Maturing in Five Thousand Years

Of course, now is not the time to criticize the system. Ma Feifei put aside his thoughts and walked towards the fence garden with Liuli in his arms.

Mo Xie quickly followed, muttering, "That's right, this is it."

Cang Lan and Lie Huang looked puzzled, especially Cang Lan, who whispered to Zhen Liang behind her, "Where is this place? Is anyone living here?"

Heaven and earth are pitiful. Although Cang Lan has been the Grand Dean of the Vast Academy for five hundred years, to be honest, she has not even explored the entire Twin Peaks. How could she possibly pay attention to a place like this?

Zhen Liang hesitated for a moment, then said, "It seems to be the residence of our patriarch in his later years. After our patriarch passed away, this place was abandoned."

The ancestor Zhen Liang mentioned was the first Grand Dean who founded Vast Academy five thousand years ago.

Cang Lan frowned slightly, but didn't ask any more questions and followed. Zhen Liang paused for a moment and then followed closely behind, as did Lie Huang and the others.

The group quickly arrived outside the fence.

"Thousand Leaf Garden." Ma Feifei stood outside the fence. There was a simple gate supported by two trees, with a plaque above it bearing the three words Ma Feifei had read aloud.

"Senior, let me handle this." Mo Xie rubbed his hands together, strode forward, pushed open the gate made of fence, and went inside.

Ma Feifei was speechless. This Demon Cult Leader was really willful, entering other people's homes without even knocking.

"Old monster, are you still alive?" Mo Xie entered the fenced yard and shouted towards the thatched hut in the middle.

However, there was no response, and Mo Xie did not sense any life within the thatched hut; the courtyard seemed to be uninhabited.

Ma Feifei then carried Liuli in, followed by Cang Lan and the others.

Ma Feifei was drawn to the Thousand Leaf Tree. He walked up to the Thousand Leaf Tree, which was less than a meter tall, squatted down slightly, put down the Liuli, and began to examine the Thousand Leaf Tree closely.

A faint fluorescent glow lingered around the brown Thousand Leaf Tree. Ma Feifei sniffed it, and a faint fragrance entered his nose. It was different from the scent of any spice; it was the scent of ink and paper, very light and refreshing.

The leaves of the Thousand Leaf Tree are also peculiar, with clear root and stem patterns, but only three lines. Every single leaf is like this, and what surprised Ma Feifei was that the leaves were almost identical in shape and size, with no discernible difference.

"The leaves of the Thousand Leaf Tree cannot be used to make book pages. The most valuable part of the Thousand Leaf Tree, which is nine inches above the roots, can be used to make book pages. If you try to make pages from the area above that, the quality of the pages may not even reach the medium level." Liuli squatted on the ground and pointed to the area nine inches above the roots, saying.

"Is this all we can use?" Ma Feifei asked curiously. The units of measurement in the other world were similar to those in Ma Feifei's world. Three inches was ten centimeters, so nine inches was thirty centimeters. Thirty centimeters was three-tenths of a meter. Thousand Leaf Tree was less than a meter tall, which meant that nine inches was only about one-third the size of Thousand Leaf Tree.

It feels a bit wasteful to only use one-third of the material to make book pages.

"Hmm." Liuli nodded, then added, "Not only that, the Thousand Leaf Tree must be over five thousand years old to be considered mature. Only mature Thousand Leaf Tree are considered perfect quality materials and can be used to make medium-grade book pages."

"Hiss!" Ma Feifei gasped upon hearing this. It takes five thousand years to reach maturity! Only a five-thousand-year-old Thousand Leaf Tree can produce medium-grade pages?

Is this writing a book or simply enduring a lifetime of toil?

"Why do you know so much about these things, daughter?" Ma Feifei suddenly remembered that Liuli seemed to know everything about things related to books, as if she had experienced them herself. But Liuli was a product of the Mysterious Bookstore, a newborn, so there was no reason for her to know these things.

Liuli tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said, "I don't know, but whenever I sense something like this, this knowledge pops into my head."

Upon hearing this, Ma Feifei could only attribute the entire problem to the system.

"However..." Ma Feifei looked at the Thousand Leaf Tree in front of him, and a desire suddenly welled up in his heart.

What kind of chain reaction would occur if we moved this Thousand Leaf Tree back to the Mysterious Bookstore, made it into book pages, and then used those Thousand Leaf Tree to copy a book?

Thinking of this, Ma Feifei felt a surge of excitement. He took Liuli's hand and asked softly, "Daughter, now that Father wants to take this tree back, should I just move it directly, or do I need to go through some procedures?"

The main reason for asking this question was because I was worried that the Thousand Leaf Tree might have some strange problem, such as dying as soon as it was moved, since rare and precious materials often have this kind of common problem.

"No, this Thousand Leaf Tree is already five thousand years old. Mature Thousand Leaf Tree can be cut down directly without any impact," Liuli replied slyly.

"Hehe." Ma Feifei chuckled, glanced at the people behind him without making a sound, and reached out to pull up the tree.

"Crunch~"

Suddenly, the door to the thatched hut opened.

"Holy shit!"

This really startled the group, including Ma Feifei. Everyone present was at the Spirit Saint realm, and there was even Half-Immortal -Immortal, Mo Xie, who was infinitely close to the Immortal realm. If there were people inside the thatched hut, they should have sensed it immediately.

Because they sensed no life inside the thatched hut, everyone assumed it was empty. The unexpected turn of events truly surprised them.

"Who are you?" An elderly man with white hair, dressed in a linen robe, slowly walked out of the thatched hut. He glanced around, his eyes showing a complex expression when he looked at Ma Feifei, but he didn't linger there for long before finally fixing his gaze on Mo Xie.

"Hey, old man, you're still alive!" Mo Xie, being rather outgoing, stepped forward and chuckled.

"Why did you come out?" the old man asked expressionlessly.

"Stop fooling around, old man. The fight just now was Fissure, how could you not know?" Mo Xie nudged the old man's arm and teased him.

"Ahem." The old man coughed awkwardly, his gaze falling on Ma Feifei and Liuli standing in front of the Thousand Leaf Tree. He said in a deep voice, "You two, please don't harbor any ill intentions towards that tree, or you'll be in deep trouble."

"Is this tree yours, sir?" Ma Feifei stood up a little embarrassed and asked. If the Thousand Leaf Tree belonged to the old man, he felt a little awkward about taking it in front of him.

"It's a mixed bag," the old man sighed. "In any case, you can't take this tree, and you should all leave quickly. Thousand Leaf Garden doesn't welcome outsiders."

Well, that's a way of telling you to leave.

"Old man, we didn't come here to get some worthless tree." Ma Feifei learned about the Thousand Leaf Tree's uses from Liuli, but Mo Xie didn't know. How much could a tree be worth?

"So, what brings you here?" the old man asked, giving Ma Feifei a deep look.

Mo Xie glanced at Cang Lan and the others, then looked at Ma Feifei, a questioning look in his eyes.

Ma Feifei immediately understood Mo Xie's meaning and looked at Cang Lan.

Before Ma Feifei could speak, Cang Lan tactfully said, "In that case, I won't disturb the shopkeeper any longer. I'll take my leave now."

After saying that, Cang Lan turned and left.

Seeing this, Zhen Liang also cupped his hands in greeting to Ma Feifei, then turned and left.

Seeing that the Grand Dean had left, Lie Huang naturally couldn't stay. He cupped his hands in greeting to Ma Feifei and turned to leave.

In the end, only Ma Feifei and his daughter, Mo Xie, and the white-haired old man remained in the courtyard.