Medicine Valley lies within a vast valley a hundred miles south of Medicine City, which merely developed into a city by chance.
However, this city also happens to be the common main city for the intersecting areas of Medicine Valley, Little Bamboo House, and the Refining Sect.
Every player must carry a secondary profession, even if they don't necessarily train in it, but it's a must-have. Otherwise, imagine the regret when you come across some rare Spiritual Medicine or valuable ore in the wild and realize you can only watch without the means to collect it.
Among the players, alchemists, fishermen, cooks, and blacksmiths are some of the most popular secondary professions, with each player choosing two to learn.
The Fisherman profession is the easiest to specialize in, while the other three require completing prerequisite tasks in Medicine Valley, Little Bamboo House, and the Refining Sect, with further leveling also needing a return to these locations.
Hence, for players, except for the wealthy ones, Medicine City is an unavoidable stop.
"Hey, I had originally planned to take a stroll here with Pang Qingshi." Liu Rouxin, whose concerns were mostly ignored along the way, gradually recovered her spirits. Now, admiring the beautiful streets, she took a deep breath and began to grumble.
This place had an entirely different atmosphere from the territories of Blood Control Sect and Senluo Wanxiang Sect, making it truly a spot to relax. Cultivating Daoist Skill or Cultivation Technique that requires a certain Mental State here would certainly bring twice the result with half the effort.
Although her master and the elders of her sect doted on her in her childhood, this didn't mean endless indulgence. She didn't miss out on any trials that the other disciples of Blood Control Sect underwent.
In fact, due to being a direct disciple of the Sect Leader, her trials were always increased by a factor of ten in difficulty.
But she harbored no grievances, for it was only during trials she could focus her heart and soul on achieving her goals, with no need to worry about anything else.
Sometimes, though, she would pause to daydream about visiting that quietest place in the world, the city that everyone speaks of, if only she had the chance.
"The Secret Realm is to the east. Let's rest and recover here first. I will go to Little Bamboo House to inquire about any unusual news in the past few days and check for any anomalies," Liang Yi pondered for a moment, then turned to the others and said.
"That's perfect, His Majesty here could use a drink." Zhou Zuixi, who was looking for an excuse, found it conveniently on the way.
Liang Yi nodded, as drinking was Zhou Zuixi's path of cultivation; drinking to cause trouble was simply not a thing for him.
Su Youyi and Zhou Yuqing also had no objections, happy to follow Liang Yi's lead.
"By the way, could you guys go to the Wind God Commerce and buy some special Spirit Pills?" Liang Yi suddenly remembered that there were some special places in that Secret Realm, with very intense poison.
"Spirit Pills?" Su Youyi blinked, puzzled by why her senior brother suddenly wanted Spirit Pills.
"We'll need them when we go to the Secret Realm. It's better to prepare in advance to avoid any trouble," explained Liang Yi.
"Then, Senior Sister Liu, let's go together," said Su Youyi, turning to Liu Rouxin, who seemed interested in everything around her.
"Hm? It's not out of the question, if you earnestly request my company," said Liu Rouxin, who was drawn by a pastry shop and quickly swallowed her saliva, showing off her small fangs playfully, standing akimbo with a haughty attitude.
"Please, I'm begging you. Could you please accompany us, Senior Sister Liu?" Su Youyi clasped her hands, closing one eye slightly with a sincere smile and bow.
"Mm-hmm. That's a good attitude, much better than the cat you and your senior brother have." Liu Rouxin hummed happily with satisfaction.
"Hey, it's you who's being kept, meow!" Grandpa Orange, who was inexplicably caught in the crossfire, waved his paw at Liu Rouxin with an annoyed expression. This flat-chested little dwarf really forgets her own name if you don't set her straight for three days.
"Today, this young lady is in a good mood, I won't stoop to your level!" Liu Rouxin folded her arms and didn't even glance at Grandpa Orange.
She had figured it out: the more you engage with this fatty cat, the more excited he gets. This time, she'd ignore him and let him experience what it feels like to punch cotton.
"You..." Grandpa Orange didn't expect the usually easily irritable Liu Rouxin to actually step back and hold her temper.
This made Grandpa Orange, who was ready to throw a heavy punch, feel extremely uncomfortable. But to continue bickering would make him lose face, as if he was begging Liu Rouxin for an argument.