Heavenly Court, Peach Garden
Wang Shu sat by herself at the stone table, drinking a cup of tea. Wisps of steam rose into the air.
"Zhen Yuanzi is about to become a Saint!"
"Did you come to prepare a congratulatory gift?"
Wang Shu asked brightly as she watched Shi Yu circle the Nine-Thousand-Year Peach Tree.
"Clever!"
"My Martial Uncle Zhen Yuanzi and I have a good relationship, so of course I have to prepare a generous gift. Otherwise, wouldn't I have eaten all those Ginseng Fruits for nothing?"
Shi Yu searched for ripe, succulent peaches among the lush branches of the Peach Tree of Immortality, but he always felt that something was missing.
Although these Nine-Thousand-Year Peaches were already of a high grade, giving too many of them would make them seem ordinary...
"Wang Shu~"
"Do you think it's a little lacking in sincerity if I give peaches every time something important happens?"
Shi Yu folded his arms and leaned against the sturdy Peach Tree of Immortality, sighing softly. He had never expected that one day he would worry over what gift to give.
"Isn't there a saying in the Mortal Realm?"
"Something about sending goose feathers a thousand miles, where the gift is light but the sentiment is deep?"
"As long as the sincerity is there, isn't that enough?"
Wang Shu drained the tea in her cup, then gently set the celadon teacup flat on the table.
"If you want it to be more grand..."
"Weren't these Peach Trees of Immortality transformed from the Ren Water Peaches? Pick some peaches, refine them, and reverse them from acquired to innate!"
Wang Shu propped her chin on the stone table and smiled at Shi Yu. She had naturally tried this before.
With the power of a Saint, "returning the peaches to