The verdant vine swelled by a full circle in an instant, its tendrils shooting up by dozens of feet as profound metallic-gold runes radiated across its surface.
It was somewhat similar to Yang Huai's former self, the Primordial Profound Metal Spirit Vine.
Both could be considered immortal vines.
Yang Huai had placed some hopes upon it.
After all, his eldest martial uncle had personally instructed him.
He had told him to tend to it carefully, and had even taken one for himself.
It could not possibly be too shabby.
Otherwise, this eldest martial uncle would not be able to show it to others.
The dignified Taiqing Heavenly Venerable would not fob him off with ordinary gourds!
The immortal vine swiftly bloomed with two seven-colored buds. Before long, they manifested into the rudiments of two gourds, with no other blossoms appearing besides them.
Before his eyes, as they absorbed the sweet dew, the two gourds rapidly expanded. The flowers upon them withered away at once, revealing the gourds' embryonic forms.
The two gourds glimmered with faint spiritual light!
Yang Huai glanced at them, a golden gleam flashing through his eyes.
"Though they are rather extraordinary, they do not look like innate treasures!"
There was some disappointment in his eyes.
They looked utterly ordinary.
There were no strange phenomena, no divine charm. They were like two ordinary immortal gourds, scarcely different from the gourds borne by common spirit plants.
A trace of suspicion flickered in his eyes.
One gourd was purplish-red, while the other was deep blue.
He stepped forward to touch them, then gave them a tap.
Yet he could discern nothing from them, only sensing traces of certain innate runes.
Perhaps there would be a surprise!
Yang Huai secretly mused.
After that, every so often, he would water it with