Holy crap! Why didn't you mention you had this thing earlier!

Lu Changsheng hummed a little tune while controlling the heat with his true fire.

Over these past few thousand years, he had tinkered with everything in his cave dwelling that could be eaten or planted.

Although he hadn't produced any earth-shattering miraculous pills, his cravings had been thoroughly satisfied.

"Gurgle, gurgle..."

Bubbles emitting a faint, fragrant scent of spiritual energy rose from the pot.

Lu Changsheng ladled out a bowl and took a blissful sip.

"Comforting."

He let out a satisfied burp and habitually walked over to the control console to glance at the water mirror.

In the reflection of the water mirror, Nuwa was still sitting on that massive boulder.

For these past three thousand years, Lu Changsheng had checked on her every single day.

His feelings had shifted from initial vigilance and defensiveness to later indifference, and now... he even felt a strange sense of pity.

This woman is truly stubborn.

Lu Changsheng shook his head, feeling a bit sentimental.

"A dignified Primordial Unity Golden Immortal, beautiful as she is, yet instead of finding a blessed land on the Primordial Continent to be a goddess, she chooses to come to my backwater to endure the northwest wind for thousands of years."

What is she even after?

Just as Lu Changsheng was sipping his soup and grumbling in his heart, the outside world reacted.

Seemingly sensing Lu Changsheng's gaze, Nuwa slowly opened her eyes.

Those deep, profound eyes, brimming with the Dao rhyme of the Law of Creation, bypassed the array fluctuations of the water mirror and met Lu Changsheng's gaze in the void in a silent collision.

Nuwa did not immediately look away; instead, she tilted her head slightly and parted her red lips.

This time, she did not use divine sense transmission but spoke directly, her voice as crisp as silver bells.

"Fellow Daoist."

"I have sat here in silence for three thousand years and have often smelled a strange fragrance drifting from within the array, appearing to be the scent of spiritual fruit."

A perfectly measured smile graced Nuwa's face, and her tone even carried a hint of negotiation.

"I wonder if I might have the fortune to trade a small trinket for one of your spiritual fruits to quench my thirst?"

Inside the cave dwelling, Lu Changsheng froze in place as if struck by a binding spell.

Quench her thirst?

He widened his eyes, staring at the woman with the gentle smile in the water mirror, and nearly spat a mouthful of blood onto the console.

Do you think I haven't read the Guide to Cultivation?

Lu Changsheng set down his chipped bowl, laughing out of sheer anger, and retorted through the Sound Transmission Megaphone without a shred of politeness.

"You are a dignified Primordial Unity Golden Immortal! You've been fasting for millions of years! Calling it 'drinking dew and eating wind' is already giving you too much credit; you absorb more Xiantian Spiritual Qi in a day than I drink water!"

"And now you come to me saying you're thirsty? You want to eat fruit?"

"Big sister, if you want to trick me into opening the door, could you at least find a decent excuse? You could have said you wanted to come in to use the latrine, and that would have been more believable than saying you're thirsty!"

Lu Changsheng's face was full of disdain.

Such a low-level scam was something even the telemarketers of his past life wouldn't bother with.

Outside the array, Nuwa heard this barrage of sharp, street-smart mockery, but instead of getting angry, a flash of cunning amusement crossed her bright eyes.

Of course she wasn't thirsty.

At her level of cultivation, even if she went tens of thousands of epochs without eating or drinking, her physical body would not suffer the slightest depletion.

She had simply sat here for three thousand years, and her curiosity about this unique incarnation of merit hidden within the array had reached its peak.

She wanted to find an excuse to break the stalemate of their mutual silence.

"Fellow Daoist has misunderstood."

Nuwa stood up unhurriedly, smoothed the hem of her cyan Flowing Cloud Skirt, and kept her voice calm.

"At our level of cultivation, we naturally have no need for mundane things to satisfy hunger or thirst."

"It is just that I was contemplating the heavens and earth earlier and caught the scent of fruit drifting from your array."

"That fragrance faintly contains a trace of pure, unblemished clarity, which is completely different from the Sha energy that permeates this Primordial Continent."

Nuwa looked toward the direction of the water mirror, her gaze seemingly piercing through three thousand layers of light curtains.

"I cultivate the Law of Creation, and I have a great fondness for such pure manifestations of life. That is why I have shamelessly asked, purely to appreciate it, with no other intentions."

Upon hearing these words.

Lu Changsheng rubbed his chin, suspicious.

Pure energy? Something full of vitality?

He turned his head to glance at the Red Sun Fruit tree he kept in a pot.

This thing was originally the most common, low-tier spirit fruit in the Primordial Land; eating it would, at most, make one feel a bit warm.

But here on his Nameless Low Mountain, it had first absorbed the lingering aura of Heavenly Dao Merit for thousands of years.

Later, he had transplanted it to the core of his three-thousand-layer array, watering it daily with Earth Vein Spirit Spring.

Under such subtle influence, this once-ordinary fruit tree had indeed undergone some unknown mutation.

Faint golden light flowed across its leaves, and the fruit it bore was so red it verged on purple, exuding a fragrance that calmed the mind.

So, she has her eyes on my mutated fruit.

Lu Changsheng snorted coldly to himself.

Even if you flatter me until the flowers bloom, I'm not opening the door for you.

He cleared his throat and spoke loudly toward the Sound Transmission Array Eye.

"I have fruit, sure! But that's my food! Why should I give it to you for nothing?"

"Didn't you just say you wanted to trade? Bring it out and let me see!"

"If you try to fool me with a few broken rocks, forget about it!"

Lu Changsheng wanted to see what this woman, who had sat motionless outside his door for three thousand years, could possibly offer.

Outside.

When Nuwa heard Lu Changsheng finally relent, the smile on her face deepened.

As long as he was willing to communicate, things would be easy.

She flipped her jade hand gently.

In the center of her palm, there appeared no blinding Innate Dharma Treasure, nor any spirit material with an astonishing aura.

There was only a drop of water.

A single, bean-sized drop of strange water hovered above her palm, radiating three distinct colors.

The moment this drop appeared, the withered grass and trees within a hundred-foot radius instantly sprouted new buds!

That incredibly dense, creative vitality, even through the three-thousand-layer array, forced its way through the gaps in the spiritual energy and drilled straight into the cave dwelling.

"This water is called Three Lights Divine Water."

Nuwa held the drop, her voice carrying the pride of an Innate Divine Being.

"It is a sacred object of creation, formed by gathering the light of the sun, moon, and stars, nurtured over countless ages."

"Sunlight Divine Water can dissolve flesh and bone, Moonlight Divine Water can corrode the Primordial Spirit and soul, and Starlight Divine Water can consume true spirits and consciousness. Taken individually, these three are all deadly poisons in the Primordial Land."

Nuwa paused, her tone becoming more ethereal.

"But once these three are combined, they become the number one healing medicine in the Primordial Land! It can revive the dead and regrow flesh on bones; even if the Primordial Spirit is on the verge of collapse, a single drop can gather its vitality once more."

"I collected a small amount by chance while traveling long ago. Today, I shall trade one drop of this for one of your spirit fruits. What does Fellow Daoist think?"

Inside the cave.

Dead silence.

Lu Changsheng stood as if struck by lightning, staring fixedly at the drop of water shimmering with three colors in the water mirror.

His breathing grew heavy as an ox, and his eyes turned so red they looked like they might bleed.

Three Lights Divine Water!

This was the legendary super-treasure capable of neutralizing all poisons, healing all wounds, and even reviving destroyed Innate Spirit Roots!

In his fragmented memories of merit, the value of this thing was absolutely no less than a mid-grade Innate Spirit Treasure!