Chapter 313 Planting Spirit Peach
Two weeks later.
The sky was a clear, deep blue, with fluffy white clouds floating like cotton candy.
A golden eagle sped through the air, its golden crest standing on end from time to time, shimmering with golden brilliance in the sunlight, its iron feathers possessing a dull metallic texture.
Han Yan saw the golden-red mist rising in the distance and gently patted the back of the golden-feathered eagle.
"Adjust your course and fly towards that black mountain spewing red mist."
The golden-feathered eagle let out a clear cry, its wings flapping gently as it flew straight toward Crimson Flame Peak.
After entering the mountain-protecting formation, it let out another hiss, began to slow down, and descended towards the edge of the cold pool.
A similar cry rang out from the mountains and forests. It twisted its neck, searching for a fellow creature circling in the distance.
It let out a clear chirp, as if asking its owner.
Han Yan had raised the beast using a blood pact method, and understood its thoughts, wanting to go out and 'play'.
Normally, the beast tamers can only fly within their own dojo, which is quite lonely.
"After you take me to that pool, you can leave."
However, you must not attack any living creatures. This is not our territory, understand?
The golden eagle let out a few short, cheerful cries, indicating that it understood its master's meaning and would not cause trouble.
It landed on the open ground by the cold pool, nuzzled its owner's chest a few times, bent its legs slightly, and with a powerful push, took off into the air.
Upon seeing the visitor, Wei Songtao, who was leisurely playing chess in the shade of a tree beside the stone house, suddenly stood up and whispered:
"Old Tian, I'm not going any further. Our grandmaster is currently cultivating in his cave. I'm going to entertain the guests."
Since he did not aspire to further improve his cultivation, he only spent half an hour cultivating each day to maintain his cultivation level and prevent it from declining, leaving him with a lot of free time.
To pass the time, he and Tian Tiezhu both loved playing chess, and were both terrible at it.
He was deeply impressed by the guests who came today when the celebration was held at Crimson Flame Peak.
Among the cultivators who came and went during the Chaoyuan stage, there were not many female cultivators, and each of them was beautiful.
Although he only glanced at them a few times out of the corner of his eye, they left a deep impression on him.
"Go ahead," Tian Tiezhu waved his hand, wanting to think about his next move.
Wei Songtao jogged up to meet him and said as calmly as possible:
"Grandmaster Ji is currently in his cave. Judging from his usual habits, he will probably not emerge for another hour or so. Should I inform him?"
Han Yan glanced at the sun's altitude and waved her hand, saying:
"I sent a message to the Golden Sword this morning to arrange a time with Junior Brother Ji. He should be out soon, so there's no need to inform him."
She had anticipated this situation before coming and had notified them in advance.
Wei Songtao said in a low voice:
"In that case, please wait in the living room, Master."
"Lead the way."
Two quarters of an hour later, Ji An walked out of the cave, rode a cloud to the cold pool, and saw Wei Songnian standing at the entrance of the living room waving to him.
He landed in the living room, stepped inside, and bowed, saying:
"Senior sister, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."
Han Yan put down the pine nuts in her hand and stood up:
"I just arrived, so there's no need to wait too long."
Besides, the hospitality here is excellent; waiting a little longer won't hurt.
Second-grade medium-quality pine nuts are not something you can eat whenever you want.
"Haha, senior sister, please have a seat."
Ji An gave a warm greeting, and the guests took their seats.
Han Yan took out a small, dark red wooden box, her eyes sparkling with a bright smile:
"Junior brother, the ancestor specifically instructed me to deliver eight second-grade top-quality peach seeds."
As she spoke, she used her object manipulation technique to send the box to the other person.
"Thank you for your help, senior sister."
Ji An opened the box and extended his divine sense to feel the life force of the seed.
His brows furrowed slightly. Among these seeds, two were full of vitality, while the rest were somewhat 'congenitally deficient'.
Perhaps it was because the spirit peach tree was already nearing the end of its life when it was nurturing the spirit fruit.
Noticing his expression, Han Yan spoke:
"Junior Brother should know about the situation of the Spirit Tree. This year, not only are there fewer fruits than usual, but the spiritual energy and medicinal power they contain have also decreased."
"It's a pity that the sect will no longer have top-grade spirit peaches for alchemy."
Without top-grade spirit peaches, she will be able to refine high-level pills less often.
Ji An said in a deep voice:
"In a few years, Senior Sister will see new top-grade spirit peaches being cultivated."
"Junior brother is so confident, I'm really looking forward to it."
By the way, the Diligent Work Hall has approved my experiment with the pill formula. I hope you will deliver more Grade 2 pine honey to the Treasure Pavilion when it's ready. Currently, we only need Grade 2 low-grade pine honey.
Han Yan's plan is to first refine pills that can be consumed by cultivators in the late Foundation Establishment stage, and accumulate some experience in creating pill formulas.
If all goes well, try using second-grade mid-level pine nuts as the main ingredient to refine pills for the Chaoyuan stage.
This is a long-term research project, and the sect has given her ten years to experiment.
"Congratulations, Senior Sister. If you successfully develop a pill formula in the future, it will be a great achievement, and all the cultivators in the sect will remember your contribution."
but"
Ji An changed the subject and said:
"Because the inventory is limited, my senior sister wants a large quantity of pine honey, so she will have to wait a few more months."
By then, the pine nuts will be ripe, allowing the fire ants to produce more pine honey.
"Just act according to Junior Brother's actual situation. How many second-tier Crimson Cloud Pines are there on Crimson Flame Peak now?"
"206 low-grade second-class red pine trees and 16 medium-grade trees."
Han Yan revealed her pearly teeth and raised her eyebrows:
"This is great news. I think the sect's most scarce fire-elemental spiritual items will gradually become more plentiful."
Two hundred red cloud pines can produce tens of thousands of catties of pine nuts every year. Even if this junior brother only hands over half, the sect's treasure pavilion will still have an income of 30,000 catties.
These pine nuts alone are enough to satisfy the needs of a dozen or so Foundation Establishment disciples who cultivate the Fire Element Technique for refining spiritual items for a year.
After chatting for a while, Han Yan said somewhat shyly:
"Junior brother, please let me know when the mid-grade spirit peaches here ripen this year. I'd like to buy some to keep on hand."
In another two or three years, a batch of spiritual herbs in the sect's herb garden will mature, at which time she can begin refining pills.
Good materials need to be prepared in advance, otherwise you may not be able to buy them when you need them.
"No problem. This year, there are three mid-grade spirit peach trees on Crimson Flame Peak that will bear fruit. How many fruits does Senior Sister need?"
Each second-tier mid-grade spirit peach tree yields about twenty fruits. He plans to keep ten for himself in case of emergency, and hand over the rest to the sect or trade them away.
"Would thirty be okay?"
Han Yan asked somewhat nervously, as this number was indeed quite large.
Ji An pondered for a moment, then reluctantly agreed:
"Since it was the first time my senior sister asked, I agreed."
The implication was that he would be in a difficult position if the customer asked for such a large quantity again in the future.
"Thank you, junior brother," Han Yan said with a beaming smile.
There are quantity limits on the materials that can be exchanged for pills in the Treasure Pavilion. There is a certain quota every year, and the sect will use these materials to issue pill refining tasks.
Half an hour later, Han Yan rode away on the golden-feathered eagle, completely satisfied.
The two golden eagles let out a simultaneous cry, as if bidding farewell.
Not long after the guests left, the golden-red mist atop Crimson Flame Peak sank into the mountain's interior.
The intense golden and fire energy quickly dissipated, and the small monsters that had been hiding emerged from the cave and began to hunt for food.
Ji An held the spirit peach seed in his palm and released the Azure Dragon Awakening Technique.
The spell's effect was confined to a small area, enveloping his palm.
A small, cyan dragon, about the size of an index finger, floated above the palm of the hand, and emerald light, like jade beads, fell and disappeared into the seed.
A vibrant sense of life emerges, and the air is filled with the scent of vigorous growth.
The peach seed was like a traveler who had been walking in the desert for days without water, greedily absorbing the magical essence.
After casting the spell twice, Ji An finally managed to restore some of the vitality of all the seeds.
The seed no longer absorbs magical light, and he ceases casting spells.
After a moment of contemplation, he made up his mind and activated the Withering and Flourishing Technique.
A continuous stream of emerald light was drawn from the two weakest peach varieties to nourish the others.
These peach varieties share a common life force, and this method can be used to cultivate seeds with greater potential.
Although two seeds are missing, the future potential is brighter.
Ji An put away the peach seeds and gave the instructions:
"Songtao, take out all the peach seeds stored in the warehouse. I need them later."
In recent years, Crimson Flame Peak has produced a considerable number of second-tier mid-grade spirit peaches.
He specially collected the seeds for this day.
There are still two acres of vacant land in the Fire Spirit Plant Garden, it's time to plant them all with spirit peach trees.
"Yes, ma'am."
Wei Songtao ran to the warehouse to retrieve the spirit seed, presented it to the warehouse, and said:
"Grandmaster, there are a total of thirty-six spirit seeds."
Ji An extended his divine sense, selected fifteen seeds with the strongest vitality, placed them on the stone table, and then released the Azure Dragon Awakening Technique.
A tiny, palm-sized azure dragon emerged from the void, its scales fine and its form elegant.
Its eyes shone with a gleam, carrying a hint of arrogance that looked down upon the world.
The jade beads containing the image of the Azure Dragon eagerly seeped into the seed, and the seed shell could not pose any obstacle at all.
When Wei Songtao heard the dragon's roar, he felt as if it were thunder in spring, shaking his heart.
The burgeoning wood elemental energy nourished the peach seeds. Ji An manipulated the withering and flourishing spell, plundering the life force of the weak seeds to replenish the other seeds, until the seeds could no longer contain any more life energy.
Ji An arrived at the orchard and took out a second-grade top-quality spirit peach seed, placing it into his storage bag.
He planted the remaining twenty peach seeds evenly in the vacant land, and then activated the Yellow Dragon Enhancing Yuan Technique.
Yellow spiritual light covered the land and slowly seeped into it, nourishing the profound spiritual essence that lingered within.
He changed the hand seals, conjuring up the Cloud Dragon Rain Technique.
In an instant, dark clouds loomed overhead, and lightning flashed.
The nourishing rain poured down, and the mist spread.
The peach seedlings broke through the soil and, when the rain stopped, had grown to knee height.
Ji An checked the dryness of the soil and then activated the Zhu Rong Divine Fire Incantation.
A humanoid phantom resembling a burning flame appeared for a moment, and red flames rose from the ground.
Flames are a manifestation of magic, not a physical entity.
The Ding Fire continued for a moment, then suddenly transformed into the dark golden Bing Fire, further stimulating the vitality of the fire-elemental spiritual plants.
"Hehe," Ji An chuckled and nodded in satisfaction.
Now, Crimson Flame Peak no longer has any idle spiritual fields.
(End of this chapter)
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