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He brewed a pot of tea and sat down at his desk, opening the box once again. He repeated this process over and over for more than ten times, yet he still hadn't figured out how to deal with the Xiu Mu. According to Mo Wen's speculation, the seed of the Xiu Mu likely belonged to a major power; it was unclear why it had ended up in the Lava Sea. Firstly, the Jade Tablet did not record how to open the box. Secondly, based on the description in the Jade Tablet, it was quite simple—it only listed the name, effects, storage methods, and usage instructions. The Jade Tablet resembled a label, merely facilitating identification and management by its keeper.
What truly left Mo Wen indecisive was the cultivation of the Xiu Mu. According to the Jade Tablet, this wood was not to be planted in soil but rather in the Divine Sea, nourished by divine essence until it sprouted and produced effects. Once it reached a certain Realm, it could be removed from the Sea of Consciousness and planted in soil. However, there was no mention of what Realm that might be. Judging solely by the effects of the Xiu Mu, Mo Wen didn't need to hesitate; what troubled him now was whether this Xiu Mu posed any issues—something he could not ascertain. Most importantly, it was no longer just a seed; the methods recorded on the Jade Tablet were no longer applicable. If he wanted to plant the Xiu Mu in the Divine Sea, he would have to come up with another plan.
The thought of having a tree growing in his head made Mo Wen uneasy, yet the effects of the Xiu Mu were indeed what he had long desired. Time passed from morning until sunset; aside from refining and organizing his thoughts, most of his day was consumed by deliberating between "to take" and "not to take."
At that moment, it felt as if two little figures were arguing in Mo Wen's mind.
"Take it!"
"Don't take it!"
"If I take it, I can solve the issue of having no source in my Divine Sea; why wouldn't I?"
"What if there's something wrong with this wood? That’s my Divine Sea we’re talking about! If something goes wrong, then my mind will be in trouble!"
"Alright then, since I can't decide, I'll use the simplest method to resolve this!" Mo Wen slapped his thigh and pulled out a square coin from his waist pouch. He made a "major decision"—to toss a coin to resolve this dilemma. After some modifications, the square coin transformed into a round one. He drew a dagger and placed the coin on its tip; it balanced perfectly without tilting. Once everything was ready, he tossed the coin into the air. As it landed, Mo Wen's heart also settled—yet new questions began to plague him.
"Should I fry it, roast it, boil soup with it, cook porridge, or eat it raw?" The usage method described in the Jade Tablet simply stated that one should swallow the seed whole; naturally, he thought about eating it.
"That doesn't seem right; such a small sapling doesn't even seem enough to get stuck between my teeth. Would it be better if I refined it into a pill?" Mo Wen looked at the Little Sapling inside the box. Although it was only as tall as a finger joint, upon closer inspection, it could no longer be called a seedling—it had already sprouted five or six branches and was adorned with tiny leaves. It resembled a miniature tree and emitted a pleasant fragrance that calmed one's mind upon inhalation. After carefully examining the little tree, he quickly dismissed the idea of alchemy—the key issue being that he didn’t know how to refine pills. Although he wanted to learn a bit about it, he hadn’t started yet. As for using this little tree as practice material—he couldn't bear to do that nor did he know what kind of pill to refine.
"Refine?" It seemed like there was no choice left but to try refining using the Law taught by Old Qilin. However, Old Qilin had only mentioned that nothing was unrefinable; whether this included living things was uncertain for Mo Wen. Nevertheless, it seemed worth trying—after all, even if he failed as long as the sapling didn’t turn to ash, he could still eat it afterward.
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