After resting enough, Yu Ziqing returned to the village, carrying Yang's laboratory with him, eagerly waiting to be cursed.

The Wig White Water Egg is really reliable, got it so quickly.

To prevent any other situations from arising, Yu Ziqing arrived early at the southwest of Jinlan Mountain to wait.

He took the opportunity to take care of the magic plants, checking how the juice was recovering.

Upon arrival, he saw that the high-pressure box already had a large amount of white fibrous roots, a sign of vitality, indicating better and quicker nutrient absorption.

This situation was enough for transplantation conditions, letting it grow further unchecked would not be good.

Yu Ziqing looked at the juice, talking to himself.

"Now you can be freed from the old stump, but I don't know if cutting the connection will affect you, I have to ask your opinion."

The juice swayed its branches, expressing no opinion.

"Then it's all up to me, I think it's okay, very suitable.

I named you Juice because I've never failed at cultivating juice.

This is my most confident type of victory spring flower.

Whether it's cuttings or grafting, or high-pressure rooting method, I've never failed."

Yu Ziqing told this to Juice, also to give himself a psychological hint, his confidence unwavering.

He took out the Soul Destruction Blade, decisively cutting the branches of the juice.

Then he removed the high-pressure box, replanted it in the yellow soil, watered the root-setting water, and waited for a moment longer, nothing adverse happened.

He could even distinctly feel a flow of light flicker across the branches and leaves, seemingly absorbing the nutrients from the yellow soil.

When Yu Ziqing told stories to Juice, he could clearly feel this time that someone was truly listening, absorbing the nourishment of stories through time.

The vitality notably ascended a level.

Yu Ziqing dug out the old stump Juice left behind, cleaning off the dirt from the stump.

By this time, it was clear to see that the stump only had a large, woody main root below, practically no fibrous roots left.

No wonder Juice couldn't endure, it was almost dead.

At this moment, the Snake Willow, which had been stretching its neck to watch the commotion, twisted its body, each thin snake forming crooked writing.

Yu Ziqing watched for quite a while; after the Snake Willow changed several times, Yu Ziqing barely recognized it.

"Drop blood?"

Immediately, the thin snake heads on the Snake Willow nodded in unison.

Yu Ziqing dropped a drop of blood onto the old stump, which absorbed it, and the main root below shrank and condensed continuously.

While the nine cuts above turned into a shape of a nine-palace diagram.

Finally, it slowly turned into a stick of a dried root, which upon careful inspection looked more like a whisk without any hair.

The nine cuts above appeared to be interfaces for binding animal hair.

Yu Ziqing vaguely felt a bloodline connection and sensed he could add runes to the nine gaps.

No, not just runes, even divine skills seemed to be printable.

This object was extremely hard; although wooden, it was extraordinarily heavy before the blood drop, possibly denser than gold.

After the blood drop, it became light as a feather, with a feeling in his hand as if it were an extension of his arm.

"Uh, what is this considered?"

Originally, there were no expectations that this Immortal Herb would bring anything.

Even if Juice were to bloom after the ninth flowering, it would have to be reborn, and by its next bloom, it might already be dead.

Or perhaps, very long after, the flower bloomed and no one knew what it would be.

Unexpectedly, there was a surprise harvest now.

Could it be when telling stories to Juice, boasting about even raising blooming the renowned Old Stump of Moved, could sustain life?

Now, Juice's old stump, not even considered material, directly became a treasure in his hands.

Yu Ziqing never thought about this before.

But thinking about it, indeed, the Old Stump of Immortal Herbs, even the withered leaves of Immortal Herbs, could be used as treasures.

This old stump which bloomed nine times, should it not be terrifying as such?

Yu Ziqing gently tapped Juice's leaf, grinned and laughed.

"Thank you, I also wish you can grow steadily, and be happy living here, nothing else matters, whether you bloom or not, doesn't matter, if you feel lonely, I'll plant some victory spring to keep you company."

Yu Ziqing waited there, waited for No.4 to return.

Three days later, he was still telling stories to Juice, taking care of these magic plants, and by the way explaining that if they ever see a little kid, they can give him a beating, just don't injure him seriously.

If really severely injured, he couldn't save these magic plants.

As he was talking, Yu Ziqing's expression suddenly changed, the Yin God's eyes suddenly opened, sensing in the ethereal a feeling that danger was approaching.

Yu Ziqing decisively took out the Dadui Jade Seal, and the Dadui's Prefectural Governor Seal, the County Magistrate Seal.

Then he took out the Seven-colored Gemstone, always ready to transform.

The Yin God was already prepared, always holding on to the Earth Deity Origin; Yu Ziqing held his hand virtually, always ready to grip the newly acquired Immortal Grass Old Stump.

Here it comes, here it comes, the Wig White Water Egg was too anxious, he couldn't hold back.

Yu Ziqing wasn't afraid of his foul play, just afraid he could endure.

At the edge of the void cliff, the Wig White Water Egg grasped the Big Seal in one hand, with the other transformed into a bony right hand, and flicked a finger.

A blood mist gathered in front of him, constantly changing, slowly forming a human shape.

Just like a blood-condensed, eyes-closed Yu Ziqing.

If he captured the True Name Seal of Yu Ziqing, he actually wouldn't need to go to such great lengths.