Chapter 1255: Chapter 1145: The Gift of Soil and Water
“Boss Ao, it’s been so long!”
Uncle Zhang greeted Ao Wushuang with a warm smile!
He had suddenly rembered—this Ao Wushuang was the one who delivered cattle to the village all those years ago!
Back then, Ao Wushuang had brought a bunch of wild bulls to the village, and the villagers kept them and feasted on their at. Uncle Zhang even gifted Ao Wushuang two apples to thank him. (Detailed in Chapter 293: Boss Ao)
That beef feast was one of the most satisfying als the village ever had!
So, even after years had passed, Uncle Zhang still rembered Ao Wushuang.
Ao Wushuang froze for a mont upon hearing this…
He rembered too…
Back in the Yin Realm, when the Saint Dao Ancient Clan resurfaced, he was forced by the Demon Bull Tribe to lead them to the small mountain village. In the end, the Demon Bull Tribe mbers all collapsed here, completely terrified by a single whip strike!
He himself had almost t the sa fate back then.
Thinking of this, Ao Wushuang suddenly felt a shred of hope amidst his anxiety and quickly nodded, saying,
“Yes… It’s , Little Ao. It’s been so long, good to see you again!”
Uncle Zhang chuckled and replied,
“How have things been? Haven’t seen you in years. Are you still in the business? Why do you only have one bull this ti?”
In the past, Boss Ao was a big cattle trader with hundreds of bulls. This ti, however, he showed up with just one… Could it be that the economy outside has taken a downturn, and even business owners have fallen this far?
Ao Wushuang, nervous to the extre, squeezed out a smile and said,
“Everything’s fine… I’m just passing through… and, uh, dropping off a bull for you.”
He pointed to the hefty black bull lying on the ground and said,
“Take your ti with it; I’m—I’m heading off now…”
With that, he turned to leave.
“Hold on, Boss Ao,”
Uncle Zhang quickly called out.
“Is there—sothing else?”
Ao Wushuang was visibly uneasy.
Uncle Zhang, ever hospitable, said,
“Boss Ao, this bull is premium beef. How much do you reckon it’s worth? Or is there sothing you need?”
Ao Wushuang was about to refuse, but then, he suddenly heard a voice in his head—the Divine Jumper’s.
He swallowed his words and reorganized his thoughts, replying,
“…I—I’d like so Peach Root Soil, if that’s alright.”
Uncle Zhang was puzzled. “Peach Root Soil? What do you need that for?”
Ao Wushuang forced himself to answer, “For treatnt—it’s for dicine.”
Upon hearing this, Uncle Zhang had an epiphany and said,
“Is that so… What kind of illness? Should I bring you back to the village and let Little Li take a look? His dical skills are top-notch.”
Ao Wushuang quickly shook his head, saying, “No need, no need… Just a bit of Peach Root Soil will do.”
Uncle Zhang didn’t insist and said,
“Alright, no problem. I’ll fetch it for you—the soil in Little Li’s yard is the best quality around. How much do you need?”
“Just a little… Not too much,” Ao Wushuang hurriedly replied.
Uncle Zhang made a sweeping gesture and said,
“Just a little isn’t enough. Hold on; I’ll grab three to five pounds for you!”
Uncle Zhang imdiately turned to leave but suddenly rembered sothing. He smacked his forehead and said,
“Almost forgot! Boss Ao, do you have anything for ?”
Uncle Zhang recalled the Divine Jumper’s words…
That during this year’s spring planting, soone would bring back a lamp for him. However, so far, only Ao Wushuang had shown up…
Upon hearing this, Ao Wushuang suddenly felt sothing in his hand.
He looked down and saw that it was a lamp burning with the Fla of Darkness!
“So it really is this cursed thing wreaking havoc…”
Ao Wushuang felt his scalp tingle as he handed over the lamp, saying,
“Here… Take it!”
Uncle Zhang’s eyes lit up with joy as he exclaid,
“Exactly what I was expecting!”
He accepted the Bronze Lamp and marveled at it, saying,
“The Divine Jumper really didn’t miscalculate… Alright then, Boss Ao, wait here. I’ll go get you the soil.”
“Tian Bei, take the bull inside—tonight, the village will feast on beef!”
With that, Uncle Zhang turned back toward the village.
Ming Tianbei rushed forward eagerly and led the big black bull, following Uncle Zhang back to the village.
anwhile, Long Zixuan and Dugu Yuqing both looked at Ao Wushuang with a mix of suspicion and bewildernt.
This guy… Who exactly is he?
How could he deliver the Lamp of Origin to the village?
“Was the lamp delivered to Second Elder last ti… also from him?”
Dugu Yuqing couldn’t help but frown.
“Let’s head back,”
Long Zixuan said.
Both he and Shui Qingling followed Uncle Zhang back to the village.
Back in the village, they saw, up ahead on the ridge, a group of villagers gathered in a lively circle, enjoying a feast.
Li Fan was right in the midst of the crowd!
“Master!”
Upon seeing Li Fan, Long Zixuan rushed forward, overwheld with emotion, and bowed deeply, saying,
“Disciple… has returned!”
Li Fan saw Long Zixuan and smiled warmly, nodding as he said,
“It’s good to have you back, good to have you back!”
Another disciple had returned—his heart felt a little more at ease.
“Have you eaten yet? Grab so potato buns to snack on. Tonight, I’ll make you sothing better,”
Li Fan said.
Long Zixuan, eyes filled with warmth, felt like a wanderer finally returning ho. He couldn’t find the words to express himself and simply nodded earnestly before accepting a potato from Gong Ya.
“Little Li,”
At this mont, Uncle Zhang ca over, carrying the Ancient Bronze Lamp, saying,
“I’ll head to your yard to get so Peach Root Soil, okay?”
Li Fan looked at the lamp, and his heart stirred slightly, though his expression remained neutral. He replied,
“Peach Root Soil? What do you need that for?”
Uncle Zhang chuckled and said,
“Do you rember Boss Ao, who delivered beef to our village back in the day? He brought another big black bull today. When I asked him what he needed in return, he said he wanted Peach Root Soil to treat so kind of illness… So I thought I’d go to your yard to get so.”
He then gestured toward Ming Tianbei, saying,
“Look over there—the bull, big and plump, definitely delicious. Tonight, we feast again!”
Li Fan glanced at the big black bull—it truly looked like premium beef.
“Yu Qing, go dig up a few pounds of Peach Root Soil for Uncle Zhang,”
Li Fan instructed imdiately.
The man delivered an entire bull to the village and only asked for so soil; it was perfectly reasonable.
“Also, draw a jug of well water to go with it,”
Li Fan added.
With his profound dical knowledge, he knew that any recipe requiring soil would likely need water as well. After all, water and soil were inseparable—water nourished soil, and soil sustained water.
Furthermore, the well water from his yard was the purest and best suited for dicinal purposes. Water from elsewhere might be contaminated.
“Got it, Master,”
Dugu Yuqing promptly went to retrieve the items.
“Uncle Zhang, where did this lamp co from?”
Li Fan casually asked Uncle Zhang.
Uncle Zhang grinned and said,
“The Divine Jumper had soone bring it back to …”
As expected—it was another one of the Divine Jumper’s tricks… Li Fan chuckled and said,
“Let’s focus on planting. Once the potatoes are done, we can start the feast tonight. Let’s drink to our hearts’ content!”
Uncle Zhang laughed as well and said,
“To our hearts’ content!”
……
Soon after, Dugu Yuqing returned with a bag of Peach Root Soil and a jug of well water.
Ming Tianbei delivered them outside the village.
Outside the village, Ao Wushuang waited nervously. When he saw Ming Tianbei arriving with the bag and jug, he quickly accepted them and turned to flee without a mont’s delay!
…
At the sa mont…
In the Kongshou Mountain Forest, a black pathway erged.
On the black pathway walked the Dark War Emperor’s clone, moving woodenly.
— The main body had perished, and even its soul had been scattered by Ming Tianbei’s whip. Thus, while the clone was still intact, it was like a soulless husk, mindless and reduced to pure instinct!
The black pathway seed to pierce through spatial limitations, leading sowhere unknown, deep within the darkness.
…&…
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