Chen Xun was planting trees in his own fields in the Tai Wang Immortal Domain.
This place had once been ravaged by other cultivators. Now, Myriad Trees Form a Forest.
After all, true treasure lands would never be put up for sale. Chen Xun had bought almost nothing but these barren spiritual mountains.
"Brother Xun, the Three Thousand Immortal Territories are holding memorial rites for you. They've made it known to heaven and earth!"
Little Crimson ran excitedly out of the mountains, covered in fallen leaves like a refugee fleeing famine. It roared furiously, "You audacious cultivators of the Three Thousand Immortal Territories!!"
Chen Xun was squatting on the ground, still watering the trees with immortal water.
This immortal water was true immortal water, nourished by the heaven and earth of the Eternal Immortal Frontier, carrying a clear, translucent shade of green.
Chen Xun turned his head and smiled. "No matter. Let them be. Such trifles are less important than planting trees."
He slowly rose to his feet and gazed at his 'forest-field realm' with delight in his eyes. Not far away, Big Black Ox was still running about, taking out seed after seed and planting them in the soil.
These seeds were not Crane Spirit Tree seeds.
They too had been brought out from the Eternal Immortal Frontier, originating from the Myriad Mountains. They could nourish the earth's qi, purify Immortal Spirit Qi, and gradually generate immortal qi. They were considered one of the Eternal Immortal Frontier's precious trees, called—Kunqiu.
"Ah?" Little Crimson froze, then crept closer on tiptoe. "Brother Xun, aren't we going to teach them a lesson? They're slandering a Dao Ancestor!"
"Fourth Brother."
He Ling approached and said gently, "Those who spread slander will naturally find their immortal dao obstructed. There is no need to bother