Chapter 848: Chapter 291: Introducing Silkworms [2 in 1] _4 Chapter 848: Chapter 291: Introducing Silkworms [2 in 1] _4 “The master is back!”
“The master is giving out gifts!”
“Blessings for all!”
“I’ve been chosen by the master!”
“ too, too…”
“And , and …”
The ancient trees in the city couldn’t help but wait with growing excitent, looking forward to Feng Yin’s arrival.
“Wow, that’s amazing…”
“The master is really generous this ti, his gifts make one never want to stop…”
The fluctuations of the spirit energy of the Great Dao were spreading everywhere, all the ti.
By the ti he reached Yuezhou City, Feng Yin had already perford the Spirit Gathering process over three hundred tis!
He refused to believe that this wouldn’t attract the Illusory Silkworm!
But this thod also led to another result, a significant depletion of Feng Yin’s spirit energy, even more exhausting than a great battle, leaving him on the brink of utter exhaustion.
Eventually, when he returned ho, he had no extra energy to share with the two Iron Heart Trees. Overco with fatigue like a clump of mud, he flopped onto the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
After all, with his modest cultivation base, toiling so hard along the way, it’s only reasonable that he was incredibly tired!
Feng Ying quietly lay on his chest, looking with curiosity at her previously broken forepaw, which had almost completely healed.
Yet the sensation was still sowhat unfamiliar to her, and she kept gently pressing on it.
The next morning, Feng Yin began the second phase of his tree nurturing project in earnest.
This ti, he used an unprecedented speed and frequency, wandering around the city; whenever he encountered an ancient tree nearby, he would go over and touch it once.
He kept busy like this the entire day.
By evening… Feng Yin’s final touch on the Iron Heart Tree marked the end of his task, and he prepared to go for dinner.
But then, he suddenly sensed sothing unusual.
It seed as if the sky overhead rippled slightly.
Feng Yin’s heart skipped a beat.
Could it be the Illusory Silkworm had arrived?
If it had, his consecutive days of hard work would not be in vain. It is said that there is no land that can’t be tilled, only oxen that die from exhaustion, and at this mont, he felt sowhat like an ox!
But then, there was no more movent.
Yet Feng Yin was not worried, but rather delighted, and even more convinced that the Illusory Silkworm had indeed co.
It was only sothing as elusive as that creature that could appear and vanish so mysteriously and act so coyly.
The ripple he felt just then must have been it signaling to him: “I’m here, you youngster better be ready to serve !”
Otherwise, how could he, with his ager cultivation, sense the presence of the Illusory Silkworm, a creature undetectable even to Peng Wanli and the Cat Emperor?
But Feng Yin didn’t care about this.
By the Iron Heart Tree, he gently caressed the bark, muttering to himself.
“Hmph, stop dreaming. You think you can receive my great treasures without giving anything in return. Where on earth does such a good deal exist? To think you even sent people to capture ; if sweet talk won’t work, you resort to force, huh? With such deplorable actions, how could I possibly still provide for you!”
For a long while, the sky remained still.
But Feng Yin had already made up his mind, and wherever he went, he kept muttering to himself, appearing quite mad to anyone watching.
“You actually sent people to rob … You actually sent people to capture …”
The strange thing was, he didn’t just mutter, but also kept performing the Spirit Gathering process, giving it a touch here and a touch there.
The ancient trees nearby were each attended to by Feng Yin over a dozen tis, and although each ti only a fraction—be it a tenth, a fifth, or a third—of his Spirit Gathering power was imparted, it led to a bizarre cycle where quantity was compensated by frequency.
And every ti he did it, he would make sure to say sothing.
“You actually sent people to…”
“I’d rather give it to the ancient trees than to you. Just not to you.”
“See giving it to the ancient trees… still not to you!”
“I’ll continue… touch, touch, touch… touch, touch, touch… Just to make you envious, never gonna give it to you!”
And of course, the two trees in Feng Yin’s courtyard, the Iron Heart Trees, were the ones to benefit the most, almost delirious with joy.
Oh my goodness…
What kind of lucky day is today… This is just too fortunate, isn’t it?!
By the afternoon, although the two Iron Heart Trees were extrely robust, they too began to struggle under the continuous pouring of such an unimaginably powerful Great Dao energy, to the extent that they couldn’t digest it so nonchalantly without showing any outward signs.
Suddenly, the two Iron Heart Trees shuddered, shaking off all the accumulated snow from their branches onto the ground.
Then, the abrupt transformation left Feng Yin utterly dumbfounded.
What… What’s going on?
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