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Emerald Radiance rose like a swarm of fireflies, then slowly gathered around my waist, gently embracing the two Pouches and floating before my eyes.
I reached out and grabbed the two Pouches in my hands.
I had tried to open these Pouches before, but they seemed to be sealed by some kind of power, making them impossible to open.
Now, the two golden threads attached to the Pouches moved on their own!
The golden threads seemed alive as they slowly untied the knots, and the two Pouches opened by themselves!
I eagerly peered inside the Pouches, where I found a round object placed within each one.
Is this a Sutra Seed? Or an inner elixir? Could it be a celestial pill refined by the Supreme Old Lord?
The more I thought about it, the more excited I became. I reached in and pulled one out, and a fragrant aroma wafted towards me. To my delight, I realized there were actually two Seeds!
Seeds
What the heck, Master, are you trying to trick me? You gave me two Seeds? What is this? That fragrance earlier was just fruit scent, right? Are you messing with me?
Even giving me two grenades would be better than this!
What use do I have for these Seeds? Am I supposed to plant them now? By the time they grow, I bet the grass on my grave would be as tall as fruit trees!
Damn it.
With tears of frustration in my eyes, I looked at the Seeds in my hand. I might have worshipped a fake master—so disappointing.
A gust of fragrant wind blew past, and an exotic scent emanated from the Seeds. Hmm, this is even more pleasant than Lin Miaomiao's perfume. What good can this do? Is this just a joke?
“Whoosh——!!” The Seed in my hand transformed into a beam of Radiance, slipping from my grasp and landing on the ground.
"Three thousand years to bloom, three thousand years to bear fruit, and another three thousand years to mature. In short, ten thousand years only yields thirty fruits. For those destined to encounter it, just smelling it grants three hundred sixty years of life; eating one grants forty-seven thousand years. The fruits will fall when they meet gold, wither when they meet wood, dissolve when they meet water, burn when they meet fire, and enter the earth when they meet soil. When harvesting, one must use golden tools to obtain them."
Two voices echoed in unison from the Seed, sounding very youthful, one male and one female.
Three thousand years for a bloom? Three thousand years for a fruit? Only after another three thousand years can it mature? There aren't many things with such characteristics that I know of; only two come to mind. One is the Peach of Immortality from the Queen Mother: it is said that the Queen Mother's Peach Garden has three thousand six hundred Peach of Immortality trees. The first twelve hundred bear flowers and fruits lightly, maturing every three thousand years, allowing those who eat them to become immortal. The next twelve hundred mature every six thousand years, granting ascension to those who consume them, leading to eternal life. The last twelve hundred have purple veins and fine pits, maturing every nine thousand years, allowing those who eat them to live as long as the earth, sharing the same lifespan as the sun and moon. The other is the Ginseng Fruit.
In Journey to the West, the Ginseng Fruit is a unique treasure belonging to Zhen Yuanzi, also known as Zhenyuan Daxian. If I only consider the previous few sentences, I wouldn't be able to discern what it is.
However, encountering gold leads to falling, encountering wood leads to withering, encountering water leads to dissolving, encountering fire leads to charring, and encountering earth leads to entering. Isn't this precisely the characteristic of the Ginseng Fruit? Could it be that these are two Seeds of Ginseng Fruit?
But even if they are Seeds of Ginseng Fruit, they are of no use to me right now! Am I supposed to swallow them whole? My stomach might not handle that!
By the way, what about those voices? A male and a female voice? Could it be that Seeds have genders too? That seems absurd!
However, I don't have much time to ponder these matters now because the Evil Body formed from black mist has already approached me.
"Three Talents Sword Formation!" I waved my hand, resolving to deal with the enemy in front of me first!
Sixty-Four Black Fog Evil Bodies appeared—some in beast form, some in human form, and even some resembling insects.
One was an enormous mantis! Wielding two massive sickles that clashed together with a 'clang.'
Flying Swords circled around me, creating an impenetrable barrier within three inches of my body. Grasping a Spell in my hand, a Taoist Arts force flowed from my fingertips.
"Falling Pear Blossoms!"
Magic Swords formed from my mana shot out, piercing through the heads of each Evil Body.
However, there were simply too many enemies; even a group attack using the renowned Falling Pear Blossoms technique couldn't eliminate all the Evil Bodies at once.
Three Evil Bodies still remained in front of me; their numbers were few. Using Falling Pear Blossoms again would waste mana! With a wave of my hand, I wrapped one Flying Sword in Azure Lotus Flame.
"Go!"
The Three Talents Sword Formation requires perfect coordination among three Flying Swords to operate effectively; without one Flying Sword, the formation becomes chaotic. Although the remaining two Flying Swords continued to orbit along their original paths, there were already vulnerabilities!
Yin Zheng'an did not see it, but behind Yin Zheng'an appeared a pair of enormous scythes.
The scythes glimmered with a chilling light, hanging high above my head!
Mantis Evil Body narrowed its eyes, and the two scythes came crashing down towards my neck.
If these scythes fell, Yin Zheng'an's head would be severed!
“Gentle Breeze, go!” A delicate voice echoed through the black mist. I shivered; could it be that the next Evil Body to appear could actually speak?
However, it was clearly not what I imagined. Instead, a flash of white light suddenly appeared behind me.
“Bang!!!”
I heard a heavy object being knocked away from behind me, and it was clear that an immense force had propelled that object.
I turned around and blurted out, “Young Hero, great skill!”
Indeed! In the white light behind me stood a young boy with red lips and white teeth! He looked about eleven or twelve years old, wearing a long white robe with an ancient tree depicted on the back. His hair was styled in a drooping bun, resembling a scholar's attendant from ancient times.
The boy turned his head and grinned at me: “Young Master, don’t die just yet; we’ve only just arrived!”
Young Master? What Young Master?
“Gentle Breeze, it’s not over yet!” The same voice called out again. Hearing this, White-robed Scholar’s eyes sparkled with divine light as he transformed into a beam of white Radiance, shooting directly towards the spot where the heavy object had been knocked away.
“Boom!!!” Mantis Evil Body was blown apart by the white light and fell to the ground.
I stared blankly at the white light. What did it feel like for that Mantis Evil Body to be shattered? Let me describe it: have you ever seen a car? Do you know what happens when a car crashes into something at high speed? Yes, it gets knocked away!
But this was different; it was completely shattered! How much force must that have taken?
This kid is quite formidable!
"Whoosh!" A flash of white light appeared before me.
As I focused my eyes, I saw a girl.
The girl had two cute ponytails, one on each side. Her clothing was similar to that of the boy called "Gentle Breeze" earlier, except that the edges of her garment were embroidered with a red line.
The girl was delicate and beautiful, with rosy cheeks and red lips. Her eyes sparkled like they contained a pool of water, staring directly at me.
"Greetings, Young Master," the girl said, bowing gracefully and performing a standard greeting. Her voice was as melodious as a chime, very pleasant to hear.
"Who are you?" I asked, looking at the girl who called herself 'Mingyue,' feeling that she seemed somewhat familiar.
"My name is Mingyue," she replied cheerfully. "The person earlier was called Gentle Breeze. We are disciples assigned to you by Ancestor."
"Disciples? My master left me a pair of disciples? What is a disciple?" Simply put, it refers to children in cultivation.
Disciples are different from servants; they are apprentices of a certain master. Because of their young age, they need to stand by others to temper their character.
For example, beside the Supreme Old Lord were two disciples, later known as Golden Horn and Silver Horn. Their only job was to help the Supreme Old Lord tend the furnace, and when it became too hot for them to bear, they escaped to the mortal realm only to be caught back by a monkey. What bad luck!
However, not everyone becomes a disciple; only those of certain ages and talents go through this experience. Being an apprentice is merely nominal.
I had never experienced such days; I took care of a pervert like a nanny without missing any details.
But why did that pervert send me two disciples?
Clearly, these were not the same kind of disciples I had before; they were two disciples transformed by magical artifacts.
Everything in the world has spirit; thus, even magical artifacts can cultivate human-like qualities. These two disciples should be like that.
Their true forms should be seeds of Ginseng Fruit.
Ginseng Fruit blooms once every three thousand years, bears fruit once every three thousand years, and takes another three thousand years to mature. In other words, it takes about ten thousand years to reach maturity.
The journey of Tang Seng to obtain scriptures has not yet reached ten thousand years! This means that these two are most likely from the era of Journey to the West!
"Wait a minute, who is your Ancestor?"
"Ancestor is the first Earth Immortal, Wuzhuang Temple Zhen Yuanzi Zhenyuan Daxian!"
I knew that Pervert must be related to Zhen Yuanzi. He couldn't possibly be just Clear Wind and Bright Moon, one of Zhen Yuanzi's subordinates, right? After all, the subordinates of Zhen Yuanzi should not be able to transform into Ginseng Fruit Seed.
After all, in *Journey to the West*, didn't those two steal the Ginseng Fruit?
"Whoosh!" The white-clad youth, Gentle Breeze, returned.
"Bright Moon, it's time. Look, there's a bunch of dark things coming out over there," Gentle Breeze pointed into the distance.
"Young Master, don't panic. Let me and Gentle Breeze handle it," Bright Moon smiled at me and turned towards the Black Fog Evil Body.
"With one stroke of Clarity and Turbidity, two establish themselves as mortals and become immortals. Three strokes sweep away evil spirits, four can distinguish loyalty from treachery. Five strikes call out with a shout, six strokes write correctly on the edges. Seven points lightly suspended like water, the Three Pure Edict commands the Three Immortals."
"I can't believe it," I stared blankly at Bright Moon as she conjured symbols in the void. Isn't this my own Talisman Magic Spell? How can she use it too?
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