"All right, all right, calm down." I hurriedly stopped the two women who were about to come to blows, then said with a speechless look, "Ruan Yuer, hurry to the black market in the city and arrange our departure. Fuyang, tell me about these pollinating insects so I can figure out how to find them. As for me, I still have to go seize a few more peaks later. There aren't even enough immortal fruits for our own use right now. This is a tough problem."
"Mm. I think I heard Little Six mention the insects once. He's different from me—he spends all day in close contact with disciples from the other peaks. Why don't you ask him?" Fuyang said.
Before she had even finished speaking, Ruan Yuer said, "There seems to be an internal competition between the mountain lords at the beginning of spring, held every year in Heavenly City to prune away the ripe fruit. It's different from the disciples' competition. All the major mountain lords participate, because after competing for rankings, they receive these resources according to their placement. That's why every mountain lord takes part. The immortal trees in Heavenly City have different roots and stalks from ours. They bear fruit in abundance, and if some isn't sold outside, the fruit will crowd the saplings and affect their growth. If we participate in this competition, we might get more than we would by robbing a mountain peak. After all, every peak's allocation is laid out clearly: how much it produces each year, how much each disciple receives, and so on—all governed by explicit rules. By winter, there isn't much surplus left. The mountain lords' competition is mainly a decisive battle between mountain lords, but it's also an important basis for dividing up resources."
"That's good news,