The wife travels through time and space to honor her husband: The heirless prince raises a child

Chapter 238 The Spirit Melon Seedlings of the Wilderness
Rong Yang held her legs with her little hands and stared at the little seedling in a daze.

Squat down and take a closer look.

The child gaped in astonishment: "A spirit melon seedling??????"

Rong Yang knew more about cultivating immortality than Qin Bi.

Qin Bi asked in surprise, "Is it a spirit melon seedling?"

Rong Yang stretched out her chubby little hand and poked Miao Miao, saying, "There's only a little spiritual energy."

Qin Bi was puzzled, and so was the child. The desolate land was clearly lacking in spiritual energy, as evidenced by the inability to summon heavy rain. Ordinary watermelon seedlings wouldn't even grow in fields that hadn't been properly cultivated, let alone spiritual watermelon seedlings.

"How can the spirit melon seed sprout?" Qin Bi asked the little dumpling.

“Yes,” Rong Yang said, “What happened?”

The mother and daughter squatted there for a long time, but couldn't figure it out. Qin Bi then realized that the field where the seedlings had sprouted had dried up after a whole afternoon, and the melon seedlings would soon run out of water.

Qin Bi took a small teacup and summoned rain, and a fine drizzle began to fall.

The melon seedlings were irrigated by the rain, and each one is very strong. In such a short time, they have already grown several leaves. They are growing even faster after being rained on, and it is obvious that they have plenty of nutrients.

The mother and daughter remained silent, counted, and found there were at least thirty seedlings.

Rong Yang was extremely envious: "I don't even have a spirit melon seedling."

Qin Bi and Rong Yang are very close. They are each other's children, and Qin Bi finds Rong Yang pleasing to the eye no matter what. "I'll dig up a few trees for you. Mine are all yours. Once they grow spirit melons, our whole family can eat our fill without spending any crystals."

Rong Yang nodded vigorously: "Okay."

Qin Bi handed the small teacup to Rong Yang: "You continue to summon rain. I'll prepare the ridges for your fields and irrigate them. The spirit melon seedlings can grow spirit melons, so you'll have to take good care of them."

Rong Yang nodded, happily picked up the small teacup, and took over the summons.

The child usually summons a light drizzle, but after taking over the small teacup given to him by Qin Bi, the summoning continued, and it did not turn from a light drizzle into a fine drizzle just because it was not Qin Bi who summoned him.

Qin Bi was excited and quickly prepared the ridges for Rong Yang, then summoned rainwater to irrigate the field.

Rong Yang's field was too small; a little rain was enough. Qin Bi's later-cultivated field could also be planted, but the soil was no longer so moist, and was even a bit dry.

Qin Bi quickly planted the remaining watermelon seeds, knowing that they might sprout into spirit melon seedlings. This time, Qin Bi was more serious. Spirit melons were rare, and if they could grow them themselves, they would save on buying them.

He Zu glanced over in this direction a few times, puzzled, but seeing Qin Bi and Rong Yang together, he didn't go over.

Qin Lang, Rong Yan, and Qin Xun were also busy. The soil in this desolate place was too poor, and the vines they had summoned had all lost their leaves. It would take two wood-type crystals to revive them, which broke their hearts.

Wood-type monster crystals are rare and hard to buy.

Fortunately, the summoning artifact was snatched from a small space in the demon beast realm, so he wasn't too heartbroken. Otherwise, if it were Rong Yan's ancestral bean sprout, Rong Yan would rather not come to explore the wilderness than have his own bean sprout lose its spiritual energy.

"I'll plant the watermelon seeds and then transplant them for you," Qin Bi said patiently, trying to reassure Rong Yang, worried that he might be anxious.

Rong Yang, holding the small teacup, was very well-behaved, nodding her little head and saying, "Mmm."

Qin Bi planted the seeds and transplanted six watermelon seedlings to Rong Yang's field. There wasn't enough room for more; the cultivated area was too small. Qin Bi was somewhat excited; in just a short while, the watermelon seedlings had grown another section. Qin Bi didn't know what to say. The soil in this fictional cultivation world wasn't bad; what it lacked was rainwater. It wasn't usually noticeable, but Qin Bi summoned rainwater in the farmland several times and finally realized it.

As long as there is enough rain, the crops will grow vigorously.

They change their minds constantly, it's enough to scare the people of Da Yan to death.

By the time Qin Bi finished her work, the thirty spirit melon seedlings had grown to half a meter long. Looking back, the ones planted in the afternoon had also sprouted. Rong Yang ran to count them and then ran back.

“Mother,” Rong Yang said excitedly, her face flushed, “sixty-two trees.”

That made ninety-two trees. Qin Bi was happy and did nothing else but keep raining them down. Thinking of the spirit fruit seeds that Rong Yang had eaten before, Qin Bi felt a pang of regret and realized she had forgotten to put them away.

Lin Yao was worried, so he came over and saw the Crown Princess and the young prince Shi Yu from afar.

Constantly summoning rain consumes a lot of spiritual energy. Lin Yao planned to give him a few pointers later. When he got closer, he saw a small patch of lush green spirit melon seedlings. Lin Yao blinked and was stunned.

"This, this..." Lin Yao pointed tremblingly at the melon patch: "...What's going on?"

Seeing Lin Yao's happiness, Qin Bi called to the chief strategist, "Lin Yao, do you think the melon seedlings still have any spirit? Don't let them grow until they lose their spirit and become just ordinary watermelon vines."

Lin Yao suppressed his excitement, carefully inspected the melon patch, and exclaimed with delight, "They are all spirit melon seedlings."

Qin Lang, Rong Yan, and Qin Xun came over when they heard the commotion. He Zu also looked puzzled. When they saw a small patch of melons, their eyes widened in disbelief.

"Sister." Qin Lang jumped up and pointed at the melon vine, asking an irrelevant question: "Did you conjure this up?"

"Nonsense," Qin Bi said, "It grew on its own."

Qin Xun looked at it with delight: "These are spirit melon seedlings! How can spirit melon seedlings grow in the wilderness? This, this, Qin Bi, you're amazing, tell me how you planted them."

Qin Bi said that Rong Yang ate the spirit melon, and she planted the seed. It was that simple.

Everyone's expressions were complicated. Rong Yan was extremely envious and almost became Qin Bi's follower. He Zu was even more conflicted. Lin Yao glanced at the sky and hurriedly left.

Before long, Lin Yao obtained a defensive array from an official he knew in the Ministry of Revenue. When they left, he could activate the array to cover the farmland and prevent anyone from digging up the spirit melon seedlings.

Two adults and some curious people followed.

Several Confucian scholars didn't believe Lin Yao's nonsense and came along. The wife of the Crown Prince Rong, whom Lin Yao was accompanying, was born out of wedlock and had only just begun cultivating immortality. Who didn't know that? Did he come here to clear land and grow spirit melon seedlings? This isn't how you build up reputation.

What? Just because of the young prince, the status of the princess consort has been elevated like this?

If you're going to make up a lie, at least make it believable. A few scholars strolled over leisurely, but when they saw all this greenery, not a single one of them made a sound. Were they blinded by the sun? Otherwise, how could there be so many melon seedlings on the ground?

A scholar squatted down, touched the spirit melon vine, and stammered, "It really is a spirit melon vine???!!"

"How could this be?" Another scholar was also incredulous: "Only a wood-type cultivator from the immortal sect could grow such a patch of spiritual melons, right? Besides, this is a wild and desolate place, where spiritual energy is scarce."

The Confucian scholars were excited, envious, and wished they could dig up a tree.

Lin Yao subtly blocked the way, while He Zu remained silent. His gaze fell on Qin Bi, who was holding Rong Yang, for a moment before he lowered his eyes. This woman should have been the wife of the heir of the Duke of Yan's mansion.

(End of this chapter)