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104: Chapter 104 The Nine Breath Fruit is Harvested
"Look at my white jade bottle, handcrafted; the carving and the craftsmanship are all top-tier."
Zhao Mo was speechless.
It's just a container after all, is all this necessary?
Back when he was planting white orchid fruits, Zhao Mo had made a whole bunch of white jade boxes; couldn't they be used to hold the nine breaths fruits?
Of course, he didn't say these words that were detrimental to unity out loud.
Time passed slowly.
The green flowers on the nine breaths fruit tree remained unchanged.
"When exactly did you plant the nine breaths fruits?"
"About six years ago."
"Nonsense, I know that. I'm asking for the specific time."
"Maybe March, or maybe April. Anyway, it was after planting the golden marrow fruits."
Tong Weiping...
So it turned out he had been waiting here for nothing.
Even if it were March, there were still two or three months left.
But time is something that is both valuable and worthless, especially for Cultivators.
[You have completed the planting of golden marrow fruits, Experience +20.]
After planting the golden marrow fruits, Zhao Mo focused all his attention on the half-acre fourth-grade spirit field, and naturally, Tong Weiping was there as well.
"Quick, quick, quick, it's about to turn white."
"Your speed must be fast."
"Are you sure you don't need my help?"
Matters in the spirit field cannot be handled by others; this was an ironclad rule. If he didn't get experience points, Zhao Mo's six years would be wasted.
"No, Senior Brother Tong. I have a bit of a mental fixation on these things; I believe in finishing what I start. What I plant myself, I must harvest myself."
Just as he finished speaking, the green flowers on the nine breaths fruit tree began to emit a silver-white light, illuminating nearly half of Tianfeng Valley.
"One, two, three, four, five, six."
"Move!"
Tong Weiping's voice was almost cracking.
There were only three breaths of time left. An ordinary person might not be able to do anything, but Zhao Mo was a Nascent Soul True Lord with a cultivation of the fifth level of the Nascent Soul Stage.
His afterimages filled the area around the nine breaths fruit tree as the nine breaths fruits detached from the trunk one by one, floating in mid-air.
By the time the last fruit was picked, exactly three breaths had passed.
The freshly harvested nine breaths fruits were supported by Zhao Mo's mystic power, bobbing up and down outside the tree.
[You have completed the harvesting of tranquil moonlight fruits, Experience +30.]
[Reward: After six years and ten days of care, your spirit field has yielded a bountiful harvest. Experience +12,000. Special reward: avatar fruit.]
After hearing the pleasant notification, Zhao Mo said, "Senior Brother Tong, hurry up and take out the white jade bottles to pack them."
This nine breaths fruit tree yielded a total of eight hundred and sixty-three nine breaths fruits.
When Tong Weiping took out his prepared white jade bottles, he was dumbfounded.
The bottles were too small to hold them.
"Useless."
Seeing this, Zhao Mo took out the white jade boxes from his Storage Ring, finally solving the container problem.
"Hehehe."
"Junior Brother Zhao, I'll take these ten nine breaths fruits first. Don't worry, I'll compensate you."
Without waiting for Zhao Mo's reaction and refusing the white jade boxes, Tong Weiping used his mystic power to carry the nine breaths fruits and soared into the sky, fearing Zhao Mo would change his mind.
"Is this really necessary? They're just a few fruits."
"It feels like a robbery."
When Zhao Mo looked up, Tong Weiping was nowhere to be seen in Tianfeng Valley.
Tong Weiping's fourth-grade spirit field was behind Spiritual Plant Peak.
He floated through the sky, carrying the nine breaths fruits like that.
By the time he realized it, it was too late.
"It's over."
It turned out a cold, gloomy aura had been lingering behind him all along.
"Oh, it's my fault."
"I'm exposed."
It was too late for Tong Weiping to hide the nine breaths fruits now.
He could confirm that the aura definitely belonged to a Yin Spirit.
"It's my fault for being too excited. Junior Brother Zhao, I've let you down."
While apologizing to Zhao Mo, Tong Weiping directly ate one of the nine breaths fruits right in front of the Yin Spirit.
Closing his eyes and feeling the coolness in his mind, Tong Weiping confirmed it was undoubtedly a nine breaths fruit.
"I can't hold back."
Tong Weiping grabbed a handful of soil from his spirit field and directly wrapped the remaining nine fruits with it.
"The nine breaths fruit becomes a seed upon touching soil."
"No one can target me now."
Sensing that violent, cold aura, Tong Weiping couldn't be bothered and buried the nine breaths fruits directly into the spirit field.
These nine acres of fourth-grade spirit field were accumulated by Tong Weiping over centuries of cultivation.
One spirit seed per acre was just right.
"From today on, I am the second Cultivator in the Xuan Sect to plant nine breaths fruits."
Tong Weiping was delighted.
He hadn't felt this way since Jian'er became a Spiritual Artifact.
Tong Weiping hadn't been happy for long before he saw countless streaks of light flying toward him in the sky.
"This news travels fast."
"Jian'er, get ready to welcome the Nascent Soul Ancestors with me."
In Leisurely Residence of Tianfeng Valley, Zhao Mo wasn't as excited about the harvest of the nine breaths fruits as Tong Weiping.
He was staring at the System panel.
"Good, good, Doggy, I misjudged you. I thought you were a stingy one, but you were holding back something good."
"Twelve thousand experience points. Although it took six years, this was only half an acre of spirit field. My goodness."
When had he, Zhao Mo, ever been so wealthy?
[Farmer: Zhao Mo]
[Cultivation: Nascent Soul Stage Level 5 (Can be upgraded.)]
[Experience Points: 14,160/3,500]
[Reward: avatar fruit.]
"Hold it, hold it. The golden marrow fruits were just planted. I can't go wild just because I have some experience points."
A Breakthrough at the Nascent Soul Stage usually takes over a month. After such a long time, by the time Zhao Mo finished his seclusion, those golden marrow fruits would definitely be ruined.
Suppressing his restlessness, Zhao Mo closed the System panel. Out of sight, out of mind.
"Is this the nine breaths fruit? Is it really that miraculous?"
Zhao Mo picked up a nine breaths fruit and examined it closely.
It was the size of a fist, silver-white, firm to the touch, and emitted an indescribable fragrance that made one feel refreshed.
"Let's try one."
Zhao Mo took a bite; the sweetness was moderate, somewhat like a muskmelon from Blue Star.
"Wait, that's it?"
Zhao Mo felt it was quite ordinary.
It didn't match Tong Weiping's reaction at all.
"No, wait."
A cool sensation slowly surged from his stomach to his brain.
At this moment, Zhao Mo felt his thoughts were incredibly clear, as if the Heavenly Dao was within reach.
The icy feeling lasted for the duration of an incense stick before disappearing.
Zhao Mo suddenly felt a sense of loss, as if he had become stupid again.
"Then I'll eat another one. Anyway, I grew them myself."
After another nine breaths fruit, that feeling returned.
He ate five nine breaths fruits in a row before stopping, not because he was stingy with them, but because he was full.
"Strange, this nine breaths fruit doesn't have seeds. How does it reproduce?"
Zhao Mo was completely baffled.
...
"True Person Mo, are you there?"
Zhao Mo, who was fully geared up harvesting honey, was startled by the voice transmission from outside Tianfeng Valley.
"Such a loud voice; it seems it's not a Nascent Soul True Lord."
Zhao Mo's guess was correct. Outside Tianfeng Valley, there were now seven or eight Soul Transformation experts. As for Nascent Soul True Lords, they were countless, with white clouds upon white clouds blotting out the sun.
"Elder Liu Yun? Long time no see, I've missed you."
This Elder Liu Yun was the one who had conferred the title upon Zhao Mo back then.
"Elder, to what do I owe the honor of your visit to Tianfeng Valley?"