: Origin, Borrowed Seed?

"Huh..."

"They're out again..."

Zhu Yu was surprised to see the various insects emerging from the ground. After thinking for a moment, he raised his hand and caught one of the insects in his palm, staring intently at it.

A fainter, emerald-green mark resurfaced in my mind.

They made contact telepathically, sending a greeting, "?"

"!"

As consciousness diverged into countless forms, Jiao Zuo, who was immersed in promoting the ritual, was suddenly awakened. His consciousness seemed to see through a misty bronze mirror, vaguely glimpsing a dark golden vertical pupil that pierced through the heavens and the earth.

Just that one glance.

Jiao Zuo suddenly felt as if he had been hit by the aftershock of a Foundation Establishment True Person from the Qingping Sect. In an instant, a thousand differentiated consciousnesses vanished, and half of the Spirit Ruins' origin disappeared into thin air.

"The real...the real person...why is He here again..."

Before his mind faded into darkness, he let out a mournful cry.

Zhu Yu looked at the broken mark: "?"

This senior brother, who has reached the pinnacle of Qi cultivation, seems a bit timid...

As the thought flashed through my mind and my consciousness returned to my body, I suddenly felt that something had appeared out of thin air in my spiritual space.

"?"

Zhu Yu was startled and hurriedly probed his divine sea with his divine sense. Then he saw a wisp of misty spiritual light slowly swirling around the ring like a dragon.

"What is this?"

The moment Zhu Yu's consciousness came into contact with the misty spiritual light, a warm feeling, as if returning to a mother's embrace or a fallen leaf returning to its roots, surged into his heart and lungs. His consciousness visibly solidified a little, and his thoughts became clearer.

at the same time.

A sudden realization dawned on me.

The shimmering spiritual light is the legendary origin of the Spirit Ruins.

"ah?…"

Zhu Yu was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed.

According to the jade slip given by Xiang Sui, the Lingxu Origin can be described as a panacea. It can be used not only to forge the foundation of the Dao, but also to improve the quality of the seed of the Dharma, pills, magic tools, talismans, puppets, etc. However, few people would waste it here.

For an instant.

Many uses of the Spirit Ruins' origin flashed through his mind.

The first purpose, of course, was to prepare for building a foundation for his Dao, followed by the use of his spells "Corpse Control Technique" and "Grass Spirit Technique," and also the magical artifacts he had been longing for...

A few breaths later.

Zhu Yu forcibly suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind, examining the Spirit Ruins Origin, which resembled a dragon or serpent, his heart filled with doubt.

"Where did it come from?"

"This situation seems somewhat familiar..."

I couldn't help but think of the moon-white light that emerged after triggering the marks of Xiaoyu, Xiaohei, and the big fat sheep moon spirit, and the visible changes after they absorbed them.

"So that was the origin of the Spirit Ruins, no wonder..."

Zhu Yu suddenly realized, and thinking back to the emerald green mark and his senior brother who refused to communicate, the outcome was obvious.

Thinking of this, he considered even more.

"Can the Eye of True Sight plunder the essence of another's spiritual realm?"

"No, no, if that's the case, the Spirit Void Essence that the Moon Spirit gave to Xiaoyu and Xiaohei should be with me right now..."

Think about it.

Zhu Yu felt that the senior brother who was unwilling to speak must have had a special situation, which was why he was able to obtain a piece of the Spirit Void Origin.

This can be seen from the pure spiritual origin within the Divine Sea Space and the spiritual origin filled with the aura of wild life that Xiaoyu and Xiaohei obtained.

Although both are the origin of the Spirit Ruins, they are quite different.

He didn't know why this was the case.

But none of that matters. What matters is that he saw a big white sheep that belonged to him.

His thoughts returned to his physical body, and Zhu Yu opened his eyes to look.

The swarm of insects that had just been diligently eating and multiplying without regard to species has vanished once again.

Zhu Yu: "?"

No, it's gone again?

After hesitating for a moment, they dug three feet into the ground, but still couldn't find the swarm of insects.

What he didn't know was.

Not far from the edge of the spirit field area, countless insects of all kinds flew down from the dome, forming a tall figure with an indistinct face. It kicked the soil hard towards the spirit field area, and the swarm of insects buzzed and turned away without looking back.

Not long after he left.

Lingtian Hall, three stories.

Wu Fengqi, who was engrossed in the story, suddenly changed his expression. He flipped his hand and took out an identity jade token. He scanned it with his divine sense and was stunned when he saw that a small merit and ten thousand contribution points had been deducted.

Upon understanding the reason for the deduction, he nearly spat out a mouthful of blood. He jumped to his feet, his face dark with rage, and roared:

"Damn Jiao Zuo, what does your failed ritual have to do with me?"

"Serves you right for failing, you piece of shit!"

After cursing a few times, Wu Fengqi stopped reading and hurriedly left. Contribution was secondary; deducting a small merit was tantamount to taking his life.

At his age, he doesn't want to risk his life to open up the Spirit Ruins.

When they stepped out of the palace gates.

Hearing the cheers coming from the spirit field, Wu Fengqi's face darkened even more. He snorted coldly, and his body transformed into a wisp of green smoke, heading straight for the Affairs Pavilion.

While some are sad, others are happy.

"Thank you for helping to get rid of the insects, fellow Daoists." Hong Xingwang happily handed over the spirit stones he had mentioned earlier to Zhu Yu and the others, and then took out three small cloth bags and handed them to them, saying cheerfully, "These are fruits grown by ourselves, fellow Daoists, please take them and have a taste."

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Hong."

Chen Ying looked as if she had eaten her fill, her cheeks rosy and beautiful. She scanned the spirit stones and cloth bag with her divine sense, then smiled and bowed.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Hong. If there is another insect infestation, please call upon me."

After saying this, she took out a communication talisman bearing her aura and handed it to Hong Xingwang. Then, swaying her alluring waist, she slowly walked away.

"Let's go."

Kuang Yan, whose gaze remained fixed on Chen Ying, saw her leave, tucked her bag into her pocket, waved, and strode after her.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, it's dark and the wind is cold..."

The two exchanged only a few words before they were already embracing and flirting.

"This guy is really shameless when it comes to women..."

Zhu Yu and Hong Xingwang exchanged a glance, both with strange expressions.

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Hong."

Zhu Yu put away one hundred spirit stones and five Qingling fruits, nodded slightly to Hong Xingwang, and turned to leave.

"Hey, fellow Daoist, please wait..."

Hong Xingwang seemed to remember something, and called out. Seeing Zhu Yu turn around, he hurriedly asked, "Has your strange insect reached adulthood, fellow Daoist?"

"Yes, is there something you need?"

Zhu Yu nodded, looking at him with a puzzled expression.

"Male or female?"

"male…"

Hong Xingwang rubbed his hands together excitedly and said, "Um... how about borrowing a seed?"

Zhu Yu was taken aback upon hearing this, then turned and left without looking back.

"Five hundred spirit stones! Regardless of whether the sperm donation is successful or not."

Zhu Yu didn't hesitate at all. Who was he looking down on? Xiao Yu was a dignified insect who had awakened a special talent for magic!

Five hundred spirit stones? Drink...tui.

Seeing that he didn't stop walking, Hong Xingwang quickly held up one finger and raised the price, saying, "One thousand! One thousand spirit stones!"

Zhu Yu paused slightly, as if he had discovered something. He looked down at his feet.

Upon seeing this, Hong Xingwang's face immediately lit up with joy, and he shouted, "Fifteen thousand!" He paused, then added with some pain, "Fifteen hundred spirit stones at once!"

"make a deal!"

Zhu Yu turned around, her face cold, and said, "Ten times at most! I won't allow any more than that!"

"Ten times?"

Hong Xingwang's noodles trembled for a moment. Seeing that he looked like he was about to turn and leave if he didn't agree, he quickly cupped his hands and said, "No need for ten times, ten times is too many. How about one...two times?"

Zhu Yu frowned, then nodded and said, "You seem like a straightforward person, so three times will do. Two times wouldn't be enough to make Xiao Yu tremble."

Hong Xingwang's gaze swept over the small jade pendant brimming with spiritual energy on his shoulder, and he nodded firmly, "As you say, three times it is!"

He immediately extended his hand in a gesture of invitation.

"Fellow Daoist, please follow me. My home is not far from here."

Half an hour later.

With a warm farewell from Hong Xingwang, Zhu Yu, who had acted as a pimp, left the courtyard with Xiao Yu, who showed no signs of exhaustion.