Planting the Muyang Tree, Waiting for the Child to Be Born

The moon is bright and the stars are few.

From the Chen family's ancestral grave, faint crying sounds could be heard from time to time.

"Grandma Chen, the dead cannot be brought back to life. You must take care of yourself," Xian He said softly as he tried to comfort her. He stood behind Grandma Chen, his arms crossed, trembling as he looked around nervously, afraid that a vengeful spirit might suddenly appear and attack him.

After toiling for most of the night, they had finally buried Grandma Chen's son.

According to Grandma Chen, her son was brutally murdered by Greedy Wolf and died an unnatural death, meaning there was a high chance he would return as a vengeful spirit to claim lives.

However, every wrong has its victim, and every debt has its debtor. Since he wasn't the one who killed him, Chen Zhou shouldn't come looking for him even if he became a vengeful spirit.

"Brother Chen Zhou, I helped you boil water, transport the body, and dig the grave. If you don't thank me, that's fine, but please don't come looking for me. I will take good care of your mother and daughter, and I will avenge you by eliminating Greedy Wolf in the future. Please, please don't come looking for me."

Xian He clasped his hands together, praying silently.

"Whoosh—"

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind swept by, carrying a bone-chilling coldness, and flew towards the southern night sky.

Grandma Chen wiped away her tears, stood up slowly, leaning on her cane, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go, we should head back."

Xian He nodded and hurriedly scrambled out of the graveyard, eager to leave.

After returning the money he had borrowed to each household, Grandma Chen entered the Mountain River Society Diagram to reunite with her little granddaughter.

Xian He dug up ten Muyang Tree saplings. After carrying them back to his home, he followed her inside.

Not everything could be stored in the Mountain River Society Diagram. If the target's weight exceeded his Strength, he wouldn't be able to store it.

His Strength was only a little over two hundred jin, so he could only store saplings, not thick and sturdy mature trees.

It's worth mentioning that before Grandma Chen left, she instructed Xian He not to tell Chen Jingjing about Chen Zhou's death.

Since Chen Jingjing was the only surviving descendant of the Chen family, Grandma Chen didn't want her to do anything foolish and end the family line.

Grandma Chen also hinted that Chen Jingjing could become Xian He's concubine, but he brushed it off by saying Chen Jingjing was still too young.

Although he was lustful, he still had his limits!

Inner World.

As soon as Xian He got the saplings, he began planting them.

The backyard had limited space, and Xian He didn't plan to waste it on planting Muyang Trees. He intended to plant the saplings on the other side of the river.

"Master, is the pit dug this deep okay?" the maid Muyang asked in a deep voice, like a brown bear standing on its hind legs.

Since she had escaped the slave traders, her life had improved significantly. She no longer had to endure hunger daily or suffer arbitrary beatings.

The Mistress treated her very well and didn't look down on her at all. She would share any delicious food with her.

However, compared to the kind and amiable Mistress, the Master was a bit difficult to get along with and very strict.

Hearing Muyang's voice, Xian He stuck his shovel into the ground and climbed out of the pit. He walked towards her and glanced down. "Grandma Chen said to dig one foot deep, but you dug a bit too deep. Oh well, it's fine. We'll just plant it."

He had only dug half a foot, while Muyang had dug over a foot. Her work efficiency was quite fast.

He had to admire Grandma Chen's judgment in choosing people; Muyang was indeed a good worker.

He hoped Grandma Chen would live a long life and select more useful servants for him.

After planting all ten saplings and watering them with water from the fairy river, the saplings did not exhibit the explosive growth seen with the Crystal Pomegranate Tree, which made Xian He somewhat puzzled.

Could it be because the Muyang Tree saplings were not produced by the System?

Or was it the soil?

As a test, Xian He pulled out a Muyang Tree sapling and planted it in the open space in the backyard.

As a result, the moment he watered it, the Muyang Tree sapling grew explosively, turning into a towering tree in the blink of an eye. Its lush green canopy covered a quarter of the yard.

"Holy cow, it really is the soil," Xian He realized with sudden clarity, looking at the tree that was hundreds of meters tall and as thick as three men embracing it.

This meant that in the future, if he wanted to plant trees or anything else, he would have to do it in the open space in the yard.

It was easier to invite a god than to send one away. The Muyang Tree was so tall and thick, likely weighing several tons. He wouldn't be able to move it to plant something new anytime soon.

The wood powder produced by one Muyang Tree was enough for his family to eat. Xian He didn't plan to plant any more Muyang Trees on the remaining two open plots for the time being.

The open spaces were neither too big nor too small, about ten square meters each. They should be able to produce a good amount of rice if planted with paddy.

Xian He licked his lips and thought to himself, "I'll find a way to get some paddy seeds tomorrow."

In the Sky Fortune Tribe, rice was an extremely precious commodity. Only a very small number of nobles could afford to eat it. A bag of rice could even be exchanged for a beautiful girl from a poor family.

If he had rice, he could buy Rem and Ram and start his great endeavor of having many children and much fortune.

However, rice was so expensive that it would require a lot of capital to buy the seeds.

"I still need to find a way to make money!" Xian He frowned, lost in thought.

The Crystal Pomegranate couldn't be sold. Yun Ling was about to give birth and needed it for nutritional supplements.