Nine-Heavens Resting Soil, What Are You Thinking?

Looking at the fist-sized lump of yellow clay, Wu Chu was initially bewildered, but the Sacred Tree connected to it trembled with excitement.

Nine-Heavens Resting Soil!

This was a message that the Purple Jade Divine Tree had conveyed to him through its spiritual power.

Although Wu Chu had never seen this thing before, he was naturally familiar with its great reputation. In many Primordial World fantasy novels, this thing was formed from the spinal cord of Pangu and was the ancestral source of earth. Some also say that this thing was a Spirit Treasure and belonged to Nuwa.

The clay used by the Empress Nuwa when she Creation of Humanity was this Nine-Heavens Resting Soil.

But the fact that Houtu can produce such a thing means that it is neither a Spirit Treasure nor exclusively Nuwa's possession. Perhaps Nuwa once obtained this thing and later refined it into a Spirit Treasure; that's also possible.

It is said that when this item was Spirit Treasure, it possessed unparalleled defense and endless transformations.

Although Wu Chu sensed that Sacred Tree was very envious of this item, he still shook his head and said, "This item is far too precious. Culinary skills are a minor skill and are not worth comparing with this. Please, sister, take it back."

Wu Chu truly hadn't expected that Houtu would come here specifically to seek his Cooking Dao, even going so far as to offer a treasure like the Nine-Heavens Resting Soil in exchange.

Faced with this future Houtu, Wu Chu simply couldn't bring himself to accept the gift against his conscience. Not to mention that she had just lent him a helping hand, resolving a major crisis for Purple Jade Mountain, her willingness to sacrifice herself in the future, transforming into Reincarnation being to ensure a final resting place for all the dead, was enough to move anyone with her great compassion.

"The Cooking Dao is but a minor skill! If you wish to learn, I will gladly offer it to you; to suggest an exchange would be too formal. If you feel it's inappropriate, consider it a small token of my gratitude for your previous help. This item is of little use to me."

Wu Chu gently pushed Houtu's outstretched hand, only to find that it was indeed impossible to move!

Not only because Houtu's cultivation level was much higher than his, but also because the weight of the Nine-Heavens Resting Soil itself was something he couldn't shake at his current level.

"Look, with my current level of cultivation, I can't even catch it."

Wu Chu smiled wryly and shrugged, gesturing again for Houtu to take the items back.

But Houtu shook her head with a satisfied expression and said, "Fellow Daoist, you are mistaken! Perhaps the Cooking Dao is a useless minor skill to you, but it is of great help to our clan. Before I met Fellow Daoist Nuwa, how could I have known that there was such a method of preparing delicacies in this world? After our clan hunts, we eat the meat and drink the blood raw. You can taste the flavor once you try it. Compared to this, it is like heaven and earth."

After a pause, Houtu continued, "I'm not afraid to tell you, fellow Daoist, that while this Nine-Heavens Resting Soil may be precious to you, it's not particularly rare to me."

As she spoke, she pulled out another piece of yellow clay that was about the same size.

The clod of yellow clay scattered in her hand, turning into a cloud-like mist, then coalescing back into a lump, like Play-Doh, constantly changing shape in her hands.

Wu Chu watched silently for a while, then couldn't help but chuckle, "It seems I underestimated you, sister. In that case, I thank you for your kindness."

"It is this humble Daoist who should thank you, fellow Daoist!"

Houtu spoke, she casually tossed a clod of yellow mud out of the Main Hall, where it flew down into the Flower Valley and landed in the clear spring.

When the yellow clay clods were poured into the clear spring, an aroma immediately filled the Flower Valley. Sensing this aroma, the flowers swayed and bloomed as if in celebration.

The Purple Jade Divine Tree stretched out its roots and plunged into the clear spring.

Wu Chu could feel that after the Purple Jade Divine Tree's roots penetrated into the clear spring, the entire Sacred Tree's branches and leaves trembled slightly, radiating an aura of celebration.

However, the Celestial Silkworm Clan lived on its branches and leaves were trembling, clinging tightly to the leaves to avoid being shaken off.

"Xiao Yu, come and offer a song and dance to Sister Houtu. Yueling, fetch my zither."

"Okay!"

Before long, the Main Hall was filled with singing and dancing. Wu Chu was playing the zither at his desk, the Little Fox was singing and dancing lightly, Little Moon Spirit sat next to Houtu, constantly refilling her wine and ensuring attentive service.

From that day on, Houtu began learning cooking from Little Moon Spirit, while Wu Chu also taught her the most primitive pictographic characters that he had 'invented'.

Because the recipes they wrote were written in these hieroglyphs.

Wu Chu even wondered if, when Houtu passed on these pictographic characters to the Witch Clan in the Houtu, Heavenly Dao would bestow some Merit upon them?

Unbeknownst to him, Wu Chu had incurred the wrath of the Old Demon Luohou, and he had no choice but to consider how to deal with it. After much thought, the best solution seemed to be the Merit Power.

At the same time, he was also considering Wandering Plan, feeling that he could no longer stay in Purple Jade Mountain. Although Yibao had stopped the Demon Ancestor Clone from escaping in time and completely obliterated it here, the Demon Ancestor would definitely know that there was a problem with this clone.

Since a problem has arisen, wouldn't it be normal to send a clone over to check the situation, or for the main body to descend in person to see what happened?

Although Yibao coveted the Merit of hunting down the Demon Ancestor Clone and felt that starting the Wandering Plan should be considered more carefully, what if the next time it was not the Demon Ancestor Clone, but the Demon Ancestor himself? Could Yibao still handle it? Wu Chu had little confidence.

At this time, the Demon Ancestor Luohu's cultivation level was definitely among the top in this Primordial Land. However, he certainly hadn't reached the Sage Realm, since the Killing Path he cultivated required the pervasive killing intent of heaven and earth to facilitate his cultivation and comprehension.

The Three Clans have not yet begun their chaotic war, and the killing intent has not yet spread across this land. Naturally, the Demon Ancestor's cultivation is not as powerful as that of the late stage of the Dragon-Phoenix Calamity.

If they were that powerful now, they probably wouldn't need to hide and scheme behind the scenes; they could just openly unleash a bloody massacre.

Even if the Demon Ancestor hasn't reached the Sage Realm yet, he must be at the peak of the Daluo Realm; otherwise, it would be impossible for a mere clone to fight Houtu to Houtu.

If his true form were to descend, even with Houtu present, they would certainly be no match for him.

Although the Western Spirit Mountain is separated from this Purple Jade Mountain by countless Mount Buzhou, and the Demon Ancestor probably cannot descend in his true form for the time being, it would be too risky to place our hopes on the enemy.

If you were to embark on Wandering Plan, where would you go?

"What are you thinking about, fellow Daoist?"

Suddenly, Houtu appeared beside Wu Chu, standing shoulder to shoulder with him. Gazing at the scenery outside the pavilion, she sighed softly, "Fellow Daoist, there are many things here that I can learn from you, such as the methods of brewing and construction..."

Wu Chu smiled and said, "Sister, if you are willing to learn, I will certainly tell you everything I know."

"Fellow Daoist, is something on your mind?!"