A luxurious spirit-forged carriage, about three or four meters long, with a white base and black stripes, rolled forward on four wheels. It required no horses to pull it, moving solely by the power of the formation built into its body.

As it traveled, a layer of blue light waves shimmered around the carriage, stirring up a gust of wind.

Just this one luxurious spirit-forged carriage was worth a fortune—an ordinary commoner could toil half a lifetime and still not afford one.

On the soft tiger-skin seat inside the carriage sat a playboy dressed in splendid robes, lazily sweeping his gaze over the crowd.

Among the crowd, the commoners looked on with either jealousy and resentment or admiration and longing.

It seemed that only the town’s great families and wealthy merchants were qualified to own such a rare spirit-forged carriage.

Walking among the crowd, Henry Spencer felt his own insignificance, yet his heart was exceptionally clear.

With the powerful memories of his previous life, he knew that rising above others was only a matter of time.

He was full of confidence in this.

“One day, I’ll have the means to move my family to this town, so they can enjoy a better environment.”

He made a silent vow in his heart.

After wandering through the town for a while, following the impressions in his memory, Henry Spencer entered a large spirit materials shop in the town center.

He looked up at the shop’s signboard, where several large golden characters gleamed: 张家灵材铺

The name was rather plain.

Henry Spencer didn’t think much of it. He walked up to the counter and handed over the purple exotic herb from his medicine basket.

The middle-aged master behind the counter took the purple herb, frowning slightly. “I’ve never seen this kind of spirit material before. You should probably take it to an ordinary herbal shop.”

Henry Spencer was taken aback. Could it be that this purple herb wasn’t the Ziyang Grass recorded in the “Manual of Spiritual Fragrances”?

Noticing the disappointment on Henry Spencer’s face, the middle-aged master smiled and changed his tone: “However, I can privately offer you ten spirit coins to buy it and take a look.”

“Ten spirit coins?”

At the moment of disappointment, Henry Spencer’s mind stirred slightly.

Those ten spirit coins were somewhat tempting to him.

Ten spirit coins were almost equivalent to two or three days of his family’s income. To exchange an unknown herb for that seemed like a good deal.

“That’s right. Our shop’s spirit material masters enjoy exploring unknown materials. Although, to be honest, this doesn’t really look like any kind of spirit material.”

The smile faded from the middle-aged master’s face, and he looked a bit hesitant, as if he might take back his offer at any moment.

Henry Spencer, however, was in no hurry. His gaze, sharp as if it could pierce through, swept over the middle-aged master and then observed the spirit materials shop.

This shop covered several hundred square meters, luxuriously and exquisitely decorated. The floor beneath his feet was warm white marble, landscape paintings hung on the walls, and rare flowers adorned the corners.

Even on the ceiling above, there were several luxurious “luminous pearls,” and on the inlaid black crystal panels, one could faintly see intricate formation patterns.

Any one of those luminous pearls overhead was worth at least a thousand spirit coins—about a year’s income for Henry Spencer’s family.

—And that was a conservative estimate.

There was no doubt that, in terms of scale, this spirit materials shop was one of the very best in the vast Pinghua Town, and its authority was unquestionable.

As the name suggests, a spirit materials shop traded in materials with spiritual properties that could be used for alchemy, artifact forging, formation crafting, and so on.

Simply put, these materials had to be basic ingredients usable by cultivators in their training.

Given that, how could such an authoritative spirit materials shop purchase a material that wasn’t even considered a spirit item for no reason?

Thinking of this, the corners of Henry Spencer’s mouth curled up slightly. Most of this deduction was based on his experiences from his previous life.

“No, thanks. I’ll try another spirit materials shop.”

Henry Spencer decisively put away the purple herb and turned to leave.

“Hey, young man, wait…” This time it was the middle-aged master’s turn to panic. The hesitation and ease he had feigned in his eyes were instantly replaced by a trace of anxiety, and he hurriedly called out to him.

Henry Spencer turned back somewhat reluctantly and said coolly:

“Ziyang Grass, with a fierce fiery nature, a rare few of the finest specimens contain Golden Crow Fire. It’s a rare variety among first-grade spirit herbs—not only is it the main ingredient for refining top-quality ‘Vitality Pills,’ but it’s also one of the optional materials for dozens of first- to third-grade spirit pills such as ‘Three Yang Pill’…”

In just a few breaths, Henry Spencer fluently explained the properties, effects, and uses of Ziyang Grass without pause.

When he finished, the middle-aged spirit material master was left dumbfounded.

In the shop, the other masters and apprentices all had their mouths agape, as if they could swallow an apple whole.

After a long while, the middle-aged spirit material master—whose cultivation was far above Henry Spencer’s—finally came to his senses, looking a bit embarrassed.

“So, may I ask, young man, how much do you want for this Ziri Grass?”

A faint sheen of sweat appeared on the master’s forehead. If word of this got out, the reputation of “Zhang Family Spirit Materials Shop” would take a hit, and he might even lose this respectable job.

“As a spirit material master, even if you don’t have the cultivation of a Qi Refining cultivator, you should at least have the quasi-cultivator’s ability to sense spiritual energy. I imagine you know the price of this ‘Ziyang Grass’ better than I do.”

Henry Spencer replied nonchalantly, tossing the question back to the other party.

Although he had the memories and experiences of his previous life, when it came to estimating the value of this Ziri Grass, Henry Spencer really wasn’t sure.