aircannonsinc Chapter 43 Uprooted! You call this a loan? You've drained the entire Jade Pool dry!
Chapter 43 Uprooted! You call this a loan? You've drained the entire Jade Pool dry!
Bo Yi cried for a long time.
It was a complete release of loneliness and grievances that had been suppressed for thousands of years.
Lin Fan didn't urge him, but stood quietly to the side with his arms crossed.
Anyway, he has plenty of time.
Fang Qingxue was still kneeling on the ground, unable to move, and could only stare blankly at this unbelievable scene.
She felt that the mental impact she had experienced today was greater than all of her previous life combined.
Who exactly is this gentleman?
Why is it that whatever he casually pulls out of his pocket always makes these old monsters, who have lived for countless years, kneel and weep?
What exactly is that tiny peach pit?
It took a long time for Bo Yi to calm down.
He treasured the peach pit as if it were a precious gem, holding it carefully in his hands, and then kowtowed three times deeply to Lin Fan.
"Your humble servant, Boyi, thanks the Emperor for bestowing this divine gift, which has allowed Kunlun to continue its life!"
This time, his voice was devoid of fear and trembling, filled only with gratitude and reverence from the depths of his soul.
The one who can produce the token of the Queen Mother of the West is the new master of Kunlun!
"Alright, alright, stop banging your head." Lin Fan finally showed some impatience. "Get up and lead the way. I want to go home and watch TV."
"Yes! Yes!"
Bo Yi hurriedly got up from the ground. In his excitement, he seemed to have forgotten that Fang Qingxue was still being suppressed by his divine power.
He respectfully led the way, guiding Lin Fan around the dried-up Jade Pool and towards a huge mountain wall behind the basin.
The mountain wall was flat and unremarkable, no different from the surrounding rocks.
Bo Yi walked to the mountain wall, muttered incantations, formed an ancient and complex mudra with his hands, and gently pressed it against the stone wall.
"Buzz—"
Suddenly, ripples spread across the entire mountainside.
A round portal, as tall as a person, emitting a soft white light, appeared out of thin air.
A spiritual energy, a hundred times richer than that of the outside world and overflowing with the essence of life, rushed out from the doorway.
"Your Majesty, please." Bo Yi turned to the side, making an extremely humble gesture of invitation.
Lin Fan nodded and stepped inside.
The moment his figure disappeared, the mountain-like will that had been pressing down on Fang Qingxue also dissipated.
Fang Qingxue suddenly felt a sense of lightness throughout her body, as if she had been pulled out of the water, and she gasped for breath. Ignoring the pain in her numb legs, she staggered to her feet and quickly followed them inside.
Beyond the gate lies a hidden world.
The valley is not large, but it is a world of its own, filled with ethereal mist and spiritual plants. It is nothing like the bitter, cold snow-capped mountains thousands of meters above sea level, but rather has the charm of a fairy garden.
In the very center of the valley, an ancient tree stands quietly.
It doesn't look very tall, and it even looks a bit withered. The trunk is twisted like a dragon, and the bark is cracked, giving it an old and worn look that has been burned away by time.
Only a few dozen leaves were scattered across the entire tree.
But each leaf is carved from the finest mutton-fat jade, crystal clear and shimmering with a faint glow.
Golden liquid was slowly flowing through the veins of the leaf.
A mysterious and profound Daoist aura emanated from the ancient tree.
Just one glance was enough to bring Fang Qingxue an unprecedented sense of peace, clearing away all distracting thoughts, and she even had an urge to have an epiphany on the spot.
"The Enlightened Ancient Tea Tree..."
Lin Fan looked at the tree, and finally a look of satisfaction appeared in his eyes.
It wasn't a wasted trip after all.
"Human Emperor, this is the Enlightenment Tree," Bo Yi explained respectfully from the side. "However, its essence is almost exhausted. Now, it takes three thousand years for a single leaf to grow on this tree..."
Before he could finish speaking, Lin Fan had already rolled up his sleeves and walked to the tree.
"Three thousand years for one piece? That's not enough to drink."
As Lin Fan spoke, he stretched out his hands and inserted them directly into the soil beneath the tea tree.
"Human Emperor! What... what are you doing?!" Bo Yi's voice changed, he was so frightened that his soul almost flew away.
"Why? Moving house." Lin Fan's tone was matter-of-fact. "Such a good tree is a waste to leave in this godforsaken place. I'm taking it home. Our yard has good feng shui; I guarantee it will grow three thousand leaves a year from now on."
As soon as he finished speaking, he lowered his waist and hips, focusing his energy in his dantian.
A vast and boundless vitality of creation surged from his palm into the ground.
That power transformed into billions of the gentlest hands, softly enveloping every inch of the roots of the ancient tea tree.
Lin Fan gave a low shout.
"rise!"
"Boom!"
The entire secret valley trembled violently!
The ancient tea tree that was connected to the entire Kunlun landform, along with the huge mound of earth within a radius of several meters below it, was forcibly pulled out of the earth by Lin Fan!
Throughout the entire process, not a single root was damaged!
Bo Yi and Fang Qingxue stood to the side, completely petrified.
What's the difference between this and picking a radish?
Lin Fan looked at the giant ancient tea tree floating in mid-air and nodded in satisfaction.
With a thought, the towering tea trees, along with the soil, vanished instantly and were stored in his system space.
Where it stood, only a bottomless crater remained.
"Done, job done!"
Lin Fan dusted off his hands and turned to leave.
"The Emperor... he... he's gone already?" Bo Yi's mind was still blank.
"Why aren't you leaving? To stay and help you farm?" Lin Fan glanced at him. "Oh, by the way, before I leave, could I borrow some water from your pond?"
Before he finished speaking, his figure appeared on the edge of Yaochi outside the valley.
He took out a jade gourd he had obtained from signing in from the system space, and facing the last remaining blue, ancient ice spring, he uncorked it and began to suck in the water.
Gudong!Gudong!
A huge whirlpool formed in the center of the pool, and the water level dropped rapidly at a visible speed.
In just over ten seconds, he sucked up the entire Yaochi Immortal Spring, which had accumulated over ten thousand years and covered an area of a hundred meters in radius.
The empty pond bottom was left with only a few small golden fish that hadn't yet reacted, frolicking and jumping in the damp mud.
"Hmm? There are fish too?" Lin Fan's eyes lit up. "Perfect, I'll take them home and keep them as pets, they look quite festive."
With another casual wave of his hand, the poor little golden fish vanished into thin air.
After doing all this, Lin Fan weighed the jade gourd in his hand with satisfaction.
"Alright, Qingxue, let's go home!"
He strode over to Fang Qingxue, who was still in a daze, and grabbed her wrist.
"Sir, we..."
Before Fang Qingxue could finish speaking, the scene before her eyes suddenly twisted, tore apart, and reformed.
That disorienting feeling of time and space being reversed and the universe being turned upside down came over me again.
When her vision cleared.
The biting cold winds and the majestic, desolate snowscape of the Kunlun Mountains have disappeared.
Instead, the familiar cries of vendors and the playful noises of neighborhood children filled the hutongs of Beijing.
The warm sunshine felt on my skin, carrying a lazy, earthy atmosphere.
They're back.
From the mythical Kunlun Mountains, back to the mortal world.
It all happened in the blink of an eye.
Fang Qingxue stood in the center of the courtyard, looking at the familiar bricks and tiles around her, and then at the young man beside her who was stretching and yawning. She felt an endless sense of unreality.