"Big Guy, dig up a few more shovelfuls of soil and bring them over. There isn't quite enough."
"Three-Head, when you go in to plant this lotus root in a moment, be very careful. Don't break off the shoots on it."
"Little Orchid, go pick another melon for me."
"Nut, be careful! Don't spill the spirit liquid! I paid a fortune for it!"
"Lulu, you... just keep resting."
"Whew-" After wandering around for a couple of laps, Yue Wen let out a long breath. "That really wore me out."
Creating this mud pool had taken some thought. Simply digging a pit in the ground would never work; any spirit liquid poured in would soon seep away.
But lining it with other materials might block the earth energy in Immortal Dew Valley. If it could not produce Spirit Yang Immortal Dew, all of this would be meaningless.
After some thought, Yue Wen decided to cut the felled trees into planks. Made from trees native to Immortal Dew Valley, these planks surely would not obstruct the circulation of the Yang Wood Dao Rhythm.
Those felled plants and trees were useless anyway. Recently, the Wood Demons had piled them up so they would take up less space, but they still formed a huge, towering heap that was an eyesore.
It was rare to find a use for them, so this counted as putting waste to good use.
Directing the little Wood Demons as they worked was quite mentally taxing for him, too. After a busy stretch lasting nearly half a day, they finally finished planting the lotus root.
Seeing the Three-Headed Flower Stalk climb out covered in mud, Yue Wen stepped forward. "Thanks for the hard work. Hurry and wipe yourself off."
"No need, Master," Three-Head said delightedly. "This spirit liquid smells so