Primordial Era: Starting with the repair of Penglai Immortal Island

Huanglong's primordial spirit traveled through the origin of the peach tree, feeling the vast and pure innate Daoist charm.

His primordial spirit searched within it for a long time before finally discovering an extremely faint light at the very core of the origin.

That light was far inferior to the true spirit of the Fusang tree, and even further inferior to the true spirit of the Laurel tree.

It is like a lonely island in a vast ocean!

Huang Long was secretly delighted; he had finally found it!

However, as innate top-grade spiritual roots, the Fusang Tree and the Laurel Tree are nourished by the essence of the sun and moon, making them extremely spiritual!

However, this Ren Water Peach only bears fruit once a year, and its original essence is constantly depleted, making it difficult for its spiritual nature to grow and develop.

Moreover, the Heavenly Dao has a natural restriction on such profound innate spiritual roots.

The true spirit of a spiritual root is difficult to take form and grow in intelligence; this is due to the rules of heaven and earth. Otherwise, once these innate spiritual roots take form and are born into the world, each of them would be a strong contender for the position of saint.

Huanglong's primordial spirit gently touched the faint light, attempting to establish a connection with it.

However, the instant his divine sense touched the true spirit...!

The ball of light suddenly exploded!

It didn't dissipate, it was anger.

A strong hostility erupted from that faint true spirit, like a young beast whose territory had been invaded, baring its fangs and claws as it pounced on Huanglong's primordial spirit.

"Bad...bad..."

Huang Long was taken aback, then suddenly realized.

He recently cut three branches from the peach tree for propagation by cuttings.

To the true spirit of the peach, it was like cutting flesh from its own body. Although its intelligence was weak, it instinctively remembered the aura of the Yellow Dragon, and now that it sensed his primordial spirit, it naturally felt intense hatred.

Huang Long gave a wry smile, quickly withdrew his primordial spirit, and stopped trying to force his way in.

He sat down cross-legged, took out a drop of the Three Lights Divine Water from his sleeve, and poured it into the trunk of the peach tree.

The next moment, the branches and leaves of the peach tree swayed gently, as if enjoying a sweet rain.

After absorbing a drop of the Three Lights Divine Water, the faint true spirit's hostility towards the Yellow Dragon subsided slightly, but it remained warily huddled deep within its origin, refusing to emerge.

Huanglong's primordial spirit emerged once more. This time, it did not force its way in, but instead slowly circled around the true spirit, conveying a gentle intention:

"Little one. I was impolite to cut your branch just now. Consider this drop of the Three Lights Divine Water an apology; please accept it."

The true spirit did not respond, remaining silent in the depths of its origin.

Despite Huang Long's persistent pleading and the offering of a drop of the Three Lights Divine Water, the true spirit of the Peach Tree remained hostile towards him.

Helpless, Huanglong had no choice but to call for reinforcements.

With a thought, he summoned the Chaos Yin-Yang Pearl, drawing upon the aura of two dormant true spirits within it.

One was as fiery as fire, the other as serene as the moon.

It is the true spirit of the hibiscus tree and the true spirit of the laurel tree.

Huanglong explained his current predicament to the two men and how he needed the help of the Peach Spirit.

The spirit of the hibiscus tree was the first to respond.

It was a blazing golden light, radiating the aura of the true fire of the sun. Although it was still faint, without the suppression of the primordial heavenly Dao, it was much more solid than before.

Its concept carries a touch of old-fashionedness:

"Little one, don't be afraid. Although Huanglong cut off a few of your branches, he's not a bad person. Look at me, I'm still with him now, so I won't lose out."

The spirit of the laurel tree also sent a cool, clear thought, as gentle as moonlight:

"Sister Renshui, Fellow Daoist Huanglong is indeed a trustworthy person. Rest assured, he will not harm you."

With the two true spirits speaking at the same time, the true spirit of the Ren Water Peach finally wavered.

The faint light slowly emerged from the depths of its origin, cautiously approaching Huanglong's primordial spirit.

It remained vigilant, but its hostility had largely dissipated.

The light flickered faintly, conveying a timid thought:

"You...are you really...not bad?"

Huanglong's divine sense gently circled the ball of light, his tone as gentle as if coaxing a child: "Of course I'm not a bad person. I'm here to help you!"

The light in the spirit suddenly brightened a few points, carrying a hint of longing, but mostly hesitation: "But...you're cutting...me..."

Huanglong poured out another drop of the Three Lights Divine Water and dripped it onto the peach tree.

"Here's your compensation. Three drops of the Three Lights Divine Water should be enough for you to recover."

The spirit remained silent for a moment, then finally stopped resisting.

The ball of light slowly drifted to the side of Huanglong's divine sense and timidly asked:

"What...what am I supposed to do!"

Huang Long slowly conveyed his plan, causing the main root of the peach tree to extend outward, stimulating buds to sprout from the root, separating the original source, and cultivating clones.

Three thousand six hundred offspring share the original network of the mother tree, forming a vast peach orchard.

Upon hearing this, the light in the True Spirit flickered violently, its message filled with resistance:

"No...! That won't do! Once it's gone, it can't be taken back!"

Huang Long quickly reassured him, "No, no. I'm confident. After you separate your origin, the clones will draw spiritual energy from the spiritual soil to nourish you. Your origin will not only not decrease, but will actually increase. Just think, with three thousand six hundred clones helping you absorb spiritual energy and Dao essence, how strong will your origin become?"

The true spirit remained unmoved, its light flickering, its will tinged with a stubbornness: "No means no. What if you're lying to me?"

Huanglong promised a bunch of benefits and added a few drops of the Three Lights Divine Water.

But the true spirit of the peach remained unmoved, hiding deep within its essence, refusing to agree no matter what.

The true spirits of the Fusang tree and the Laurel tree also tried to persuade her, but although the true spirit of the Ren Water Peach was weak in intelligence, it was very stubborn. It was convinced that there was a risk in dispersing its source, so it refused to give in no matter what.

Huanglong tried everything he could think of, but Zhenling still wouldn't agree.

He sighed, ready to give up.

Forget it, since this method won't work, let's just honestly cultivate our acquired spiritual roots.

Although the quality is somewhat lacking, the quantity is large enough to satisfy Haotian Yaochi.

As Huanglong's primordial spirit prepared to withdraw, he said to the true spirits of Fusang and Yuegui, "Fellow Daoists, let's go!"

However, just as his divine sense was about to withdraw from the source of the peach tree...!

The true spirit of the Fusang tree seemed to have said something to the true spirit of the Renshui peach.

Huang Long didn't hear clearly, only catching a few vague fragments of thought: "...Take away...the opportunity..."

Then, the spirit of the laurel tree echoed a few words, but its voice was too low for Huanglong to hear.

But the faint true spirit of the Ren Water Peach suddenly lit up after hearing what Fusang and Yuegui said.

The light was dazzling and intense, completely unlike what a weak true spirit should look like.

It suddenly burst forth from the depths of its origin, caught up with the Yellow Dragon, and delivered a timid, somewhat tentative voice:

"Wait...wait a minute!"