With the blessing of Mu Qingmu's energy, the Cloud Mist Vermilion Fruit Tree was infused with a great deal of vitality.
The fruit on the tree grew at a visible speed; the fruit that was originally the size of an egg grew to the size of a fist.
The crimson fruits are dotted with cloud-like patterns, shimmering with iridescent light and exuding a rich aroma.
The sweet fragrance of fruit filled the air, and the beastmen not far away couldn't help but swallow hard as they smelled it.
The Butterfly King picked the largest fruits from the tree and gave them to Mu Qing.
Mu Qing returned spiritual energy to the Butterfly King as a token of gratitude.
The Butterfly King was very happy to see that Mu Qing had accepted the fruit.
Led by a swarm of butterflies, they devoured the remaining Cloud Mist Vermilion Fruits on the Cloud Mist Vermilion Fruit Tree.
Thousands upon thousands of butterflies flocked to the cloud-shrouded red fruit on the tree.
In less than fifteen minutes, the Cloud Mist Vermilion Fruit Tree was reduced to bare branches and leaves.
Yao Zhi looked at the bare branches and leaves on the tree and lowered her head with some regret.
"Lord Yaozhi..." Mu Qingqing's clear voice came from beside him. Yaozhi looked up and saw a radiant, fragrant Cloud Mist Vermilion Fruit being handed to him.
Yao Zhi said excitedly, "A Qing, you... this... this is..."
Mu Qing smiled and said, "Take it, it's for you."
"To express my gratitude for your care of me and Ayu these past few days."
Upon hearing this, Yao Zhi said somewhat embarrassedly, "I...I haven't taken care of you in any way. On the contrary, you've helped me a lot..."
Mu Qing: "Take it."
As he spoke, he handed the fruit to Yao Zhi.
Seeing this, Yao Zhi didn't stand on ceremony with him anymore. She happily accepted the fruit and carefully placed it in his bag.
Amidst the envious glances of the other beastmen, he smiled contentedly.
Mu Qing glanced at the white spiritual herb, half a meter tall, next to the Cloud Mist Vermilion Fruit Tree. This herb was entirely snow-white.
The spiritual energy it contains is higher than that contained in the air and the Zhu Guo tree in the clouds.
Mu Qingxin said, "This should be a kind of spiritual herb that can replenish spiritual energy."
"The Cloud Mist Vermilion Fruit Tree is not growing well and is lacking in nutrients. If it weren't for this spiritual herb constantly emitting spiritual energy to supply it, I'm afraid we wouldn't have been able to wait for him to come."
Mu Qing looked at the golden butterfly king that had landed on his shoulder, its antennae swaying and its wings flapping listlessly, and asked softly, "Little butterfly, may I dig up one of these white plants?"
The golden butterfly seemed to understand Mu Qing's words, flapped its wings and flew to Mu Qing's eyes, nodding its little head.
Then, it flew to the white spirit herb.
It was as if it was urging him to hurry up and dig.
Seeing this, Mu Qing chuckled and said, "Thank you."
Then he dug up a white spiritual herb and planted it in the dimensional space.
He also put the six remaining fruits that the Butterfly King had given him into the dimensional space.
He had already tested it before; items placed in the dimensional space wouldn't decay and could be stored for a long time, though he wasn't entirely sure how long exactly.
Watching Mu Qing interact with the Butterfly King, Bai Chen couldn't help but sigh, "As expected of the Wood Spirit Clan."
"The Wood Spirits are so popular with the animals, it's truly enviable..."
Lionfire thought to himself, "Who can argue with that?"
Upon hearing this, Jiao Xiang nodded in agreement.
Seeing that things were almost settled, Jiao Xiang glanced at the sky and realized it was getting late, so he reminded them, "We should set off."
Upon hearing this, Mu Qing said to the golden butterfly king, "Little butterfly, we are leaving now. Goodbye."
The Butterfly King seemed to realize that Mu Qing and his group were about to leave, so it flew in front of them and led the way.
Led by the Butterfly King, the group walked straight out of the Valley of Ten Thousand Butterflies through a small path.
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