Douluo: I, the Prehistoric Dao Venerable, Am Being Livestreamed by the Sky Screen, Section 9

Xue Ke looked at the Sky Screen and sighed regretfully.

Xue Beng rolled his eyes. Dream on!

Who would want to marry a spoiled young miss like you?

And bathe in Spirit Liquid every day?

If she gave him a whole basin of it, he'd be willing to make her a foreign king on the spot!

"Just pour it over in that patch of weeds!"

Lan Fuzi pointed casually.

"Alright!"

Shui Bing'er carried the jade basin over to a patch of weeds nearby.

Looking at the withered grass that stood half a person tall,

she found it strangely familiar, yet she couldn't remember where she had seen it before.

Without giving it much more thought, Shui Bing'er splashed the basin of water over it.

Splash!

As if they had finally received Sweet Dew after a long drought, the yellowed weeds instantly regained their vitality.

They shot up by half a head in an instant, startling Shui Bing'er.

"Heh, these weeds are quite tenacious. They can survive this long even after being uprooted!"

Lan Fuzi said with a look of disgust.

"Remember, if you encounter this kind of weed in the Imperial Garden, pull it out immediately. That's one of your duties as well!"

"Weeds...?"

On Sea God Island, Tang San's entire body trembled. His Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul stirred within him—it was the resonance of the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline!

He was so excited that he could barely contain himself, staring fixedly at the Sky Screen. If he could absorb and fuse with them, his Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul might be able to advance even further!

Yet the very next moment,

he heard them call it "weeds."

A powerful sense of humiliation instantly surged into his heart.

"Sigh, Third Brother, don't be angry!"

"Weeds depend on where they grow. Are weeds from the Heavenly Court the same as ordinary weeds?"

Seeing the veins bulging on Tang San's forehead, Fatty hurriedly comforted him.

In any case, he had already come to terms with it!

"It's the Blue Silver Emperor, not weeds!"

Tang San gritted his teeth and spoke each word slowly.

"Since we're talking about weeds, I'll first familiarize you with your duties today. You can learn the etiquette and rules another day."

After Shui Bing'er finished tidying up, Lan Fuzi led her into the Imperial Garden.

The moment they entered, they saw lotuses reflecting the sun before their eyes.

Emerald leaves stretched to the heavens, while clear dew flowed across the petals like stars scattered over the Jade Pool.

Even though none of the Douluo people recognized such Immortal scenery, they could not help but hold their breath in admiration.

"The Imperial Garden has a total of three hundred and sixty-five gardens. We're responsible for Hibiscus Garden!"

"Normally, we not only need to prune the flowers, but also weed, remove pests, fertilize, and water them. Every task must be done carefully and attentively."

She stopped and gently parted a cluster of Pheobe flowers.

"Don't just look at appearances. You must pay attention to what's inside as well. Look, there's a weed growing over there."

Following where she pointed, Shui Bing'er saw a purple blade of grass covered in morning dew, standing quietly deep within the flowers.

"There's another one over there too!"

"Go uproot those two weeds!"

Lan Fuzi handed her a silver sickle, its blade flowing with faint golden patterns.

Shui Bing'er took the sickle and found it extraordinarily heavy in her hand.

"Weeds? How could they be weeds? That's Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew, at least ten thousand years old, and it even has purple leaves—the finest of the finest!"

Tang San was on the verge of collapse. He wished he could rush over and pluck it immediately!

If he consumed that Immortal herb, he believed his Purple Demon Eye would certainly break through to an entirely new realm!

A realm even the ancestors of the Tang Sect had never achieved!

"I recognize that one. It's Phoenix Cockscomb Flower, but why is it golden?"

Ma Hongjun's eyes widened as well.

"That's Golden Phoenix Grass! Its effects far surpass Phoenix Cockscomb Flower, and it contains the power of Phoenix True Fire!"

Tang San said in anguish. As long as he had that Immortal herb, he could create a Hidden Weapon far superior to the Storm Pear Blossom Needle!

Tang San was focused on the Immortal herbs.

Bibi Dong, meanwhile, immediately fixed her gaze on the sickle in Shui Bing'er's hand.

The instant she saw it,

Bibi Dong felt the divine weapon within her, the Rakshasa Demon Scythe, trembling. She could feel its fear!

"How is that possible?"

Bibi Dong's mind shook violently. That was a divine weapon!

It was her ultimate trump card,

yet it was actually being suppressed by an ordinary sickle!

"If Shui Bing'er returns with that sickle... wouldn't I have no power to resist at all?"

Bibi Dong's eyes lost focus as she collapsed onto her throne.

"No, I refuse to accept this! I gave up so much, and even Xiaogang abandoned me! Was it all for nothing in the end?"

In Heaven Dou City, Sword Douluo likewise sensed the icy sharpness emanating from that sickle.

"Old Bones, I can sense an aura from that sickle even sharper than my Seven Kill Sword!"

"You old bastard, have you gone senile? It's just a broken sickle!"

Bone Douluo said irritably from his recliner.

He had been badly injured by the Sky Screen's rebound and was already seething with anger.

Yet this old bastard was still mocking him!

"What, you doubt my Seven Kill Sword?"

Sword Douluo snorted coldly.

"That's enough, Uncle Sword, Uncle Gu!"

Ning Fengzhi said helplessly.

Rongrong was still in danger. Why couldn't the two of them settle down for a while?

Shui Bing'er had no idea about their wails of despair. Holding the sickle, she approached step by step.

The purple grass swayed, rustling softly.

She could sense the terrifying power contained within it.

But this was her first task, and she had to complete it no matter what!

Purple light flowed around Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew. Just as it was about to touch Shui Bing'er,

the golden patterns on the sickle in her hand lit up.

An invisible pressure spread outward, and the Immortal herb's spiritual glow instantly dimmed.

Shui Bing'er froze.

Then, with swift eyes and nimble hands, she swung the sickle down.

Golden light flashed past, and the grass stem quickly withered...

Without pausing, she removed the other one as well. Only then did she let out a breath. Pulling weeds had felt like fighting a battle.

"That was only an appetizer. Next, pest removal!"

Without giving her a chance to catch her breath, Lan Fuzi led her deeper into the flowers.

"Although the garden is protected by formations that keep out most pests, there are always some fish that slip through the net!"