Reckless, a Qiankun Object

Wu Chu felt he had been too hasty and shouldn't have been so polite to Fuxi.

Who would have thought that just a habitual polite gesture would be met with such indifference from Fuxi!

Of course, in terms of value, the bamboo flute with only three Merit Divine Patterns, which can only be considered the lowest-level Merit Spiritual Treasure, is still inferior to these two Celestial Silkworm.

However, it depends on who is using it. In Fuxi's hands, the bamboo flute could be easily played to produce intoxicating melodies, making people easily intoxicated by it.

Wu Chu did not believe that Fuxi coveted his Merit Spirit Treasure, since his own Fuxi Zither was a top-grade Merit Spiritual Treasure.

In Wu Chu's view, successfully crafting a guqin and developing the Dao of Music shouldn't be enough to transform it into a top-grade Merit Spiritual Treasure. After all, his Wolf-Hair Brush and Xuan Paper, as representatives of the Dao of Civilization, only possessed mid-grade Merit. He guessed that Fuxi used his own Merit to enhance the quality of the guqin!

Therefore, how could a bamboo flute with only three Merit Divine Patterns possibly catch Fuxi's eye? He probably just wanted to study the instrument.

For Wu Chu, those two Celestial Silkworm were far more useful than the flute. The uses of Celestial Silkworm Silk far surpassed those of a musical instrument used only for entertainment.

Therefore, in Wu Chu's view, this transaction was actually a win-win situation. It's just that Fuxi, who clearly had thick eyebrows and big eyes and looked like an honest man, didn't play by the rules, which made Wu Chu a little unhappy, as if he had been taken advantage of.

As Fuxi played the bamboo flute, Wu Chu silently gazed at the two Celestial Silkworm, each about an inch thick, sealed inside the bamboo tube, and fell into deep thought.

What do they usually eat? Are there mulberry leaves for them to eat on Purple Jade Mountain? Do Celestial Silkworm eat other foods? They probably do!

Wu Chu couldn't help but recall raising silkworms when he was a child. He fed them with sow Ixeris, but all the silkworms got diarrhea, and several died. He was so frightened that he had to search everywhere for mulberry leaves to feed them. But in the end, he still failed to raise them successfully.

I hope I don't let these two Celestial Silkworm die too!

Wu Chu was somewhat worried.

So, after Fuxi finished playing a tune, he asked him for advice on how to raise silkworms.

Wu Chu didn't realize that Fuxi had never learned to play the flute, yet the flute was more obedient in his hands than in Wu Chu's, and the tunes he played were far superior to those Wu Chu played.

Fuxi found Wu Chu's worries somewhat amusing and said, "Fellow Daoist, you don't need to worry about the food for these two Celestial Silkworm at all; they can eat anything. Of course, it's best to feed them with the tender leaves of some Spirit Root. The tender leaves of your Purple Jade Spirit Crabapple are quite good."

Upon hearing this, Wu Chu thought to himself, "Damn it! These two Celestial Silkworm are too picky! The Purple Jade Spirit Crabapple is a top-grade Spirit Root! Using its tender leaves to raise silkworms is too extravagant!"

For some reason, Wu Chu felt a little excited.

Or perhaps we should go back and discuss it with Sacred Tree?

Wu Chu pondered for a moment, then casually tucked the bamboo tube into his belt, leaving Fuxi utterly bewildered. "Fellow Daoist, you don't have Qiankun Object?" he asked, pointing to Wu Chu's waist.

Wu Chu shook his head decisively and said matter-of-factly, "My cultivation is too low, and I don't know how to refine Qiankun Object. I'm truly ashamed! I've made you laugh at me, fellow Daoist."

Fuxi did indeed smile, and finally said, "If you are willing, I can refine one for you, but..."

"To refine this, one must understand the Dao of Qiankun, right?" Wu Chu asked curiously, "Could it be that what you, fellow Daoist, have comprehended is this Dao of Qiankun?"

Fuxi shook his head, "That's not it! I only know a little bit about it myself."

Wu Chu coughed lightly and said, "Then, what are your conditions, fellow Daoist?"

Fuxi looked in the direction they had come from and said, "I need some dragon scales. If you'd like, fellow Daoist..."

"Take as much as you want, if you wish."

Without saying a word, Wu Chu waved his hand and said in a very magnanimous manner.

Anyway, those things are useless to him. If he could exchange them for a Qiankun Bag, that would be much more convenient.

Finally, he asked, "But what materials do I need to prepare to refine this Qiankun Object? You know my cultivation is low, and I have nothing else of value on me."

Fuxi naturally noticed Wu Chu's predicament. Although there were many Merit Spiritual Treasure auras in Wu Chu's place of residence, Fuxi, who had visited, knew very well that those things were actually just ordinary objects, which only became Spirit Treasure because of the Merit Power.

With such a low level of cultivation, it's understandable that he can only use ordinary items.

However, Fuxi did not underestimate Wu Chu because of his low cultivation level. After all, for someone with such low cultivation level to be able to create so many Merit Spiritual Treasure, his comprehension and Fortune were beyond what an ordinary Primordial World being could match.

Moreover, Wu Chu as the final form of the Eighty-One Dharma Forms manifestations of the Heavenly Dao. In Fuxi's eyes, this identity alone made him no ordinary being.

Moreover, as long as Wu Chu knows how to refine Spirit Treasure, he can find countless materials for refining Spirit Treasure on that Azure Dragon, instead of being as poor as he is now.

"I don't need much; I just want to use those dragon scales to forge a set of Dragon-Scale Armor for my younger sister..."

"Brother, I don't need those things."

At this moment, Nuwa emerged gracefully from the bamboo forest with her Little Deer Cub. The Little Deer Cub followed closely behind her, still looking like a silly, bouncy roe deer.

Clearly, it has forgiven Nuwa for her mischief.

"This Azure Dragon is only at the Golden Immortal Realm, and the armor made from its scales can't be of very high quality. Besides, the Dragon Clan is powerful now, and wearing that kind of thing would easily attract trouble."

The current Nuwa does not yet possess the grand vision of a future Sage of heaven and earth. After all, the Dragon Ancestor Zulong is still alive, and the cultivation levels of other Dragon Clan powerhouses are no less than theirs.

It was perfectly normal for Nuwa to be unwilling to provoke the Dragon Clan during this period. It's safe to assume that even the three brothers, Taishang and his brother, wouldn't easily provoke such powerful enemies.

Upon seeing this, Wu Chu cried out in distress, "No, Fellow Daoist Nuwa, if you don't want those dragon scales, I have nothing else to offer in exchange for Fellow Daoist Fuxi!"

Nuwa chuckled and said, "Then you shall pass on your Cooking Dao to me! In my spare time, I can also prepare some delicious food to treat myself."

Upon hearing this, Wu Chu smiled and said, "That's easy. I'll give you a recipe later. You can try it out, or you can discuss it with Little Moon Spirit. Little Moon Spirit's cooking skills are far superior to mine. At most, I can only offer her some suggestions."

"Then it's settled!" Nuwa said, looking at Fuxi and calling him "brother" in a clear voice. Fuxi immediately abandoned all principles, "As long as my Mei Xi!"

Seeing the happy brother and sister, Wu Chu was also very happy, feeling like he had gotten another freebie.

Indeed, in this primitive era of eating raw meat and drinking blood, developing Dao of Cuisine was the way to reap the greatest rewards! Who would easily let down delicious food?