The Jiang Dynasty resides in the Nine Provinces Continent; although it does not interfere with the development of various forces, it is recognized as the hegemon of the Nine Provinces Continent.
Therefore, the various forces of the Nine Provinces Continent must pay tribute to it at regular intervals each year, otherwise they risk extermination.
Moreover, the Jiang Dynasty calls itself the royal clan, acts aloof, and not everyone has the chance to come into contact with them.
Take Qingzhou as an example: only Qingzhou's premier sect, the Lingyun Sect, is qualified to pay homage to the Jiang Dynasty.
As for tribute, all sects hand over their offerings to the Lingyun Sect, which then presents them to the Jiang Dynasty.
Thus, for Chu Feng, the Jiang Dynasty is like a myth—utterly unreachable; in fact, he has never even seen a Xuan Wu Realm expert.
As for the so-called Yuan Medicine and Mystic Medicine, they are similar to Spirit Medicine.
Just as Spirit Martial cultivators use Spirit Medicine for training, Yuan Martial cultivators require Yuan Medicine, and Xuan Martial cultivators use Mystic Medicine.
Compared to Spirit Medicine, Yuan Medicine and Mystic Medicine are rarer and more precious; especially, obtaining a single stalk of Mystic Medicine can make one wealthy beyond measure.
Now such a fortunate opportunity has arrived at our door; Chu Feng is naturally overjoyed, yet he also harbors doubts—how could such a place fall to us to rob?
"Su Mei, the tomb of a Xuan Wu Realm expert—surely with our strength we cannot open it?" Chu Feng said, somewhat worried.
"What are you thinking? Do you really think only we know this news? The emergence of a Xuan Wu Realm expert's tomb will surely attract the attention of all forces, and many experts will come to open it."
"As for us, we're just here to join the fun, picking up scraps; thinking about Mystic Medicine or Yuan Medicine is pointless—if we can get a few Spirit Pearls, we've already made a fortune." Su Mei explained.
"I see, so where exactly is this tomb?" Chu Feng pressed.
"Rumor has it that it lies in the Wasteland Desert; the exact location is still unknown, but according to reports, the tomb will be announced soon at the Ancient Wasteland City."
"Of course, this so-called announcement is not public to everyone; the person releasing the news will sell the tomb's map, each copy for eighty stalks of Spirit Herb."
"And those eighty Spirit Herbs—we each contribute ten, which is just right!" Su Mei narrated.
"That expensive? I don't have any!"
"Wasn't it you who took a bunch from me last time?"
"I've used them all up."
"You pig, wasting so much—did you even absorb what you took?"
"..."
Chu Feng was speechless; he couldn't tell Su Mei that, although he had never cultivated Mystic Art, his body contained Divine Thunder, which could refine any amount of Spirit Medicine without waste, absorbing it completely.
"Forget it, I'll cover your share, but you'll have to pay me back later." Su Mei looked at the penniless Chu Feng and shrugged helplessly.
"Hehe, thanks then." Chu Feng chuckled, the tomb of a Xuan Wu Realm expert? He genuinely looked forward to it.
The group set off and, before noon, entered the Wasteland Desert, quickly arriving at the Ancient Wasteland City.
This Ancient Wasteland City is extremely old, said to have a history of a thousand years; every brick and tile is already severely dilapidated, as if a slight touch would cause it to crumble.