The Billion-Value Lands Are Just For Farming

C312 – I Really Don’t Want You to Lose Face

Su Ming reached out and grabbed the plastic bag.

He opened it nonchalantly.

Loong Qingyuan took a careful look.

Inside, four ginseng roots of similar age and quality were tossed in as casually as if they were mere radishes.

Loong Qingyuan suddenly clutched his chest.

He wondered, “Why?”

“Why does my chest feel so tight?”

“My heart is aching.”

“Is this what it feels like to be heartbroken?”

“I have some of this ginseng at home. I usually brew it into tea, and it tastes quite good,” he thought to himself.

Su Ming chuckled and said, “If you’re fond of them, you could trade them for two ginseng roots with a quadrangle courtyard in the capital’s first ring.”

Loong Qingyuan immediately felt humiliated.

His own words had been thrown back in his face.

He was truly uncomfortable.

Loong Qingyuan thought, “Good heavens!”

“Do I even own a quadrangle courtyard?”

“If I had one, I wouldn’t be out here toiling away.”

“And now I’ve lost face in front of you.”

“It’s agonizing.”

“My soul feels bitter.”

Loong Qingyuan forced a laugh.

“I’m quite taken aback. I didn’t expect you to find such a gem,” Loong Qingyuan remarked.

“Still, ginseng can only prolong life, not save it. Even though your ginseng is slightly better than mine, at best, it could extend someone’s life by three years.”

Having lost face in front of everyone, Loong Qingyuan’s expression soured.

He thought, “I can’t afford to be embarrassed any further.”

“Do you think that’s all I’ve got?”

“I have another ace up my sleeve!”

“I possess another treasure here, which, if used with the ginseng, could potentially extend a person’s life by at least ten years.”

Loong Qingyuan bit his lip.

Truth be told, he had reserved this item for himself.

But today, to save his own reputation, he had no choice but to bring it out.

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Loong Qingyuan resolved, “I’m all in!”

“Alright.”

Xiao Luomu had no interest in engaging with Loong Qingyuan.

“You don’t believe me? Well, prepare to have your minds blown!”

Loong Qingyuan let out a cold laugh.

He thought to himself, “They’re looking down on me now.”

“They’re in for a surprise.”

With that, Loong Qingyuan carefully extracted a small wooden box from within his clothing.

The box was modest in size, measuring two centimeters in length, width, and height, its surface beaded with tiny droplets of moisture.

“I assume you’ve all heard of the Snow Toad. It’s an exceedingly rare and precious creature, seldom seen. I was fortunate enough to come across one,” Loong Qingyuan declared.

“Perhaps you’ve only encountered it in texts, never witnessing one firsthand, correct?”

“Today, that changes. I’ll open your eyes to something extraordinary.”

Loong Qingyuan’s demeanor exuded pride as he stood tall, brimming with confidence.

He opened the box.

At its center lay a Snow Toad.

The creature was small, barely twice the size of a glass ball.

Its surface had taken on a yellow hue, even blackening in places.

Yet, despite its appearance, it was a treasure of legend, unknown and unseen by many.

Should the Snow Toad make an appearance elsewhere, it would surely cause a sensation.

However, when Su Ming and his companions laid eyes on it, they merely blinked in bewilderment.

They thought to themselves, “What on earth is this?”

“A black toad?”

“So this Snow Toad is actually a Feizhou toad?”

“Why else would it be black?”

“It’s quite unsightly, isn’t it?”

“Loong Qingyuan considers this a treasure?”

“I find it rather off-putting.”

Loong Qingyuan had anticipated awe and reverence at the unveiling of the Snow Toad.

Instead, as the toad was revealed, there was no such reaction.

Far from reverence, their faces were etched with disdain.

Su Ming cleared his throat, thinking, “Though I’m a guest here,”

“I’m among allies, at least compared to Loong Qingyuan.”

“As the host, I certainly can’t let my guests sit in awkward silence, can I?”

“This item seems decent enough.”

Su Ming struggled to keep his distaste in check.

He thought to himself, “My apologies!”

“I just couldn’t help it!”

At that moment, Loong Qingyuan was slightly irritated.

“What are you implying? I came here with the best of intentions to save the elder. Fine, if you’re willing to pass up the opportunity to extend the old man’s life by ten years, then I have nothing more to say.”

Loong Qingyuan let out a scornful laugh.

“No, that’s not it.”

Su Ming smiled, “You’ve got the wrong idea.”

“Oh? Now you want to correct your mistake?”

Loong Qingyuan crossed his arms behind his back, expecting an apology from Su Ming.

“What I mean is, we have one of these as well,” Su Ming clarified.

Loong Qingyuan was puzzled.

He thought to himself, “What?”

“Could you repeat that?”

“You also have one of these?”

“How can that be?”

“I don’t believe you. Show me,” demanded Loong Qingyuan.

“Very well.”

Su Ming blinked, thinking, “You’re the one who insisted on seeing it.”

“You can’t hold me responsible.”

“And if you end up embarrassed, it’s not on me.”

Su Ming stepped aside and pulled a gourd out of a black plastic bag.

Loong Qingyuan caught sight of the black plastic bag and felt an ominous premonition stir within him.

His eyes twitched uncontrollably.

He thought, “Oh my god!”

“Why am I suddenly feeling apprehensive about a black plastic bag?”

But then, as Loong Qingyuan laid eyes on the gourd in Su Ming’s hand, he sneered.

He thought, “And here I was expecting something impressive.”

“It’s just a gourd.”

“What kind of treasure could it possibly be?”

Without further ado, Su Ming opened the gourd.

Loong Qingyuan was dumbfounded once more.

He thought, “What?”

“Is that really the legendary Double Snow Toads?”

The Snow Toad was already a rare spiritual entity in the world.

The Double Snow Toads were even more extraordinary.

They were the epitome of Top Grade treasures.

Loong Qingyuan looked down at his own Snow Toad, taken aback.

It was only slightly larger than a glass ball, yet it was distinctly yellow and black. Loong Qingyuan turned his attention to the one Su Ming was holding, which was considerably larger and shone with a snow-white, crystalline purity. Loong Qingyuan was astounded.

He wondered to himself, “What’s happening here? Did they do this deliberately? Was this a trap they laid for me?”

​Seeing Loong Qingyuan’s astonished face, Su Ming and the others could barely contain their laughter. They mused, “It’s one thing to strut in front of others, but to do so in front of Mr. Su is another. We’ve seen people embarrass themselves, but never someone so eager to do it publicly. It’s like he’s asking for it.”

​Loong Qingyuan felt a sinking feeling in his chest. “This isn’t fair play,” he thought. “This has to be a joke! No, I refuse to accept this.”

With his hands defiantly on his hips and breathing heavily in frustration, Loong Qingyuan’s reaction prompted everyone to take a cautious step back. They joked among themselves, “What’s the matter? About to show your true colors? Are you actually a transformed toad? Why else would the sight of the Snow Toad excite you so much? Is it because it’s like seeing a family member? No wonder you treasure that yellowing, blackening Snow Toad in your arms as if it were a gem. It must be a relative of yours. Is it your third aunt or your fifth? You must share a close bond to keep it so near.”

“I have another treasure up my sleeve, and I bet you can’t top this one!” Loong Qingyuan declared as he strode over to a chest. He pushed his young apprentice aside and pulled out a small key. Inserting it into a slit in the chest, he twisted it left and right, revealing a hidden compartment. Inside was a jar containing a dark, unassuming object.

“Prepare to witness a true unparalleled treasure, the Flying Dragon Blood Herb!” Loong Qingyuan announced, holding the jar as if it contained the ultimate prize.

It was actually a variant of the herb known as polygonum multiflorum.

The growth environment it required was incredibly demanding.

The Flying Dragon Blood Herb differed from common varieties; as it matured, it would assume the form of a dragon.

Furthermore, the Flying Dragon Blood Herb was a blood-red color, translucent and gleaming.

Indeed, it was a genuine spiritual treasure of nature.

It was an item of immense value, capable of seizing the vitality of spirits and deities.

A single bite could forcibly prolong one’s life.

It had the potential to sustain a person’s life for at least several months.

If Xiao Luomu had only ginseng and Snow Toad at his disposal, he could certainly extend the old man’s life by a decade.

Yet, during those ten years, the old man would suffer from frailty.

Surviving the full ten years would be a challenge; he might succumb to various illnesses along the way.

But with the addition of the Flying Dragon Blood Herb…

This remarkable herb had the power to replenish both Qi and blood.

It was the epitome of a Top Grade restorative.

With the Flying Dragon Blood Herb incorporated into his medication, the old man wouldn’t just surpass the ten-year mark; he would spend those years robust and healthy, indistinguishable from an ordinary person.

To speak frankly,

If Loong Qingyuan were to showcase this herb in front of others, he would effortlessly impress them!

But regrettably…

It pains me to say this.

I truly have no desire to see Loong Qingyuan face further humiliation.

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