Elder Wenqing's hair stood on end, most notably his spiky gray beard, and his bright eyes were filled with rage and shame.
"You're talking nonsense, you're slandering me."
Ye Xiruo snorted coldly: "Not at all! After all, you were the only outsider at the scene of the crime. Even if you wanted to clear your name, it wouldn't be easy."
"There are only the two of you in this bamboo forest. What else do you two have to say?"
"Isn't that right? After all, no one has any evidence, so why be so serious? If Master knew that my second senior brother and I almost lost our lives on Wenqing Peak, I wonder if he would release the Little Yin Yang in a fit of anger and burn down Wenqing Peak or something. If that happens, you'll have to move to another peak."
If Ye Xi had said that the wind had cleared and the clouds had dispersed, it would seem like this was just a trivial matter.
For the first time, Elder Wenqing understood the meaning of "don't judge a book by its cover," and it was also the first time he had suffered such a huge loss in silence.
Elder Wenqing's expression right now is like saying, "I'm suffering inside, but I can't say it."
"This matter was due to my negligence, causing the two princes to be injured. It is my fault. Consider those Vajra Bamboo as an apology." His heart was bleeding. His own sons had been ruined like this, and he couldn't even say anything.
"Then we'll call it even."
Si Hao watched as his junior sister, whose acting skills were on full display, managed to make a Tyrannosaurus Rex, which was about to breathe fire, swallow its flames back with just a few words. His face remained tense as he tried his best not to burst out laughing.
"We apologize for disturbing Elder Wenqing today. We will trouble you again another day."
"I will be in seclusion starting tomorrow and will not receive any visitors."
On the way down the mountain, I got to ride the flying tiger again. The little panda was thrown onto the head of the big white tiger, and there were a few bamboo leaves on its furry little paws.
"Little Feifei, thank you." Ye Xiruo jumped down, stroked the white tiger's fur, and took out a beggar's chicken from her spatial storage: "I don't know if you like to eat chicken, but this is all I have."
The white tiger's huge eyes lit up immediately, and it excitedly picked up the beggar's chicken and ran away as fast as it could.
"It's not a fox, yet it's so greedy. This chicken seems a bit small. Next time, bring it more treats."
After leaving the back mountain, the two went straight to the kitchen, gave Zhang Quan the bamboo shoots from the Golden Bamboo, and instructed him to stir-fry two plates of bamboo shoots thoroughly.
What should we do with those mutated bamboo shrubs?
"Keep one for yourself and secretly raise it, and give the rest to the master. I remember that rice steamed in bamboo tubes tastes absolutely delicious."
Si Hao tried hard to keep his face from cracking too much. Using such precious spiritual materials to steam rice was such a waste. But what did it matter? As long as his junior sister was happy.
I sent a message to my senior brother, inviting him to eat stir-fried bamboo shoots with pork, and then went to find my master.
Jing Li remained languidly leaning against the throne. After listening to Ye Xiruo and Si Hao's words, a wide smile appeared on his bewitching face, followed by a burst of insane laughter.
Why is he so happy? Could it be that Elder Wenqing and Master have some kind of grudge? Is that why Master is so happy to see Elder Wenqing suffer a setback?
Si Hao rubbed his forehead. How could he forget? His master and Elder Wenqing did indeed have a minor grudge. His master had asked Elder Wenqing to contribute some leaves from the Vajra Bamboo for brewing wine, but Elder Wenqing only sent over about ten leaves and refused to send any more. He even closed Wenqing Peak, which angered his master so much that he almost set fire to the entire Vajra Bamboo forest. In the end, several elders had to drag his master away to stop him.
"Well done." A ring was tossed directly to Ye Xiruo, who happily caught it. She had originally intended to use it as a gift, but she never expected such a good thing to happen. It was a pleasant surprise.
"This is today's harvest. Please accept it, Master."
Ye Xiruo took out one, Si Hao took out one, and Jing Li's expression softened even more: "I didn't expect you guys to actually get your hands on a mutated Vajra Bamboo. That old guy doesn't seem to have many in total."
"There were originally four trees. After absorbing the lightning tribulation, two of them mutated. We only took five, and left one for Elder Wenqing as a keepsake."
"Little Yezi is still too soft-hearted. She dared to set a trap for you and let you walk into it. She should be prepared to be retaliated against."
"I also feel like I've lost out big time, after all, my second brother got chopped twice. So I also brought back some bamboo shoots, and we're having bamboo shoot stir-fried with pork for lunch today."
"Hahahaha." Another burst of insane laughter.
"Well done, you are worthy of being my apprentice."
"The King Kong Bamboo doesn't seem too difficult to grow. I believe it won't be long before we each have a King Kong Bamboo grove. We can eat bamboo shoots stir-fried with meat every day, steam rice in bamboo tubes, brew wine with bamboo leaves, and even cut down a few trees to build a bamboo hut would be nice."
"Excellent, excellent."
Chef Zhang cooked a pot of stir-fried bamboo shoots with pork, served a plate to her master and Elder Lianchi, and then shared the rest with her eldest and second senior brothers.
The bamboo shoots of the Vajra Bamboo are crisp and full of spiritual energy. When paired with the meat of a spirit beast, the taste is simply divine.
The three of them thoroughly enjoyed the meal and resolved to plant more Vajra Bamboo, as it was said that eating more Vajra Bamboo could help them resist lightning tribulations.
The three of them soon went their separate ways, and where did they go? Of course, they were busy planting golden bamboo.
Zishu and Sihao each have their own dedicated spirit fields, which are regularly tended by others, and they visit them occasionally. Once the spirit herbs are planted in the fields, they become their private property, and even the Palace Master cannot take them away; they can only exchange them.
Ye Xiruo's strength is still too low, and she doesn't yet have her own exclusive spiritual herb field, but she has a spatial ability! She can plant whatever she wants.
Considering that bamboo is important to both herself and Xiaobao, Ye Xiruo plans to allocate thirty acres of land to plant golden bamboo.
First, he filled a bucket with spiritual water, put bamboo shoots and a few pieces of Vajra Bamboo into it, and then took a shovel and started digging a hole.
An hour later, plant the bamboo shoots and water them with spiritual water. I believe that these bamboo shoots will grow big in no time.
I've heard that bamboo rice is a legendary ingredient. Bamboo rarely flowers, but after it does, it produces fruit, which is bamboo rice. Bamboo rice is said to contain the essence of bamboo, and its taste and spiritual energy are unparalleled.
Ye Xiruo also began to look forward to this area of Vajra Bamboo Forest.
Xiao Bao is now full, his eyes half-closed, fast asleep on his back. We'll send Xiao Bao to the contract space; once the bamboo forest grows, it will be Xiao Bao's new home.
"System, how can I make these bamboos grow faster?"
"Water it with more spiritual water every day."
"that's all."
"Otherwise what? Spiritual water is a panacea for all spiritual herbs."
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