Primordial World Watermelon, Another Spiritual Root

Wu Chu opened the Storage Bag and looked inside. "Wow, is this Wheat or barley?"

What came into view was a field of golden wheat awns, but since the species in this world were generally large, these wheat awns were rather long and the fruits were also quite large.

However, judging from the fact that the fruit has a shell, it is most likely Wheat.

I reached out and gently touched the wheat awns, and found that they were quite prickly.

However, for Wu Chu, whose physical strength was comparable to that of a low- to mid-grade Spirit Treasure, this thing, though a bit prickly, couldn't hurt him.

Besides Wheat, Wu Chu also discovered red sorghum, but the sorghum stalks were as tall as him, making him unsure if it was the same thing.

"Haha... What's this, Watermelon?"

Wu Chu couldn't help but burst into laughter. He pulled a Watermelon, almost as tall as himself, out of his Storage Bag. Its surface was covered with alternating green and white spots.

Hong Yun laughed heartily upon hearing this, saying, "This thing comes from the Western Land, so calling it Watermelon is quite fitting. When I first saw it growing in the ground, I found it strange. But after cutting it open, I discovered that the flesh inside was bright red like gauze, incredibly juicy, sweet, and thirst-quenching..."

Wu Chu casually tossed the large Watermelon toward Little Moon Spirit, saying, "Little Moon Spirit, go cut it open, into small pieces, and arrange them on a plate. Have some fruit for everyone after the meal. Also, pick out the seeds and save them; we can cultivate them ourselves here on Purple Jade Mountain later..."

As he spoke, he rummaged through his Storage Bag.

Many of the spiritual plants inside were things he didn't recognize.

Not long after, he pulled out another purple thing.

This is... an eggplant?!

Along with the plant he pulled out, there was also the entire plant. Clearly, Hong Yun had brought back the whole eggplant plant.

After rummaging around for a while, Wu Chu discovered that there was actually a mid-grade innate Spirit Root Innate Spirit Root in this Storage Bag, with green fruits growing on it.

Wu Chu examined them carefully and found that the fruits looked somewhat like persimmons. However, these persimmons were rather strange in appearance, with a 'ghost face' on each one, making them look rather ugly. He didn't know if the fruits were poisonous.

"This is a Spirit Root!"

Wu Chu looked at Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi with a wry smile.

The two laughed upon hearing this. Hong Yun waved his hand and said, "It's only of medium grade. It won't have much effect on us. We might as well give it to you, fellow Daoist. Perhaps you can use it to make more delicious dried fruit and candied fruit. Then we can have a taste."

It must be said that their generosity is truly impressive; at least Houtu and Qingqiu Li both felt that these two fellow Daoists were well worth befriending.

Wu Chu laughed and said, "Very well!"

As he spoke, he casually tossed the Spirit Root, which could be called the 'Ghost-Faced Persimmon,' out of the Main Hall, where it landed on a cliff deep in the valley below, next to the White-Barked Pine tree, to keep it company.

Then he continued rummaging through the Storage Bag.

In the end, he could only recognize these few things at a glance; the vast majority were unrecognizable to him, and their usefulness would have to be determined through experimentation.

"Little Fei'er, do you have any more pine nuts? They smell really good, perfect with some wine. Give me some more!"

Hong Yun was peeling pine nuts, looked at Hua Feier, who was serving him, and asked.

Zhen Yuanzi would never do something so impolite.

Hua Feier nodded her little head and said, "Please wait a moment, senior, I'll go get it for you!"

Hong Yun sat casually by the table and sighed, "It's so much better to stay on Fellow Daoist's Purple Jade Mountain! There's plenty of good food and drink, and we can even watch dances and listen to music. My dear brother, your Wuzhuang Temple should really learn from it."

Zhen Yuanzi looked speechless. "That's a Daoist temple. How can it be the same?"

Wu Chu couldn't help but chuckle upon hearing this. Just imagine, putting on a song and dance performance in the solemn and tranquil atmosphere of Wuzhuang Temple Daoist School, a Daoist sanctuary... emm...

This is really putting the Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi in a difficult position!

Before long, Little Moon Spirit brought in a fruit platter, on which were neatly stacked Watermelon she had cut. Wu Chu didn't stand on ceremony; he casually beckoned a slice and took a small bite.

It is indeed crisp and juicy, a little mushy, with a moderate sweetness and a unique melon aroma. The taste is good. The only downside is that it wasn't chilled, so it wasn't refreshing enough.

Wu Chu then said to Little Moon Spirit, "Little Moon Spirit, take some and chill it. This stuff will taste even better chilled. You can also juice the pulp..."

How about some chilled Watermelon juice?

After enjoying the Watermelon for a while, Qingqiu Li asked Hong Yun and the others, "May I ask when you two plan to repair those ley lines again?"

Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi looked at Qingqiu Li with some confusion upon hearing this. Wu Chu also looked at her with the same confusion; the question sounded a bit like an invitation to leave.

But you are the master of Qingqiu, not the master of this Purple Jade Mountain!

Qingqiu Li paused for a moment when she saw everyone looking at her, then smiled and said, "Actually, I wanted to go with you two to see how the earth veins are being repaired. If I can help, I would be happy to do so, but I don't know if it would be too much trouble for you two?"

Hearing this, Wu Chu silently breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, this old fox didn't act recklessly or overstep his bounds, otherwise it would have been a bit awkward.

After all, he wouldn't do something like forgetting his friends for a pretty face.

Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi also seemed to realize something. Finally, Hong Yun said, "It's not troublesome at all. We welcome Fellow Qingqiu to participate, after all, more people mean more strength! But if Fellow Daoist leaves like this, will Qingqiu be okay with it?"

In contrast, he and Zhen Yuanzi were both alone and rarely had anything to do. But Qingqiu had a large family that needed Qingqiu Li's care, which was a different story.

Qingqiu Li smiled and said, "There's no need to worry about that. I doubt anyone would suddenly attack my Qingqiu now. However, I'm currently helping A Chu refine Spirit Treasure, which may take several decades to complete. I wonder if you two fellow Daoists..."

Hong Yun laughed and said, "That's alright. We were just thinking of staying here with Fellow Daoist Bu Chu for a while. Fellow Daoist Bu Chu, you're not worried about us eating you out of house and home, are you?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Chu waved his hand and laughed, "Please, gentlemen, eat and drink to your heart's content!"

He wasn't afraid of idiots like the Twelve Ancestral Witches coming here to eat and drink, so why would he be afraid of these two?

In truth, it would only require a bit of spirit wine. Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi don't actually eat much meat; they're mainly just trying something new. But the spirit wine...

Hong Yun has become someone who's always carrying a gourd of wine and can't live without it.

So Qingqiu Li stood up, bowed to them, apologized, and continued upstairs to refine treasures for Wu Chu.

Wu Chu guessed that Qingqiu Li was after the Merit of repairing the earth's veins.

Wu Chu naturally supported this, since Merit would definitely benefit Qingqiu Li's future. He also hoped that when the Three Clans War broke out in the future, Qingqiu Li could rely on those Merit to escape the calamity and avoid dying at that time.

And so, Hong Yun and Zhen Yuanzi settled down on Purple Jade Mountain.