Nuwa, the goddess of immortality, said that cultivating immortality does not require spiritual energ

"This ginseng... no, it can no longer be called 'spiritual ginseng'." The girl's voice carried a hint of sigh: "It has become a spiritual treasure of heaven and earth."

"A rare treasure from heaven and earth!?" Lin Wanrou exclaimed in surprise.

Even Qin Le looked surprised—he had read records about the spirits of heaven and earth in ancient books.

This is an extremely special existence, favored by the Heavenly Dao, with innate intelligence far exceeding that of ordinary races; it is no exaggeration to call it a darling of the Heavenly Dao.

But precisely because they are so extraordinary, the total number of spiritual creatures in the entire Three Realms is less than a hundred, not even enough to form a complete race.

"That's not right, Master." Lin Wanrou was puzzled again: "If it really is a rare and precious creature, how could it be... so weak?"

As far as she knew, even the weakest of the rare creatures of heaven and earth possessed the cultivation of a Golden Immortal. How could such a powerful Golden Immortal be so easily picked up by Qin Le and his group of youngsters?

"Did you not even finish reading the copy of 'Tales of the Three Realms' that I gave you?" The maiden glared at her irritably.

"Ah?! I... I've finished reading it..." Lin Wanrou's voice gradually weakened.

"You wouldn't ask such a stupid question if you'd seen it all," the virgin girl bluntly exposed.

"Okay..." Lin Wanrou lowered her head and admitted defeat: "Apart from the parts related to alchemy, I didn't look at the rest in detail."

The virgin sighed and began to explain:

"Although the spirits of heaven and earth are favored by the heavens, they still need to undergo a 'spirit transformation tribulation' before they can truly be 'born'. Only by passing through this tribulation can they be considered true spirits of heaven and earth and be able to travel through the three realms."

"So this ginseng... failed its tribulation?" Qin Le interjected.

The girl rolled her eyes at him: "Who told you it failed? It succeeded—it just consumed too much energy during the tribulation, which is why it has degenerated into such an ordinary state, and even its consciousness has fallen into a deep sleep. Luckily, you little guys didn't hurt it, otherwise, if you had woken it up... you would have all been in serious trouble."

She originally wanted to say that waking up would mean certain death, but when she remembered that Nuwa's divided soul still resided in Qin Le's sea of ​​consciousness, she changed her words.

After all, that was a saint, and even if it was just a wisp of his soul, it was something that a Golden Immortal could not shake.

Moreover, when Nuwa chose Qin Le, even the Jade Emperor was easily forced to retreat—that wisp of her soul was by no means powerless.

"Didn't the Jade Emperor and the others... check it beforehand?" Lin Wanrou asked, puzzled. "They just moved the entire mountain range into the secret realm like that?"

The maiden rolled her eyes at her again: "Do you think the Jade Emperor would personally handle such trivial matters? The people responsible for moving mountains and setting up the secret realm are just a few celestial beings. It's perfectly normal that they wouldn't notice."

"I understand the situation, but even if it's a rare and precious object..." Qin Le still had doubts, "to us, it doesn't seem like it could be considered a 'treasure,' does it?"

Natural treasures are obviously not suitable for alchemy—not to mention whether one could defeat them, actually refining them would incur divine retribution.

After all, the title of "favored child of Heaven" wasn't given lightly.

Unless a sage intervenes, no one can withstand the backlash from Heaven.

"Why not?" the maiden laughed. "As long as we talk properly—it is a treasure."

As she spoke, she raised her hand and cast a spell, which landed on the spiritual ginseng.

A soft light emanated from the surface of the ginseng, and a palm-sized, ethereal female figure slowly emerged. She glanced at the people around her, her tone rather helpless:

"I hid it so well... and it still got dug out."

The young girl smiled and said, "How about we make a deal?"

The illusory female figure looked at her curiously: "What kind of deal?"

"We will provide you with the spiritual energy you need to recover. All you need to do is agree to temporarily reside in our herb garden," the girl stated the terms of the deal.

Lin Wanrou and Qin Le were both taken aback upon hearing this, then their eyes lit up with realization.

The mother and son simultaneously realized that if the spiritual creatures of heaven and earth resided in the medicinal garden, they could naturally improve the growth rate and quality of the spiritual plants even without doing anything.

If this spirit ginseng were placed in the Alliance's herb garden... doubling the output of spirit plants would probably not be a problem.

As the discoverers, Lin Wanrou and Qin Le naturally received a generous reward.

"I need about ten thousand catties of spiritual liquid every day," the illusory woman said bluntly. "For at least five years. Can you... afford that?"

She is too weak now, and if she relies solely on her own slow recovery, it will probably take her over a hundred years.

"Yes," the girl said without hesitation. "We agree."

"That's settled then."

After the woman's illusory figure finished speaking, it shrank back into the spiritual ginseng and remained motionless.

The deal was done, and the girl looked at Lin Wanrou: "Put it in your private medicine garden."

"Huh?" Lin Wanrou was a little surprised: "Shouldn't it be sent to the Alliance's herb garden?"

"The Alliance's herb garden has plenty of these," the young girl said casually. "The Celestial Realm has already prepared them."

The alliance is backed by the entire Celestial Realm, and almost all resources beneficial to its development have been allocated. Naturally, the spiritual treasures of heaven and earth are no exception.

"Luckily, I've saved up quite a few spirit stones..."

Lin Wanrou muttered to herself as she carried the ginseng toward her small herb garden.

Ten thousand catties of spirit liquid a day—such a consumption, in the entire mortal world, apart from Lin Wanrou who accumulated a huge amount of spirit stones by inventing various pills, is probably only affordable to a few high-ranking members of the alliance who came down from the heavenly realm.

In the herb garden, she deftly set up a spacious pool and poured tens of millions of spirit stones into the array's core. Spiritual energy circulated, and the pool quickly filled with crystalline spiritual liquid transformed from the spirit stones.

While Lin Wanrou was busy decorating Ling Shen's new home, Qin Le had already returned to his room.

As soon as I lay down, Nuwa's voice rang in my mind:

"Little Lele, come in. Mommy will teach you something today."

Qin Le could tell that Nuwa's mood at this moment... seemed rather unpleasant.

His consciousness sank into his sea of ​​knowledge, but the scene before him made him slightly startled.

Nuwa was no longer in the form of yellow clay, nor in the shape of a little clay figure, but revealed her true form that surpassed perfection.

However, she was wearing a modern, loose-fitting casual outfit, and her long hair was casually tied up, giving her a somewhat relaxed and homey vibe.

"Mother Nuwa," Qin Le approached and tentatively asked, "Who upset you?"

"It's all because of those unreliable guys!" Nuwa pouted, her face full of displeasure. "They said I didn't teach you anything... Today I'm going to teach you how to play with mud... cough, I mean, 'create things from clay'!"

As she spoke, she waved to Qin Le. In front of her were two neatly arranged lumps of warm-colored yellow clay.

Qin Le didn't know what to say for a moment, so he silently sat down next to her.

The bickering between Nuwa and those ancient powerful figures was not something he could meddle in.

He might just agree with something, and those people would give him some friendly advice from afar—even though Nuwa is on the same level as them.

But there are so many people on the other side...