C4293 Success!
C4293 Success!
"I found an interesting phenomenon," Dongfang Qingyu said.
"Drinking coffee can increase strength?" Situ Qingcheng asked.
"This is not coffee, but a type of drink. It tastes like coffee and milk tea. It is easy to drink, and it has a faint fragrance that makes people feel happy," Dongfang Qingyu said.
"Does this have anything to do with planting the Primeval Demon Linden?" Situ Qingcheng asked.
"Feelings have an aura that can affect the surroundings," Dongfang Qingyu said.
"It can also affect plants?" Situ Qingcheng did not believe it.
"When we are intimate, if I have a bitter face, even if you close your eyes, you won't be able to feel it?" Dongfang Qingyu asked.
"This is not the same thing." Situ Qingcheng glared at him.
"Plants are also living things. The Primeval Demon Linden is not just a plant, it also has a half-insect bloodline," Dongfang Qingyu said. The Primeval Demon Linden had a bit of the smell of the winter bug and summer grass, half grass and half insect.
"Do you want some more music? Let me invite a few hot girls to dance with you?" Situ Qingcheng asked.
"This is what you have to do," Dongfang Qingyu said.
"Do you believe that I will bite you?" Situ Qingcheng said.
"I didn't lie to you. You will know after you try it." Dongfang Qingyu lit an incense stick in each of the four cardinal directions. Four incense sticks, four different colors, red, blue, green, and yellow. Situ Qingcheng did not know what these things were used for, so she did not ask or care.
In the end, Dongfang Qingyu even set up an altar in the east of the ground as if she was a magician. If it wasn't for Dongfang Qingyu's serious expression, Situ Qingcheng would have had the urge to leave. As a person who believed in science in this new era, she did not believe in superstition.
"Let's start!" After crushing a Magic Scroll, Dongfang Qingyu began her performance. Soil loosening, planting, fertilizing, watering, and sunbathing... The nutrients that the Ancient Demon Tree needed were terrifyingly high. The fertilizer disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye. Dongfang Qingyu kept repeating the process of fertilizing, watering, and sunbathing; during the process, she kept sprinkling small blue, purple, black, and white particles. Situ Qingcheng did not know what it was, but she did not dare to ask. Dongfang Qingyu's concentrated expression made her feel nervous for no reason.
There was a particular way to water the plants. At the beginning, it was boiling hot water, then the water temperature slowly decreased, and finally, it became ice water. Situ Qingcheng had never seen anything that required watering and ice water, but she knew that Dongfang Qingyu must have his reasons for doing so.
When the first green leaf broke through the soil, Situ Qingcheng heaved a sigh of relief. Everything was difficult at the beginning. As long as it sprouted, everything would be easy. This was what she thought. Dongfang Qingyu, on the other hand, did not relax at all. Instead, she became even more nervous. Her eyes stared at the green leaf, not even daring to blink.
The ice water turned into blood, the monster's blood. It was not human. The fertilizer also changed from black to white, with a pungent smell. It was very unpleasant.
The leaves, the big leaves, the growth, the blossoming... Every step, Dongfang Qingyu would respond with a change. The blood turned into wine, the fertilizer became the meat of the grassland wolf... When the Primeval Demon Lindens blossomed, Dongfang Qingyu asked Situ Qingcheng to dance and sing. At first, Situ Qingcheng was shy. When she found out that when she danced and sang, the speed of the Primeval Demon Lindens blooming indeed increased, and the flowers became more beautiful, she finally believed Dongfang Qingyu's words. She was not fooling her.
Time passed day by day. Unknowingly, a month had passed. The Primeval Demon Lindens bloomed twice, and the seeds changed from black to gray-white, from gray-white to pure white. Now, it was light yellow.
Situ Qingcheng did not completely count the materials used, but the blood used had exceeded three tons, and the flesh and blood were more than twenty tons. The consumption of other items, wine, and ice cubes could not be counted. Situ Qingcheng was secretly shocked. If she did not have any financial resources, she would not be able to support the consumption of the Primeval Demon Lindens.
Dongfang Qingyu kept crushing the Magic Scrolls, and the price of each Magic Scroll was more than 1000 gold coins. However, he did not care at all.
Seeing the yellow seed that had just been sprouted, Situ Qingcheng's heart also rose. The more dangerous it was, the more she was worried. She did not want to waste so much effort in the end. However, what was there to be afraid of? The seed suddenly turned into a huge beast and attacked the two of them. The combat strength of this huge beast was out of the ordinary, but the two of them could not kill the huge beast. The reason was that the huge beast was the seed. If they killed the huge beast, the seed would also die. The two of them could only be forced to take the hit. They had to consume the strength of the seed. This fight lasted for three days. Fortunately, Dongfang Qingyu's life was strong, and his defense was like a city wall. He finally managed to restore the seed's original form.
In the second month, all kinds of strange things kept happening. Not only did the ground grow terrifying grass, but his body was also sick. He was either weak or itchy or painful... Not to mention Situ Qingcheng, even Dongfang Qingyu was affected. However, his vitality and level were very advantageous. Although he was in pain, he could still persevere.
The worst time was when Situ Qingcheng fell unconscious on the ground for two days before he woke up. This feeling was extremely unbearable. She really thought that she was going to meet the King of Hell.
Dongfang Qingyu had always been on the front line. Situ Qingcheng was responsible for eating and drinking. Situ Qingcheng was in a coma for two days, and he was hungry for two days. When the flower of the Primeval Devil Tree turned pure gold, Dongfang Qingyu also started to get nervous. After all, he did not want to fail. Hard work was one thing, but the key was that he only had one chance. If he failed, he would not be able to start over.
"What's going on?" Situ Qingcheng suddenly realized that the sky had darkened. The Field Space did not have a moon, nor did it rotate. Thus, there was no night. It was all day.
She raised her head and saw dark clouds gathering above her head. An oppressive and uneasy feeling enveloped her.
"It's about to succeed!" Dongfang Qingyu said indifferently. Situ Qingcheng's heart trembled. This was a good sign, but also a bad one. As expected, when the fruit was about to form, bolts of lightning descended from the sky. Other than striking the fruit, they also struck Dongfang Qingyu. Dongfang Qingyu did not move at all, allowing the lightning to strike her. Her body was smoking, and her hair was charred. She did not care about it. Her HP was dropping, but Situ Qingcheng was so scared that her heart was about to jump out of her throat. She hurriedly treated him. She did not know any healing methods, so she could only use the Magic Scroll.
The lightning lasted for the time it took to finish a cup of tea. The Primeval Demon Tree's leaves were all chopped off. They were bald, and when a golden light shone in all directions, it was like a small sun. The entire Field Space seemed to be enveloped by the golden light. The lightning disappeared, and the dark clouds above the head quietly dissipated.
Success! Situ Qingcheng was overjoyed, but then her entire body went limp as she sat on the ground. The soil had dirtied her skirt and thighs, so she couldn't care less.
Chapter 12 – The Secrets of Cultivating the Ancient Demon Tree