Chapter 2927: The Gloom Star Spirits
It all only happened because Stram truly believed Rean and Roan were somehow related to the High Elders in the Gondel Clan. They looked like kids, but then again, you wouldn't find such high-level kids if they didn't have powerful backgrounds. This is the Ancestral Dungeon of the Gondel Clan, so it looked to be the case.
Well, truth be told, Rean had some relation with Dancio... through Kuslau, that is. It is just that even Dancio didn't know that.
Roan didn't care about what the Spirit was thinking and simply brought out his cauldron. The pill he was going to make wasn't really anything impressive. The Soul Yin Expansion Pill was indeed very good for Yin-type beings, but it also had harsh side effects. It's just that Roan's concocting method eliminated most of them. Simply put, it was cheap and easy to make, but the Spirit didn't need to know that.
Roan's concoction continued without a problem while Stram watched closely. He also
positioned his Spirits around in case the twins tried anything funny. As the medicinal liquid in the cauldron slowly took form, Stram began to feel the impact in his soul of pure Yin Energy. He wanted nothing more than to jump inside the cauldron already.
Roan added the profound Soul Herb and closed the lead. Controlling his Spiritual Energy and the fire, he molded the pill inside the cauldron, repeatedly amplifying and concentrating its properties. He glanced at Stram for a moment, and even though Stram didn't have a face, Roan could tell how excited the Spirit was feeling.
*Tuc*
Finally, Roan opened the lid of the cauldron, and three pills came out. "Hum... you are quite lucky. I was aiming for a single pill, but I have to admit, the quality of the Profound Soul Herbs you and your minions take care of is superb. You truly put a lot of effort into them. Thanks to that, the concoction resulted in three pills instead of one. If you use them at the right times, you might make it into Stage Seven."
Stram quickly used his Spiritual Energy to grab the pills from Roan and pull them close to himself. He was very pleased by Roan's comments about his herbs, and even more so that more pills were made because of that. By now, he was certain, these pills were a treasure for a race like his.
Rean smiled at Stram, seeing that he had put the pills away. "So, we did our part. What about you?"
Stram looked back at the twins and wondered what he should do. Even if the trade was completed, he truly didn't like to give his Soul Profound Herbs away. It takes decades to grow them with extreme care. For a moment, he thought about attacking the twins or at least driving them away. Yet, he gave up that idea in the end. If Roan's pills were as efficient as he believes, wouldn't he be burning the bridge between them? He might never get such pills again.
Stram spread his Spiritual Sense, causing the various smaller gelatinous star-shaped spirits on the back to react. They quickly collected two batches of Profound Soul herbs, bringing them to Rean and Roan. "Here they are. Just one question... would you come back some other time to make this trade again? It doesn't need to be anytime soon. Once a few years will be enough. I can put extra effort into growing more Profound Soul Herbs without anyone else knowing."
Roan collected the herbs from the smaller spirits. He looked at one of them and felt quite attracted. They could grow the Profound Soul Herbs so well, so wouldn't other types of Yin- type herbs also do nicely with them in command?
However, he didn't have the Soul Gem Dimensional Realm anymore. At the moment, the Dimensional Realm that Rean and Roan have can barely fit the control orb alone. As for the control orb, other than the protection of their souls, it seemed to be barely activated. They still haven't found a way to initiate the system and could only use the upgrades they had already bought in the past.
"Hum..." Roan pondered a bit and still decided to ask. "What about these little guys? I saw them tending to your herbs. I would very much like to have a few of them to work on my own herb garden in the future."
Stram didn't expect that kind of request. "You, important members of the Gondel Clan, are interested in the spirits in the dungeon? Since when do you give a shit about our capabilities?" He wasn't kidding. Other than the fact his race grew Profound Soul Herbs for the Clan, the Gondel Clan never cared about the spirits in this seventh level.
"What I asked is if you would trade them for more concocted pills or not," Roan insisted. "On top of that, this little trade between us must not be mentioned either."
Stram looked at his spirits. His race was quite rare in this dungeon. Even though the environment was good for them, they weren't born easily. "I can part with one or two of them, but no more than that. If your herb garden isn't too big, one or two should be more than enough. But you must make more pills for me."
"How many?" Roan asked straight away.
Stram was taken aback for a moment. He didn't even have the time to think about the numbers. "Ten... no, twenty! Concoct another twenty for me!" He was nervous that the number was too high, but you had to start high so that negotiations could take place. "Alright," Roan nodded without caring much, though.
"Eh?!" Stram didn't expect it to be that easy. "O-Okay! Then we have another deal."
Roan began to fly with Rean as they made their way out. "I don't need your Spirits now since the garden isn't ready yet. But I will come back in the future. The pills I already concocted for you should be enough for a few years. Remember, only consume them at critical conjunctures. Their real power will be displayed at such moments. I wasn't lying when I said they might be enough for you to reach Stage Seven."
Rean was still curious about one thing. "By the way, which race are you from, sir?"
Stram thought they already knew, but he spoke nonetheless. "We are Gloom Star Spirits."
Rean smiled in response. "Thank you."
Stram watched as Rean and Roan left. He just so happens to be at a critical conjuncture of his cultivation at the moment, so it was the perfect opportunity to test the pills. Later that day, Stram made a mental note to never talk about this encounter to anyone, even if it cost his life.