Inside the tree hollow, there were four or five pinecones emitting a faint white immortal light, along with three or four spirit fruits of unknown variety.
But judging from the aura and quality, with Su Mu’s keen treasure-evaluating eye, it was certain that this was a treasure, and indeed a very extraordinary one.
He then reached out and took all the pinecones and spirit fruits from inside.
Holding them in his hand, he caught a whiff of a peculiar fragrance, so refreshing that it made him feel transparent inside and out.
A hint of joy flashed in Su Mu’s eyes, greatly surpassing his expectations.
This was undoubtedly a rare treasure, a top-grade great dicine, as ordinary great dicines provided no further improvent for soone of Su Mu’s level.
This kind of treasure, whose re scent could refresh the body and mind, hadn’t been seen in ages.
Sorry, Little Squirrel, but I’ll gladly accept your things.
Su Mu tucked these pinecones and spirit fruits into his sleeve.
The next mont, ripples appeared on the river surface before him.
Upon seeing this, Su Mu concealed his aura and hid behind a large rock.
Soon, a furry little head peeked out from the water, glanced around to ensure there was no danger, and then climbed ashore.
In its arms was a silver-glowing pinecone, and it climbed up the ancient tree.
Upon reaching its doorstep, the Little Squirrel froze, its wide, innocent eyes looking dazed as the pinecone it was holding slipped from its grasp and fell to the ground.
Squeak!!
After a long pause, the Little Squirrel let out a heart-wrenching scream.
The next second, its eyes reddened, as if on the verge of tears.
At this mont, the Little Squirrel looked visibly distressed, as if it had shattered.
Seeing this scene, Su Mu looked at the spirit fruits in his sleeve, wondering if he should leave one for it.
Studying the Little Squirrel, he noticed its aura was quite extraordinary, able to dive underwater, which explained how it found such a high-level treasure. It seed to be a Spiritual Rat.
In terms of aura strength, this Little Squirrel was much stronger than his fifth and sixth familiars.
However, Su Mu decided not to form another contract, as he already had seven familiars and couldn’t afford more, unless he encountered one that was extraordinarily impressive.
The Little Squirrel finally accepted reality after a while, tidied up its shattered emotions, picked up the silver pinecone from the ground, and returned it to the tree hollow.
After securing it, the Little Squirrel gathered so dry grass to cover the opening of the hollow.
Having done all this, it waited on a branch of the ancient tree for two hours, never spotting the thief who stole from its ho. Its resolve then returned; it leapt into the water and soon vanished.
Even the Little Squirrel couldn’t believe its treasures, hidden outside the confines of ti, could be stolen.
What kind of being could steal from its ho?
Even if it found the thief, it lacked the power to reclaim its treasures. An entity capable of robbing it clean from atop the River of Ti could never be its match.
It just hoped that the perpetrator simply passed by and stole from its ho once by chance.
Surely they couldn’t dwell perpetually above the River of Ti, right?
Ti to start over; perhaps this was a fated tribulation in its life, and overcoming it would ensure a smooth immortal path and unobstructed Great Dao in the future!
The Little Squirrel could only console itself in this way.
....
After the Little Squirrel left, Su Mu approached the tree hollow, removing the useless grass.
He reached inside and retrieved the silver pinecone the Little Squirrel had just placed, examining it in his palm.
He found it similar to the ones he had taken earlier.
After inspecting it, he placed it back inside.
Once he accumulated more, he would co back for another harvest.
He placed the grass back at the hollow’s entrance.
Although he didn’t gain Favor Points, acquiring the treasures was no loss.
All the tasks on the parchnt roll were completed, and with an afternoon left, Su Mu continued his patrol.
To quickly save up a hundred thousand and raise the affinity to 10%.
...
anwhile, in the Great Woe Immortal Realm.
An Immortal Island sat amidst the Endless Sea between the East Woe Immortal Realm and the West Woe Immortal Realm.
The island was enormous, as vast as over a hundred large cities combined.
There were several large cities on the island, with lofty mountains and flowing waters, birds and beasts, and ethereal Immortal Charm lingering above the island. From afar, it resembled the mythical Penglai Immortal Island, inspiring awe and reverence.
This Immortal Island hadn’t existed until recently, seemingly appearing overnight.
It caught the attention of cultivators from the East Woe Immortal Realm and West Woe Immortal Realm, sparking speculation about a newly erged Secret Realm.
Yet, any cultivator harboring such thoughts who ventured into the sea to explore ended up missing.
Gradually, no one dared to pursue the legendary Immortal Island anymore.
Rumors claid the island was the private land of top-level powers from the Immortal Domain, or even that it was the Domain Master’s private garden.
Under such legends, this Immortal Island beca the most forbidden and mysterious place in the Immortal Realm.
.....
On the Immortal Island.
A girl in a white immortal dress sat swaying on a wisteria swing...
Her porcelain-like feet dangled in the air, swinging.
Around the little girl fluttered multicolored, iridescent butterflies, encircling her, while flickering fireflies flitted in the Ancient Forest.
She resembled a sprite of the Ancient Forest, cloaked in fantasy.
At this mont, on a distant mountain, the third one looked at the first one, now in human form, murmuring, "It seems the young master quite likes it here."
In human form, the first one was taller than the third one, bearing a commanding presence, with boundless Holy Light in his deep dragon eyes.
"As long as she likes it, all our efforts to create this Immortal Island are worthwhile."
The first one’s gaze pierced through the Ancient Forest, falling upon the girl with a smile.
This Immortal Island was crafted overnight by them, every mountain, object, leaf, and flower ticulously created.
"The master said the young master must return ho before dark."
"But, the flow of ti on the River of Ti differs from ours, so we can’t quite grasp the timing...."
The third one was troubled, unsure how long to let the young master play there.
"Let her play for a month, but not too long."
"If she plays too long, we’ll lose track of ti, but a month should be fine."
"You accompany the young master to play; I have so matters to attend to."
With that, the first one prepared to leave.
Just then, the third one hurriedly called out, "Big brother... I don’t know how to take care of a child...."
"Didn’t I see you having fun with the young master last ti?"
The first one smiled as he replied.
"Last ti I only looked after her for a few days, but a month... I really can’t do it."
The third one showed a look of helplessness.
If asked to battle an enemy alone for a millennium, he wouldn’t even blink an eye.
But... taking care of the young master for a month seed to stretch each second into eternity.
What if... What if the young master got bumped or sothing? That would truly panic him.
"Oh, co on."
"What’s the matter, can’t handle such a small task? The young master isn’t that difficult to take care of, is she?"
"Anyway, figure it out yourself; I have things to do, I’m off."
With that, the first one zipped away, disappearing from sight.
Seeing his big brother leave, the third one held his head in annoyance as he faced the toughest challenge since his cultivation journey began.
After pondering for a long ti, his eyes lit up with an idea.
He thought of soone.
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