Chapter 48: Immortal Flavor Fruit Seeds

“Come and steal my things, come and steal my things!” The words coming from the Radio echoed. Zhou Yu was dumbfounded. He had seen shameless people before, but he had truly never seen anyone this shameless.

Every time the Radio finished stealing something, Uncle-Master Wu would yell and curse. But now, there was actually someone standing there, shouting for people to come steal? It seemed the Immortal World wasn’t lacking in idiots either.

Not only was Zhou Yu dumbfounded, but even Uncle-Master Wu was stunned the moment he saw Song Qingxiu acting crazy, shouting “Come steal my things!”

“Hehe, Song Qingxiu, mocking that Senior like this… you really think he won’t appear? As your senior brother, I deeply sympathize with whatever might happen to you next,” Uncle-Master Wu said after snapping out of it. He shook his head and gave a “hehe” laugh, his face full of pity.

Song Qingxiu let out a big laugh. “Haha, Senior Brother Wu, stop playing these tricks. If there were really a Cultivation Senior with the ability to move objects from afar, he would have taken everything from you already. Would he really only take one worthless item each time?”

“Oh, I think I understand now. You want to use this trick to stop the cooperation between the Xuantian Sect and the Divine Chef Villa, right? But your act isn’t convincing enough.”

As he said this, Song Qingxiu seemed to have a sudden realization. He then took some things out of his pocket. “See? In my hand right now are ten seeds of the Immortal Flavor Fruit. This is one of the reasons the Divine Chef Villa stands firm in the Mortal World. The fruit they produce, ground into powder, can be added while cooking. It’s enough to make a dish’s flavor become even more delicious, making mortals feel like they’re enjoying an immortal delicacy.”

“Furthermore, the Villa would never let these seeds circulate outside. Only after undergoing their unique catalytic technique can they be kept alive. The ten I have now are test samples they used. Today, I’m going to plant them right there in the Spirit Herb Garden. I’ll make something from the Divine Chef Villa take root and sprout in the Xuantian Sect.”

Pointing at the seeds in his hand, Song Qingxiu’s face was full of pride. This Senior Brother Wu wanted to fool people with this kind of trick? It was utterly childish.

He was going to make Senior Brother Wu watch with his own eyes as something from the Divine Chef Villa was planted in the Xuantian Sect’s Spirit Herb Garden.

But when he looked back at the seeds in his hand again, his face changed dramatically. “Ah! No! Where are the ten Immortal Flavor Fruit seeds I just had in my hand? They were just here! How is this possible? How can this be?”

At that moment, Song Qingxiu stared at the ten Immortal Flavor Fruit seeds that had been there just a moment ago. They had already vanished from his hand. His face changed drastically as he shouted frantically, widening his eyes to stare at his own palm as if trying to find the ten seeds. But his palm was still completely empty.

Uncle-Master Wu, standing nearby, was stunned for a moment. Then, his face showed excitement, and he laughed heartily. “Haha! Haha! Senior, go ahead and take everything from him! He just said you could take whatever you wanted; don’t be polite!”

Before this, he had been very angry with this Cultivation Senior, wishing he could skin him alive. But now, he was so excited he even wanted to jump up and thank this Senior loudly. This was simply too satisfying.

“YOU stole them! It must have been you! Wu, hand over the Immortal Flavor Fruit seeds now!” Hearing Uncle-Master Wu’s gloating laughter, Song Qingxiu’s eyes widened into circles as he glared fixedly at him.

Meanwhile, Zhou Yu, looking at the ball of light floating above the Radio and listening to Uncle-Master Wu’s excited laughter and Song Qingxiu’s angry voice, couldn’t help but let out a “pfft” laugh.

He had merely thought about the Immortal Flavor Fruit seeds just now. He never expected the Radio to deliver them directly. It seemed the Radio also had an issue with Song Qingxiu’s mockery.

Zhou Yu looked at the ball of light. Inside were ten tiny seeds. He gently touched the light with his finger, and the seeds fell directly into his hand.

These ten Immortal Flavor Fruit seeds looked like little fennel seeds, very small and seemingly unremarkable. However, the most unique thing was a special fragrance emanating from the seeds, making one feel very comfortable.

Immortal Flavor Fruit—the name sounded very nice. According to that Song Qingxiu, the fruit that grows from it, when ground into powder and added during cooking, can make people feel like they’re enjoying the taste of immortal delicacies. Was it really that magical? Zhou Yu’s heart couldn’t help but feel eager to try.

For humans, the most important things were clothing, food, shelter, and transportation. And now, food was at the forefront. The dishes he ate at the top-floor restaurant of Jingguan Tower were truly delicious. The fish his uncle roasted couldn’t compare at all.

Zhou Yu didn’t know what the flavor of an immortal delicacy was. But anything valued so highly by the Divine Chef Villa and requiring planting in a Spirit Herb Garden was definitely no ordinary thing. He could hardly wait to go out and plant these ten seeds right now.

“Haha, asking me to hand over the seeds? You’re thinking too simply. You angered that Senior; this is your retribution.” Seeing Song Qingxiu’s frantic appearance, Uncle-Master Wu laughed heartily again, his heart full of delight.

“It must be you. There’s no Cultivation Senior here. This is all a trick you’re playing yourself. Hand over the seeds now!” Song Qingxiu clenched his fists and said hatefully.

Uncle-Master Wu smiled faintly. “I told you there is a Senior here. You didn’t believe me. If you want a fight, I, Old Wu, will keep you company to the end. Don’t forget who’s in charge of this Spirit Herb Garden.”

He didn’t bother explaining further. If Song Qingxiu wanted to fight, Old Wu wasn’t afraid.

“You! Humph! I will definitely invite the Sect Leader over to see these ghost tricks you’re playing. You won’t succeed.” Song Qingxiu weighed his options in his mind. Finally, he snorted coldly, turned around, and left. His Cultivation was inferior to Uncle-Master Wu’s, and Old Wu had been in charge of this Spirit Herb Garden for many years—he definitely had some hidden cards.

“Junior Brother Song, then you’d better hurry. It’s best if you come back with some good stuff on you; that Senior won’t let you off so easily.” Seeing that Song Qingxiu didn’t dare to fight, Uncle-Master Wu threw out a few mocking words.

“We’ll see about that,” Song Qingxiu paused his step, then said coldly before leaving.

After Song Qingxiu left, Uncle-Master Wu laughed heartily several times in a row. “Haha! Haha! So satisfying! Senior, I, Old Wu, thank you…”

Just as Uncle-Master Wu was speaking words of thanks, his voice suddenly disappeared. The Radio once again emitted crackling static.

A smile appeared on Zhou Yu’s face. As the saying goes, the enemy of my enemy is my friend. Before, he had been cursed and threatened in every way by Uncle-Master Wu. But now, because of this Song Qingxiu, not only were old grudges wiped clean, Old Wu was even thanking him.

The world was truly wonderful. Regarding Uncle-Master Wu, he held gratitude in his heart. If it weren’t for his selfless help, Zhou Yu’s farming endeavors wouldn’t have progressed so smoothly.

The Low-Grade Spirit Gathering Array, the Spirit Stabilizing Liquid, the Spirit Beast Pill—these things didn’t seem to have much great value in the Immortal World. But in the real world, they had all become precious treasures.

Before, Zhou Yu thought Uncle-Master Wu was having such a tough time and had been wondering how to compensate him. Now, he had vented some anger for him first.