The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 758 - 421: Seek the Welfare of the People While in Power_2
Yet again she gave herself away in the details. She inwardly scorned herself before lifting her leg to enter the Immortal Plant Garden.
Since the explosion, the Immortal Plant Garden had largely returned to its original state, but it had undoubtedly lost a great deal of its Primordial Energy; the plants and grasses were not as thriving as before, which made her, a person who loved flowers and plants, feel a deep and melancholic sadness. The security forces within the garden were also strengthened. She had just passed Mr. Chan’s check when a guard approached, asked for the purpose of her visit, and repeatedly inspected her token before leading her inside.
The Blood Parasol had long been moved from its original greenhouse to a secluded room within the garden. Currently, seven or eight Pill Masters were busy around it, and Elder He was among them. Ever since the incident with the Blood Parasol, he hardly had any rest, and despite his deep cultivation, his body was beginning to show signs of strain.
With just a glance, she understood why the Blood Parasol was injured but not dead, able to hold on to a breath of life until now.
The explosion that day, by poor luck, damaged its main root, and now only a thin outer layer barely connected the trunk to its roots. If this were any other spirit wood, a simple graft could have worked. But this thing was incredibly precious, almost dying at the slightest touch; it was a mystery how it had been moved here in the first place.
Witnessing the treatment the Blood Parasol was receiving, she couldn’t help but admire the deep and extensive Divine Skills of the Pill Masters of Hidden Stream. The Blood Parasol was not planted in soil but lying in a pale red liquid. This liquid seemed somewhat transparent, occasionally bubbling up. Such a cultivation method, similar to the modern culture medium, had actually been already developed here by the genius Pill Masters of the vast Hidden Stream.
Moreover, thanks to Elder He’s explanation, she learned that this pale red serum was the life essence extracted from the Whale Brain of a deep-sea Sea King Whale, after the Whale Pearl had been processed and refined. The Sea King Whale was a giant creature of the sea, a hundred zhang long (over 300 meters), with a lifespan close to ten thousand years, harboring vast life forces within its Whale Pearl, tens of thousands of times that of an ordinary human. Just a small vial of this life essence, if sold outside, would go by the drop, each drop worth tens of thousands of Spirit Stones.
In front of her was such a large bottle... Hidden Stream really did not spare any expense. Yet such a treasure from the sea, how did the Demon Sect that dwelt in the forest manage to obtain it? She suppressed her curiosity and asked Elder He, "How critical has the situation become?"
Elder He’s white eyebrows were now nearly joining together: "Its life force is on the brink of collapse, reliant solely on that thin layer of bark for nutrient transport. The Blood Parasol naturally has weak growth capabilities; even with the Sea King Whale’s life essence, the situation is the same. If it weren’t for its location in Bashe Forest, it would have likely perished long ago. Alas, those who dealt such a ruthless blow, they went too far, much too far!"
A glimmer of life remained? That made things much easier to handle. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖
"Have there been any attempts at treatment in the past two days?"
"Two disciples came the day before yesterday, eyeing the title of Garden Master, but returned without success," Elder He shook his head, "In these two days, there hasn’t even been a shadow of a person here, alas!"
"In that case, allow me to give it a try," she said, dispensing with formalities and stepping forward to carefully observe the small tree. These past few days, she had repeatedly discussed the treatment method with Changtian, and the conclusion was that even if they could heal it, she would probably have to pay a heavy price. So what she needed to do now was to first extort a hefty sum from Hidden Stream.
"I will first try to see if I can extend its life a little longer," Ning Xiaoxian contemplated for a moment, then waved someone over, "Go find a porcupine demon, I need two of its quills, one thick and one thin, at least the length of a sewing needle. Yes, now, immediately!"
Was she actually asking for porcupine demon quills? Hearing that she was going to make an attempt to save the tree, Pill Masters had already gathered around to watch, and upon hearing her such an unusual request, they all looked at each other in bewilderment. At this critical moment, as long as she could do her part for the Blood Parasol, even if it meant fetching stars from the sky, Elder He would find a way to build a ladder and pick them; what were two mere porcupine quills in comparison? Impatiently, he said, "Did you hear her request? Go and make it happen!"
The person summoned by her gesture was taken aback, not daring to delay, and quickly trotted off, showing none of the grace expected of a Demon Cultivator.
In less than 15 minutes, the person came back holding two uneven, rigid quills, with jagged broken ends, evidently snapped off by force. Ning Xiaoxian took them, used a Dagger to even out the tips of the porcupine quills, then took a water sack out of her storage bag, filled it with the pale red life essence, and sealed it tightly.
After that, she took out a section of prepared earth vine. The tender branches of this vine were flexible, thin, and hollow. Even more remarkable was that the vine would contract on exposure to fire. She stuffed both thick and thin quills into the vine then gently heated it with Divine Fire in her palm, causing the vine to immediately shrink tightly around the porcupine quills.
Satisfied with her work, she stuck the thick quill into the water sack and picked up the other quill. Elder He had already guessed her intentions, his breathing grew heavier, but just then the girl looked up and smiled at him, "Elder, move aside, you’re blocking the light." Elder He indeed stepped back, then remembered that Cultivators had keen sight and could see in the dark; what need was there for such a little bit of light?
This cheeky girl, to be joking at such a critical moment! Elder He inwardly cursed but also admired her nerves of steel.
Holding the other rigid quill, she closely examined the Blood Parasol, seemingly searching for the exact spot to insert the needle. Everyone’s gaze followed the movement of the porcupine quill in her hand, and they all silently swallowed.
After looking for a long time, she finally found a spot on the branch and without hesitation, pierced it! (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation ticket, Monthly Ticket. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)
