It turned out that the storage pouch contained not only a great many seeds, but even several withered, broken Xianglan Bamboos. What especially astonished Xiao Hua was that the root of the Youth-Preserving Grass he had always wanted was also plainly in sight!
Thinking of what Chun Kui had said earlier, Xiao Hua nodded inwardly. Give someone immortal grass, and your hand retains its lingering fragrance. So it truly is!
Thus, Xiao Hua did not delay. His mind entered the space, and he awakened all the puppets, having them level out medicinal fields on a patch of wasteland in preparation for planting all the discarded seeds. As for the Xianglan Bamboos, he planted them in the pool of water where the Water Pattern Butterfly resided.
As for the lifeless roots and stalks of the Youth-Preserving Grass, Xiao Hua thought for a moment before tossing them far away to the edge of the space. He did not want to make any moves at this time and provoke an accident.
It seems I need to properly comprehend control over the space! Xiao Hua thought. There are more and more things in the space now. Little Silver and Little Yellow are obedient, but if this Dream Mirage Butterfly hatches from its egg, it may not be controllable. I must keep these things separated!
Xiao Hua had already understood the cultivation method of "A Thousand Threads, Ten Thousand Strands." It was exceedingly strange, and he did not dare attempt it at this time. After some thought, he slowly refined the Earth Crystal Yao Ru with the "Earth Evolution" mental technique while beginning to ponder the mysteries of the "Soul Thorn" in his heart.
Far north of Xi Country, in a place seldom touched by human footsteps, fierce winds howled and yellow sand filled the