Shi Ji stepped forward and exchanged greetings with Yuan Hong. Yuan Hong did not dare be careless in the slightest. After clarifying their relationship, he hurriedly addressed her as Martial Uncle.
Shi Ji was about to become Fengdu's disciple. By seniority, she would be a generation above Yuan Hong.
However, Fengdu was a clone of Styx and normally was not ranked within the Blood Sea's hierarchy, so there was no need to distinguish things so carefully.
Yang Chan came bouncing over to Yuan Hong's side. "You're my Martial Nephew from now on. My name is Yang Chan."
Yuan Hong nodded respectfully and hurriedly saluted. "Greetings, Martial Uncle."
Even though he was only a child, Yuan Hong still maintained sufficient respect.
Styx watched this from the side. Although he did not particularly like such overly restrained interactions, he was fairly satisfied with Yuan Hong's respect for his elders and teachers.
His gaze swept across the mountain forest. "Did you plant all these plum trees covering the mountain?"
Yuan Hong respectfully replied, "Reporting to the Dao Venerate, this mountain originally had no name. A thousand years ago, this little demon happened to find an Innate Plum Pit and planted it here."
"Unexpectedly, after many years of propagation, it gradually formed this plum forest."
Yang Chan stared at the plum forest, nearly drooling. "Little monkey, can I eat your plums?"
Yuan Hong was amused by this exquisitely adorable little Martial Aunt. He hurriedly reached out and plucked the plumpest green plum. "Please enjoy it, little Martial Uncle."
Styx's gaze swept over the plum trees covering the mountain, and he nodded slightly. "That Plum Pit of yours should have been formed from Innate Yi Wood Spiritual Qi. That is why it possesses such vigorous reproductive power."
Wood Spirit nodded and patted the old plum