Winter Outing Companions, Fuxi Gifts Silkworms

After gliding across a vast lake spanning tens of miles and traversing countless mountains, the group finally arrived at the edge of a Bamboo Sea after traveling thousands of miles.

Compared to this vast Bamboo Sea stretching for thousands of miles, a sight that amazes Wu Chu, the bamboo grove across the lake, covering an area of a dozen acres, can only be considered a small grove.

However, compared to the vastness of Purple Jade Mountain, it is Great Witch.

Only people like Wu Chu, who have never witnessed the vastness of the Primordial World, would be amazed and find it incredible when they see such a magnificent scene.

In this respect, compared to those Primordial World natives, Wu Chu seemed more like someone who had never seen much of the world.

The Bamboo Sea was covered by heavy snow, with a thick layer of snow on the ground, making the entire bamboo forest look much shorter than usual. The bamboo tips looked as if they were covered with a thick quilt, bending the bamboo waist and making the forest dark.

If it weren't for the white expanse outside and the rising sun shining obliquely on the snow, making the ground even brighter, it would probably be no different from night.

It seemed that the sound of Wu Chu and his group's arrival had startled some small animals in the forest. Several rabbits emerged from their snow burrows and ran wildly into the depths of the bamboo forest, leaving no trace in the snow and disappearing in an instant.

For the small animals of this world, such a harsh environment is truly full of malice. Food is already scarce in winter, and now it's all covered by heavy snow. If they don't dig burrows, they really won't find a single bite to eat.

Wu Chu and his companions, who brought Dragon Meat with them, naturally had no interest in rabbit meat, even though the rabbits in this world were also beings at the Innate Realm, and their meat should be delicious.

Upon seeing the Bamboo Sea, the Little Deer Cub skipped and hopped towards it, but the Fat Dog plopped down on the snow, almost sinking into it entirely.

If it were any other wolf warrior, they would probably have already chased after those rabbits by now!

Unfortunately, the Fat Dog, who had eaten Dragon Meat and grown quite plump, turned a blind eye to this, remaining indifferent, panting heavily with its tongue lolling out, looking completely spoiled.

The environment creates waste; the ancients were right!

Wu Chu looked at the Fat Dog with its tongue lolling out with a sigh, feeling that he might have committed a terrible sin, turning a perfectly good wolf warrior into this dog.

In contrast, a Little Deer Cub that never grows up seems much more lively and adorable.

This also shows the difference in bloodline strength between the two. The Fat Dog actually reaches adulthood in two or three years, but this Little Deer Cub has remained small for more than ten years.

Thump...

The Little Deer Cub bumped its head into a bamboo stalk. Judging from the way it looked up, it was clearly doing it on purpose. With a rustling sound, a snowflake fell.

Little Moon Spirit was unloading cooking utensils from the sled, preparing to show off her culinary skills, when she looked up and saw a large snowflake falling from the bamboo tips. The Little Deer Cub nimbly dodged it and then went to bump into the next tree.

The deer's cheerful calls filled the air.

After crashing into several giant bamboo trees, the snow fell in a chain reaction, collapsing from the sky and instantly burying the Little Deer Cub.

Seeing this, Wu Chu couldn't help but chuckle, thinking that the Little Deer Cub might have done it on purpose; otherwise, given its speed, the falling snow wouldn't have been able to bury it.

Before long, the Little Deer Cub shook its head and struggled to climb out of the snowdrift, its big, dark eyes looking at Nuwa with a hint of resentment. Nuwa, seeing this, laughed like a goose.

Wu Chu was somewhat bewildered, but Fuxi couldn't help but smile.

Seeing this, Wu Chu suddenly realized that Nuwa must have been behind it all. Otherwise, how could the Little Deer Cub have been unable to avoid the falling snow? With Nuwa interfering, the Little Deer Cub could only watch helplessly as it was buried in the snow.

But what could it do? It couldn't beat her in a fight, so it could only act cute and charming! It used its little head, which had just grown two small bumps, to rub against Nuwa's legs, jumping around in front of her like a silly roe deer... But as it jumped, it ended up falling deep into the snow again.

Nuwa let out another round of goose-goose-goose...

Wu Chu turned around, his slightly upturned lips twitching slightly, only then realizing that the young Nuwa Empress Nuwa also had this lively yet mischievous side.

Little Moon Spirit was setting up a barbecue grill, while Wu Chu was building a snowman nearby. Nuwa led her Little Deer Cub to play in the bamboo forest, Fuxi sat not far away, taking out his long zither and pretending to be a cultured young man.

The music, Nuwa's laughter, and the cries of the Little Deer Cub Nuwa resonated with Wu Chu.

It must be said that Fuxi's mastery of the zither was almost divine.

Wu Chu, who had casually built two snowmen, came to Fuxi's side, took out the ancient zither Purple Moon that he had made, and sincerely asked Fuxi to teach him the art of playing the zither.

The guqin, named "Purple Moon" by Wu Chu, uses "Zi" from the Purple Jade Spirit Crabapple and "Yue" from the name Little Moon Spirit. After all, this guqin is made of the heartwood of the Purple Jade Divine Tree and has Little Moon Spirit's hair as strings, so the name is not arbitrary.

Seeing Wu Chu take out an ancient zither, Fuxi's eyes revealed a strange look. "So, fellow Daoist, you also have some knowledge of the zither? How about we play a duet?"

In Wu Chu's view, the "Harmony of Music" was essentially a battle of musical skills. If one's musical skills were inferior, one could easily be led astray by the opponent, just as Wu Chu was led astray by Fuxi when playing the flute.

"Fellow Daoist, please don't laugh at me. My zither skills are actually quite poor, and I was just about to ask you for some pointers!" Wu Chu gently stroked the strings and said, "This zither is called Purple Moon. I made it using the heartwood of Purple Jade Divine Tree for the body and the hair of the Yueling for the strings..."

Fuxi examined the jade zither with its purple wood grain closely; it was quite different from the zither in his hand.

The zither in Wu Chu's hands has a body that has evolved over thousands of years and is more in line with modern aesthetics; it is longer and narrower than the zither in Fuxi's hands.

Fuxi gently stroked the long zither before him and smiled, saying, "This zither has no name; its body is made of Ten-Thousand-Year Firmiana Tree, and its strings are made of Celestial Silkworm Silk..."

"Celestial Silkworm Silk?"

Wu Chu's eyes lit up immediately. "Where can I find such a creature? Do you still have any?"

Fuxi paused for a moment, then shook his head slightly and said, "Ordinary silkworms are easy to find, but Celestial Silkworm are rare. What use do you have for them, fellow Daoist? Do you wish to make another zither?"

"No, no, this Purple Moon sword is enough. But silk can be used to make clothes! Alas! It's a pity I don't know where to find it, if only..."

As they were talking, Fuxi took out a small bamboo tube from his waist and handed it to Wu Chu.

Wu Chu was taken aback and asked, "What is this?"

"There are two Celestial Silkworm that I sealed away earlier. If you want them, you may take them."

Fuxi's sudden generosity caught Wu Chu off guard. "This... this is far too valuable! I have nothing to offer in exchange!"

"If you feel bad about it, fellow Daoist, you can give me that flute!"

Fuxi smiled and spoke boldly.