A Mouthful of Spiritual Spring

True Person Nanchen smiled and let her play with his hair as she pleased.

"You're the you who cultivated at the Great Myriad Sect for a month. Come, I'll take you to see Meditation Cliff."

Meditation Cliff was merely a cliff face. The spiritual energy around it had been deliberately drained away, and disciples occasionally climbed over to toss in Bigu Pills.

Without spiritual power, one could not cultivate. Whatever cultivation one had upon entering was what one would have upon leaving, wasting time for nothing—genuine, pure reflection.

The two had just arrived when they saw two streaks of light flying over. True Person Nanchen quickly took her into hiding.

The newcomers were Fairy Xueyun and Fairy Nishang. Shortly afterward, Madam Li was brought out.

Fairy Xueyun made her swear a Heart Demon Oath that she would never harm Jiang Wan again. Otherwise, her cultivation would be destroyed, and heavenly lightning would strike her to pieces.

Holding Jiang Wan in the shadows, True Person Nanchen transmitted his voice to her.

"Your mother made the right move. Once she swears a Heart Demon Oath, she won't be able to harm you again."

Jiang Wan watched Fairy Nishang take Madam Li away. Only then did Fairy Xueyun call them out.

"You two, hiding in the dark like this—what sort of behavior is that?

"Don't worry. Mother has already made her swear a Heart Demon Oath. She won't hurt you again. If you encounter her at the Great Myriad Sect in the future, stay away from her."

Jiang Wan knew they had spared Madam Li because they cared about Jiang Yao's feelings. But Jiang Yao, the fated female protagonist, was no good thing. From what Jiang Wan had observed these past days, Jiang Yao might well have transmigrated too—or perhaps she had been reborn.

"Okay, Mother, I understand."

"Mother, Mother, I'm back!"

[You bear karma by the tens of millions. Though your mother has forgiven you, she still cannot let go of the fact that you personally annihilated your Second Brother.

To further whitewash yourself, revive the Second Brother whose soul and spirit you personally shattered from the River of Time.

Mission Difficulty: Supreme

Mission Reward: One small spiritual spring, freely placeable.]

Jiang Wan knew she had a Second Brother, but she had never seen him. How was she supposed to revive him? No, find him?

Just as she was pondering this, a green streak of light flew over from afar. Upon landing, it spun like Thomas, revealing a figure in fresh, elegant green wide-sleeved robes with a baby face.

With an exaggerated entrance, his brisk, cheerful voice brimmed with excitement.

"Mother, I heard you found my real little sister. Hey, I've never seen this little girl before. Could she be the little sister who was switched at birth?"

Jiang Wan obediently called out:

"Second Brother!"

"Hey, little sister! This little sister is so pretty, cute and well-behaved. Look what delicious food Second Brother brought you."

[Revive the deceased Second Brother Jiang Muyi from the River of Time. The newly appointed River of Time Canal Governor especially enjoys robbing all kinds of Heavenly Prodigies. You must have paid an immense price this time; it was truly difficult.

Mission completed.

Mission Reward: Small spiritual spring upgraded to a mid-grade spiritual spring.]

Just as Jiang Wan was considering where to place the spiritual spring, a foul smell reached her nose.

She looked at Second Brother, True Person Muyi, excitedly holding out a black lump before her.

Jiang Wan suddenly understood. If she became the Great Demon five hundred years later, the reason she killed this Second Brother must have been because he fed her poop.

Fairy Xueyun and Nan Chen immediately covered their noses and retreated ten meters.

Fairy Xueyun scolded,

"Bastard, what filthy thing have you taken out?"

True Person Muyi was helpless. He personally took a bite, his face full of enjoyment.

"Don't look so horrified. This is stinky tofu from the mortal realm. It smells foul but tastes delicious. If you don't believe me, take a bite. I guarantee you won't vomit."

Jiang Wan was speechless. The moment she saw her Second Brother eating it, she remembered.

Oh no, dead memories suddenly attacked me.

Tofu soaked in corpse water, tofu pickled in toilets—she would not eat it, absolutely not.

Sob, sob. Second Brother had a baby face, so why was he so terrifying?

She wanted to run~~ but could not escape--.

With his bizarre movement technique, Second Brother appeared in front of the white-haired True Person Nanchen holding her in the very next instant.

"Little sister, if you don't like that, Second Brother has other delicious things."

Jiang Wan watched him stuff the stinky tofu into his sleeve, then pull out a yellow piece. It was fruit flesh, and it smelled too, but this was something she could accept.

Durian flesh—sob, sob, she liked this. Just as she reached out to take it, she heard Second Brother say:

"Little sister, this is good. Sweeter than shit, not as sticky as shit."

Jiang Wan: ...

Her little hand froze in midair. Did he even want people to eat it?

True Person Nanchen helped her pull back her outstretched hand.

He carried her away. Jiang Wan lay over True Person Nanchen's shoulder, staring at the durian flesh in Second Brother's hand. To eat or not to eat—this was a question worth considering.

After Jiang Wan returned to her courtyard, she played in the yard.

The white-robed, white-haired True Person Nanchen cultivated in the courtyard.

When Muyi arrived, this was the sight he saw. He walked behind Jiang Wan, who was squatting on the ground digging a hole, intending to give the little girl a fright.

Instead, he saw water in the small pit Jiang Wan had dug. The spiritual spring had only just begun to seep out, with dirt still around it, and Second Brother Muyi misunderstood.

"Aha! Little sister, you're peeing and mixing mud! I caught you, didn't I?!"

Jiang Wan looked at his green robes. Anyone who did not know better would think he was a grass spirit.

"Second Brother, take a drink!"

By now, the spiritual spring bubbling up from underground had become clean and clear. Jiang Wan cupped up a handful for him to drink.

Muyi lowered his head and sniffed. His eyes immediately widened, and he took a huge gulp straight from her hands.

It startled True Person Nanchen so badly that he rushed over with a whoosh.

He had not been completely absorbed in meditation. He had heard Muyi say, "Peeing and mixing mud," then heard Jiang Wan tell him to take a drink. With a sweep of his divine sense, he saw that Muyi was actually drinking it, and hurried over in alarm.

This Muyi was a foodie—there was nothing he would not eat. Jiang Wan was only a three-year-old child, and when she told him to drink, he really drank?

Muyi took a huge gulp, stunned. Seeing Nan Chen approach, he grabbed him and urged him to drink the water from the little puddle on the ground.

Nan Chen's fists hardened.

Suddenly, his gaze settled upon the puddle. His expression grew increasingly grave.

With a wave of his hand, a droplet of water flew up. He sensed immense spiritual energy fluctuations within it. He placed the droplet in his mouth, his phoenix eyes flying wide as he looked at Muyi in disbelief.

"Spiritual Spring Water?"

Muyi rarely wore such a solemn expression as he nodded.

"That's right, it's Spiritual Spring Water." As he spoke, he waved a hand over the ground, forming a large pit around the spring eye, from which Spiritual Spring Water gushed forth in bubbling streams.

But Jiang Wan was within the area of the pit, and she fell in before she could react.

True Person Nanchen swiftly scooped her out, dusted her off, and cast a Dust Removal Technique. Once again, she was a clean little fairy.

"Wanwan, did you dig out this spiritual spring?"

Jiang Wan spread her chubby little hands, her face innocent.

"I dunno. I just dug around a little and it came out. Is this water tasty? Fill some up for me. I want to save it for bathing, and for bathing Fat Tiger, and for bathing the little turtle too."

True Person Muyi and True Person Nanchen both fell silent.

Up to now, only the Great Myriad Sect possessed a spiritual spring. Other small sects and Lineages could only receive half a bowl of spiritual spring water from the Great Myriad Sect for a single drink when they rendered meritorious service or offered tribute once every three years.