Chapter 40

"Are you sure you want to give me this seed?" Li Nianfan asked.

He had developed a strong interest in the seed and was very curious about what it could grow into.

Zhao Shanhe, seeing Li Nianfan's interest, immediately trembled with joy and hurriedly said, "Young Master Li, this seed is useless in the hands of ordinary people. It might die at any time. Giving it to you is truly fitting!"

Li Nianfan thought for a moment and nodded, "That's true. Reviving this seed requires a lot of care. Few people can truly manage it. It would be a pity if it died, so I'll take it."

This seed was indeed extraordinary. Even a high-level cultivator said it required care, making it even more impossible for others to handle.

Zhao Shanhe couldn't hide his smile. The seed was just a burden in his hands, but he never expected it to be appreciated by a high-level cultivator. This was a huge gain!

The others were envious to the point of turning green with jealousy, thinking, "What a lucky bastard."

For a moment, the scene fell into a brief silence.

Li Nianfan sat in his seat, looking at the five people opposite him.

He was waiting for Bai Wuchen and the others to make a request.

Since they had been so enthusiastic and given such a precious spirit medicine, Li Nianfan naturally wanted to show his appreciation.

However, after waiting for a while, none of them spoke up to make a request.

This was awkward.

He couldn't just offer to paint a picture for them; that would be too lowbrow. How narcissistic would he have to be to actively ask others to take his paintings?

Inviting them to stay for dinner wasn't appropriate either; it was only afternoon, and dinner was still a long way off.

It would be even more inappropriate to ask them to leave.

Unbeknownst to him, Bai Wuchen and the others were even more uneasy, almost unable to sit still.

Why is this high-level cultivator staring at us like this?

Did we offend Young Master Li in some way?

Oh no, what should we do? The pressure is so great, I'm about to wet my pants.

Under Li Nianfan's gaze, they felt as if they had no secrets, even getting the illusion that Li Nianfan could read their minds.

It was terrifying.

In just a short moment, their backs were drenched in sweat.

"Right, the tea plants in the back garden have just matured. I'll give you some," Li Nianfan said, finally thinking of what to give them.

Cultivators value mental cultivation and refinement, and tea tasting is very popular in the cultivation world. The tea leaves he grew were of good quality and wouldn't embarrass him.

Bai Wuchen and the others felt a great relief, then were overjoyed, and hurriedly said, "Thank you, Young Master Li, thank you, Young Master Li."

These tea leaves must be extraordinary; otherwise, Young Master Li wouldn't have hesitated so long before deciding to give them to us.

Moreover, even watermelons and congee are not ordinary things. How could tea leaves be simple?

They are likely divine objects!

It must be our sincerity that moved Young Master Li, making him willing to part with some tea leaves despite his reluctance.

They all resolved to work harder in the future and strive to understand every hint from Young Master Li.

Look at these cultivators; their quality is truly high. Anyone can see that their gratitude is genuine.

"You're too polite. I should be the one thanking you," Li Nianfan smiled and said, "Xiao Bai, go pick four portions of tea leaves."

"As you wish, my master."

Soon, Xiao Bai returned from the back garden with four bags of tea leaves.

Li Nianfan said, "The tea leaves have just matured, and I didn't pick much. Each bag only has one pound. Please don't mind."

"Don't mind, don't mind," Bai Wuchen and the others shook their heads, respectfully taking the tea leaves from Xiao Bai and carefully storing them.

With such a valuable item in their possession, they had no intention of staying longer and quickly took their leave.

As soon as they stepped out of the courtyard, they didn't even greet each other, clutching their pockets and flying away in a hurry.

Their hurried appearance made it seem as if they were carrying priceless treasures, fearing that someone might try to snatch them.

Lin Qingyun was the most nervous. Her cultivation was the lowest, and she regretted not bringing a guard this time.

Luo Shiyu, feeling a bit hungry, couldn't help but ask, "Dad, should we try some when we get back?"

"No way!" Luo Huang refused without hesitation, sternly saying, "Shiyu, this is a priceless treasure, not something to be taken lightly. There's only so much, and any loss would be a huge matter. We can't just eat it casually."

He had already decided to store the tea leaves in the deepest part of the treasure vault and only take a little out for special occasions.

Inside the courtyard, Da Ji looked at Li Nianfan with deep affection and gratitude, "Young Master Li, I'm sorry for the trouble my injuries have caused you."

"This is nothing, just a small matter. Focus on recovering," Li Nianfan said nonchalantly.

The more he acted this way, the more moved Da Ji became.

To save her, Young Master Li defied the will of heaven and saved her from divine punishment. He even gave up his reclusive life and lowered himself to owe favors to those cultivators. He owed her too much.

From now on, as long as Young Master Li wishes, I will do my utmost to help him and never let him worry!

Right, Young Master Li likes playing chess. I must learn and understand it well to make him happy.

At this moment, she noticed that Li Nianfan was arranging the spirit medicines and immortal herbs in a certain pattern.

Curious, she asked, "Young Master Li, what are you doing?"

Li Nianfan said, "These spirit medicines are quite good. I'm checking which ones can help with your injuries and which ones can be used for planting."

"Planting?"

Da Ji was stunned, looking at Li Nianfan in surprise.

Spirit medicines are not easy to grow. They require a very specific environment, and the cost and effort to grow one are enormous. High-level spirit medicines need special cultivation methods, and even then, only a few survive.

Even if you manage to grow them successfully, spirit medicines usually take a hundred or even several hundred years to mature, making it a thankless task.

In the cultivation world, spirit medicines are considered a matter of fate, naturally grown.

Why is it considered fate? Because it's purely a matter of luck. Obtaining spirit medicines relies on luck, and trying to grow them artificially is almost impossible. Mass cultivation is a pipe dream.

Li Nianfan nodded, "Yes, I plan to make these immortal herbs into potted plants and place them in the inner courtyard to beautify our living space."

The herbs he mentioned were the sixteen supreme immortal herbs given by Lin Qingyun.

Using supreme immortal herbs to beautify the living space?

Da Ji's mind was blown. Is there such a thing in the world?

After a moment of silence, she finally advised, "Young Master Li, the growth of spirit medicines depends more on fate. If the cultivation method is wrong, the spirit medicine won't survive and might be destroyed."

Ordinary spirit medicines are one thing, but the more precious the spirit medicine, the harder it is to grow. If it's destroyed, it's a waste of a precious resource.

She knew Li Nianfan was a reclusive powerhouse, but his attitude was too casual. Who would plant spirit medicines in their courtyard? At the very least, they should design a special spirit medicine garden first.