Orange

Chapter 38 Oranges

Looking at Qing Luan who was secretly baring his teeth at him again, Shen Gui sighed helplessly.

Although Qing Luan didn't transmit his voice this time, Shen Gui could guess from his lips what Qing Luan wanted to express, which was probably "I'll settle the score with you later."

Speaking of which, Qing Luan has the cultivation of a peak Golden Immortal, and he must be tens of thousands of years old, right? Why is he still so childish?

At this moment, a thought couldn't help but surface in Shen Gui's mind – could it be that Nuwa really carried some halo with her?

That remains to be discussed.

Shaking his head, Shen Gui picked up the empty fruit basket on the stone table and said to Qing Luan, "Stay here and don't move. I'll go pick some oranges for you."

Qing Luan narrowed his eyes. Now that's more like it.

However, she immediately remembered something and said to Shen Gui, "Little Turtle Turtle, you went into seclusion as soon as you arrived here. Do you know where the Spirit Fruit Garden is?"

"I don't know, can't you tell me?"

Qing Luan blinked.

"Huh? What you said makes so much sense!"

As she spoke, Qing Luan sent out a stream of green spiritual light towards Shen Gui.

Putting away the green spiritual light, Shen Gui seemed to hear Golden Phoenix sigh helplessly.

After speaking, Shen Gui walked out with the fruit basket.

When Shen Gui had already walked out of the cave, Qing Luan suddenly remembered something: "Oh right, what kind of spirit fruit is an orange? Do you know, Sister Jin?"

Hearing this, Golden Phoenix was also stunned: "Aren't you the one who manages the Spirit Fruit Garden, Sister Qing'er? Don't you know either?"

Qing Luan frowned and thought for a moment: "That shouldn't be the case. I don't remember any spirit fruit in the Spirit Fruit Garden called an orange, and Shen Gui hasn't been to the Spirit Fruit Garden either."

Golden Phoenix shook her head: "I don't know about that. You can ask him when he gets back later."

If Shen Gui could hear the conversation between Qing Luan and Golden Phoenix, he would definitely scoff.

How could your Chinese language and culture be understood by you?

Without further ado.

Following the map of the valley given by Qing Luan, Shen Gui quickly arrived at the Spirit Fruit Garden deep in the valley.

Nuwa's Spirit Fruit Garden. I have to say, although Shen Gui basically didn't recognize most of these messy fruits, the rich spiritual energy emanating from them showed their extraordinary nature.

In Shen Gui's opinion, at least for cultivators below the True Immortal realm, eating these fruits would greatly benefit their cultivation.

As for cultivators like Shen Gui in the Golden Immortal realm, although these fruits no longer helped with cultivation, they could still replenish mana and satisfy their cravings.

Since he didn't recognize these fruits, Shen Gui picked some at random and then went back.

When Shen Gui returned to Qing Luan's cave dwelling with the fruit basket, before he could even put it down, Qing Luan eagerly stood up and took the fruit basket from his hands.

Shen Gui was slightly stunned.

Was it that serious?

Logically speaking, Qing Luan, who followed Nuwa, should have eaten the fruits from this garden often.

Could it be that although Nuwa appeared to have a good relationship with them, she had actually been abusing them?

Subconsciously, Shen Gui's imagination ran wild again.

Then he realized that Qing Luan took the fruit basket not to eat the fruits.

After looking through the several types of spirit fruits in the basket several times, Qing Luan was full of confusion.

These were all fruits she had seen countless times before. Where were the oranges Shen Gui mentioned?

"Where are the oranges?"

Turning her head, Qing Luan looked at Shen Gui in confusion and asked.

"What oranges?"

Shen Gui was also stunned. He had long forgotten the casual teasing he had just directed at Qing Luan and Golden Phoenix.

Seeing Shen Gui's expression of not knowing what she was talking about, Qing Luan wrinkled her nose: "Didn't you just say to wait here with Sister Jin, and you would go pick some oranges?"

Shen Gui was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered what he had said earlier.

I just said it casually, and you actually took it seriously?

However, seeing the questioning looks on Qing Luan and Golden Phoenix's faces, Shen Gui could only brace himself and explain with a serious face: "Oh, I forgot that this was Empress Nuwa's dojo. Oranges are spirit fruits that grew on a spirit root on the mountain where I transformed in the Northern Kurukshetra Continent. I used to eat them often when I was in the Northern Kurukshetra Continent, but they are not here now."

"So that's how it is." Qing Luan showed a look of sudden realization, but then couldn't help but ask, "Are those oranges delicious? You still remember them after so long."

"Well, the taste is okay, sweet and sour, but you have to peel them, which is a bit troublesome."

"Troublesome?" Hearing Shen Gui say this, Qing Luan was confused again.

Just peeling the skin, Shen Gui is a Golden Immortal, how could he find it troublesome?

"This, that orange requires a special method to peel, otherwise the spiritual energy contained within will be lost, so I said it's a bit troublesome."

"Oh, there are such spirit fruits. I wouldn't have known if you hadn't said anything. But, when you have a chance, Little Turtle Turtle, you must bring me some oranges to try."

"Absolutely, absolutely."

Shen Gui secretly wiped a cold sweat from his brow. He didn't even care that Qing Luan called him "Little Turtle."

He had finally managed to bluff his way through.

Ah!

Sister Nuwa, please hurry back and give me a quick end!

How come Qing Luan feels even more terrifying than Nuwa now!