Chapter 163

Chapter 162 Senior Brother Gifts a Puppet, From Then On, It’s Named Fortress

The enormous crane descended like a vast shadow.

Those huge pink eyes looked down at the small humans on the edge of the field.

“Junior Brother Xu, it’s been a long time!” Chu Qiu’s voice rang out from the crane’s back. Then he leaped down and landed steadily in the blink of an eye.

As Xu Changqing bowed respectfully, he asked with a smile, “Senior Brother Chu, it’s been a long time. Has the Dragon Boat Race ended?”

Chu Qiu nodded slightly and said, “It just ended yesterday, and I rushed back today.”

Xu Changqing pointed to the wooden house with his right hand and said, “You’ve worked hard, why don’t you come in and have a seat?”

Chu Qiu waved his hand, “I can’t stay for too long.”

Then, he looked around at the two acres of spiritual fields.

Once a Spirit Farmer breaks through to the early stage of Foundation Establishment, they will be given one acre of Grade 2 Spirit Field.

The acre on the left is planted with a large amount of spirit rice, as well as some vegetables.

On the right side, the outer edge is covered with steaming golden crow vines, and the inner edge is crescent-shaped bright moon grass.

The one on the left is more common.

The one on the right is rare.

This is almost standard equipment for every Spirit Farmer in the Foundation Establishment stage.

Two acres of sacred land, one acre to ensure basic living expenses, and one acre to make a fortune.

Xu Changqing blinked: “Senior Brother Chu, is there something you need to find me at the Spirit Field?”

Chu Qiu immediately replied, “Of course it’s to celebrate your Foundation Establishment…”

Before he could finish speaking, He Qi interrupted from behind: “He kept talking about your spirit rice wine the whole way.”

Upon hearing this, Chu Qiu blushed and said rather awkwardly, “Junior Brother Xu’s spirit rice wine is indeed unique in the entire Dongting Immortal Sect.”

“Hey, it’s just spirit rice wine.” Xu Changqing thought it was a big deal. He opened his right hand, and a pound of top-grade spirit rice that he had prepared in advance appeared in his palm.

The reason he still brews top-grade spirit rice wine is to curry favor with these powerful figures.

Therefore, storage space is always ready.

No matter who comes, give away at least one pound.

Chu Qiu was stunned, not expecting the other party to be so generous. After thinking for a moment, he said, “Senior brother won’t take your top-grade spirit rice wine for nothing. If you get a top ten ranking in the [Thousand Sails Competition], the reward is a high-quality spirit weapon called [Azure Dragon Rope].”

His storage device was neither a common storage bag nor the recently popular jade gourd, but a small and exquisite gray-black storage ring.

With a sudden thought, two items appeared in his left and right hands respectively.

Xu Changqing glanced around and saw on the left side the Azure Dragon Rope woven from dragon whiskers and spirit vines.

It not only contains the terrifying baleful aura of the Azure Dragon, but also exudes a rich water elemental power.

I don’t recognize the one on the right. It looks like a small wooden puppet, and it’s quite ordinary overall.

Seeing the doubt in the other person’s eyes, Chu Qiu explained, “On the way back, I ran into an idiot. This guy was also in the top ten and actually tried to rob me, and then… you know what happened.”

Xu Changqing immediately understood and asked with a smile, “What is this?”

Chu Qiu explained, “This thing is called the [Wood Spirit Puppet]. It’s a puppet made of wood spirit energy. It will enlarge when infused with wood spirit energy and then help you with some simple tasks.”

Xu Changqing said “Oh,” indicating that he understood.

He had read about puppetry in books; it was a relatively novel puppet mechanism technique that had emerged in the last thousand years.

Chu Qiu said magnanimously, “Junior Brother Xu, you have a wood spirit root, so you should definitely choose this [Wood Spirit Puppet] first. But if you like this [Azure Dragon Rope], that’s fine too.”

A magical artifact?

I have it myself, or even better!

Mythical beast?

I possess it myself, and it’s at the thousand-year level!

The reason I participated in the Thousand Sails Racing Competition was purely to give Zhao Qianyun face.

This magical artifact, a puppet, is better given to Xu Changqing than left to gather dust. It would be a good opportunity to bring the two of them closer.

That way, it won’t be so awkward to ask the other party for spirit rice wine next time.

When it comes to human relationships, Xu Changqing never disappoints; he decisively chose the [Wood Spirit Puppet].

After all, the Azure Dragon Rope requires water elemental power to use, which is perfect for Chu Qiu, who has both water and wood elemental roots.

If I were to take it myself, it would either gather dust or be sold.

After putting everything away, he took back the pound of top-grade spirit rice wine he was holding.

Chu Qiu was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding what this meant.

Xu Changqing chuckled and said, “Such a precious gift, if I only give Senior Brother Chu a pound of top-grade spirit rice wine, then I would be too stingy.”

After saying that, he immediately walked towards his own wooden house.

When he came out again, he was carrying twenty catties of top-grade spirit rice wine.

Upon seeing this, Chu Qiu’s eyes lit up: “This Junior Brother Xu is really… a real friend!”

Xu Changqing handed twenty catties of top-grade spirit rice wine to the other party, and then smiled and said, “If Senior Brother Chu finishes drinking it, just use the communication talisman to let me know, and I will send it directly to the Spirit Beast Valley.”

After accepting the gift, Chu Qiu smiled and said, “There’s no need to trouble Junior Brother Xu. If you finish drinking, I’ll come over myself when I have time, or I can have He Qi come.”

“Hmph!” He Qi gave a rather arrogant snort.

After chatting casually for a while, Chu Qiu excused himself and left, saying he needed to participate in the [Formal Disciple Competition].

The enormous white crane moved with lightning speed, disappearing into the horizon in an instant.

Xu Changqing turned his gaze away and then looked at the wooden spirit puppet in his hand.

If this thing can really help, then I won’t have to get up early every morning to clean up the droppings of my guinea fowl and other birds.

There’s no need to travel to distant places to bring back clean spring water.

Everything can be entrusted to this Wood Spirit Puppet.

But the premise is that this thing is actually useful.

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Xu Changqing pondered, “It’s a relatively rare puppet, so it shouldn’t disappoint me.”

He immediately infused it with his own wood elemental power.

With a “click,” the puppet seemed to come to life.

As its body grew larger, its weight also increased little by little.

Xu Changqing casually tossed it onto the ridge in front of him.

Before long, the originally small puppet was enlarged several times, even reaching a height of two meters, and looked like a stiff green tree man.

Its eyes are quite “wise,” almost as intelligent as Want Want’s.

They stood still, neither speaking nor moving.

“I almost forgot, I also need to leave a double imprint of blood and spiritual consciousness.” Xu Changqing suddenly remembered and quickly forced out a drop of his own blood.

Sure enough, after the dual imprints of blood and consciousness were left…

The puppet, which had originally been wise in its gaze, gradually developed eyes that shone like emeralds.

At the same time, Xu Changqing and it developed a telepathic connection.

This thing is similar to magical artifacts and magical beasts.

You can give it instructions and commands, or you can let it do whatever it wants.

A deep voice came from the wooden spirit puppet’s mouth: “Master.”

Xu Changqing looked him up and down, then instructed, “From now on, you will be called [Fortress]. You will be responsible for guarding the spirit fields for me, cleaning up the dog poop, chicken poop, and weeds nearby, and fetching clean spring water from a more distant place.”

Fortress’s eyes shone like torches as he nodded vigorously, saying, “Yes, Master!”

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