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american comcis _ tales of caltiveter _chapter_0528_part_02
Chapter 1255
chapter 0528 part 2
Tang Song, however, completely ignored the Queen Mother of the West's expression. He picked up a section of white jade lotus root, pointed a finger, and the lotus root segment, as thick as a child's arm, was directly and evenly sliced into pieces as white as jade, scattering into the white jade plate.
"Look at the sea beneath our feet, and the isolated islands in this sea! For the beasts on those islands, this island is a world they can never leave in their entire lives. Just now you asked me what it's like Outside the World. This World of yours is an island I'm passing by. As for why I don't worry about encountering existences with cultivation bases stronger than mine, it's naturally because a place the size of a palm cannot raise a tiger!"
Tang Song smiled: "As for my principles in doing things, it depends on my mood! But don't worry, as I said, This World of yours is too small. Shallow water cannot raise a flood dragon. I won't touch your Territories, provided, of course, that you two don't provoke me! My final Destination is still those Continents at the End of the Sea!"
As Tang Song spoke, he flicked the plate of lotus root slices towards the two long tables, gesturing with his hand: "You two, have a taste. This lotus root is grown by me. It was planted for five years before being harvested once. Although it's not much of a good thing, the taste is sweet and refreshing!"
The Queen Mother of the West picked up a piece of lotus root slice, tasted it, looked through the cloud layer at the Sea Surface below, dotted with countless islands, and savored Tang Song's words.
"Since this is merely scenery along Fellow Daoist's way, after Fellow Daoist finds his things, he can simply continue sailing on his Road Ahead. Why bother...?"
"Continents are good, but they are vast and difficult to settle. Islands are small, but not all of them are places with poor resources. Look at this vermillion fruit; it's a specialty product of a Small Island. That island is barren, but this vermillion fruit is a rare fine product that benefits Qi and nourishes essence. It's just that the flowering period is a bit long; it flowers once every sixty years and bears fruit once every sixty years, yielding only thirty to forty fruits each time!"
Tang Song picked up a vermillion fruit and explained to the Queen Mother of the West.
This vermillion fruit was brought back by his Reincarnators who went to a Wuxia Small World. Later, after being evaluated by the Hive Laboratory, another group of people went and simply dug up the fruit tree that grew on chalcedony and brought it back.
Now, that vermillion fruit tree is planted in the Imperial Garden of the Great Luo Heaven.
The Queen Mother of the West glanced at the bright red fruits in the plate, her phoenix eyes raising slightly: "A batch can ripen in a hundred years, that's indeed not bad!"
She picked up a vermillion fruit. The fruit melted upon entering her mouth, filling it with saliva, sweet and smooth. After eating one, she picked up another, still wanting more.
Uh! Tang Song blinked, looking at the serious Queen Mother of the West, feeling a bit helpless. Please, are you missing the point? I'm telling you I took a blade and cut from Penglai East Road all the way to the South Heavenly Gate, and you're asking if my eyes are dry? Alright, alright, is this how we're playing?
"Since Fellow Daoist likes it, feel free to eat more!" Tang Song's lips twitched slightly, and he waved his hand, sending the plate of vermillion fruits in front of him to the Queen Mother of the West's long table.
Tang Song then picked up a crystal white pear from the jade plate. It was bowl-sized, and he took a big bite. This crystal white pear was also a rare species from a certain Small World. Although it didn't have much significant effect, it was exceptionally sweet, and prolonged consumption could beautify the complexion.
The jade plates holding these fruits were also treasures hand-polished by Expert Jade Craftsmen. The landscape paintings on them were cleverly integrated with Rune Restrictions, forming Magic Tools with distinct layers for preservation.
"Fellow Daoist wants to use the resources from these Islands to help himself reach a higher level!" Seeing Tang Song momentarily speechless, the Queen Mother of the West felt a release of stagnant Qi in her heart. She picked up a fist-sized peach in front of her, took a bite, and said disdainfully:
"This peach doesn't taste very good. I have some peach trees planted there. If Fellow Daoist needs them, you can transplant a few back!"
"Fellow Daoist is talking about Flat Peaches!"
Tang Song's heart stirred. Queen Mother of the West, Flat Peach—connecting these two words, he immediately thought of the legendary Flat Peach Garden.
In the Flat Peach Garden, there were three thousand six hundred peach trees:
The first twelve hundred trees had small flowers and small fruits, ripening once every three thousand years. Eating them allowed one to Achieve Immortality and the Dao, making the body light and healthy.
The middle twelve hundred trees had layered flowers and sweet fruits, ripening once every six thousand years. Eating them allowed one to Rise to the Clouds and Ascend, achieving Eternal Youth and Immortality.
The last twelve hundred trees had purple patterns and yellow kernels, ripening once every nine thousand years. Eating them allowed one to be As Long-Lived as Heaven and Earth, As Old as the Sun and Moon.
This was the most unforgettable segment of his memory from watching Journey to the West's Havoc in Heavenly Palace as a child, especially the Flat Peach the Monkey held in his hands, big enough to be the size of a human head, which made his mouth water just looking at it! However, after growing up, he watched the behind-the-scenes footage of Journey to the West and realized that the peaches he saw on television back then were all props made of dough.
And when he truly transmigrated to the Jambudvīpa World, although there truly was a Golden Mother in that World, for a small figure like him, let alone Flat Peaches, he only dared to dream of even a Flat Peach tree leaf.
He never expected that in This World, he could fulfill his dream—
Although the Queen Mother of the West before him wasn't that Queen Mother Goddess, her peaches were likely not ordinary things.
Tang Song, however, completely ignored the Queen Mother of the West's expression. He picked up a section of white jade lotus root, pointed a finger, and the lotus root segment, as thick as a child's arm, was directly and evenly sliced into pieces as white as jade, scattering into the white jade plate.
"Look at the sea beneath our feet, and the isolated islands in this sea! For the beasts on those islands, this island is a world they can never leave in their entire lives. Just now you asked me what it's like Outside the World. This World of yours is an island I'm passing by. As for why I don't worry about encountering existences with cultivation bases stronger than mine, it's naturally because a place the size of a palm cannot raise a tiger!"
Tang Song smiled: "As for my principles in doing things, it depends on my mood! But don't worry, as I said, This World of yours is too small. Shallow water cannot raise a flood dragon. I won't touch your Territories, provided, of course, that you two don't provoke me! My final Destination is still those Continents at the End of the Sea!"
As Tang Song spoke, he flicked the plate of lotus root slices towards the two long tables, gesturing with his hand: "You two, have a taste. This lotus root is grown by me. It was planted for five years before being harvested once. Although it's not much of a good thing, the taste is sweet and refreshing!"
The Queen Mother of the West picked up a piece of lotus root slice, tasted it, looked through the cloud layer at the Sea Surface below, dotted with countless islands, and savored Tang Song's words.
"Since this is merely scenery along Fellow Daoist's way, after Fellow Daoist finds his things, he can simply continue sailing on his Road Ahead. Why bother...?"
"Continents are good, but they are vast and difficult to settle. Islands are small, but not all of them are places with poor resources. Look at this vermillion fruit; it's a specialty product of a Small Island. That island is barren, but this vermillion fruit is a rare fine product that benefits Qi and nourishes essence. It's just that the flowering period is a bit long; it flowers once every sixty years and bears fruit once every sixty years, yielding only thirty to forty fruits each time!"
Tang Song picked up a vermillion fruit and explained to the Queen Mother of the West.
This vermillion fruit was brought back by his Reincarnators who went to a Wuxia Small World. Later, after being evaluated by the Hive Laboratory, another group of people went and simply dug up the fruit tree that grew on chalcedony and brought it back.
Now, that vermillion fruit tree is planted in the Imperial Garden of the Great Luo Heaven.
The Queen Mother of the West glanced at the bright red fruits in the plate, her phoenix eyes raising slightly: "A batch can ripen in a hundred years, that's indeed not bad!"
She picked up a vermillion fruit. The fruit melted upon entering her mouth, filling it with saliva, sweet and smooth. After eating one, she picked up another, still wanting more.
Uh! Tang Song blinked, looking at the serious Queen Mother of the West, feeling a bit helpless. Please, are you missing the point? I'm telling you I took a blade and cut from Penglai East Road all the way to the South Heavenly Gate, and you're asking if my eyes are dry? Alright, alright, is this how we're playing?
"Since Fellow Daoist likes it, feel free to eat more!" Tang Song's lips twitched slightly, and he waved his hand, sending the plate of vermillion fruits in front of him to the Queen Mother of the West's long table.
Tang Song then picked up a crystal white pear from the jade plate. It was bowl-sized, and he took a big bite. This crystal white pear was also a rare species from a certain Small World. Although it didn't have much significant effect, it was exceptionally sweet, and prolonged consumption could beautify the complexion.
The jade plates holding these fruits were also treasures hand-polished by Expert Jade Craftsmen. The landscape paintings on them were cleverly integrated with Rune Restrictions, forming Magic Tools with distinct layers for preservation.
"Fellow Daoist wants to use the resources from these Islands to help himself reach a higher level!" Seeing Tang Song momentarily speechless, the Queen Mother of the West felt a release of stagnant Qi in her heart. She picked up a fist-sized peach in front of her, took a bite, and said disdainfully:
"This peach doesn't taste very good. I have some peach trees planted there. If Fellow Daoist needs them, you can transplant a few back!"
"Fellow Daoist is talking about Flat Peaches!"
Tang Song's heart stirred. Queen Mother of the West, Flat Peach—connecting these two words, he immediately thought of the legendary Flat Peach Garden.
In the Flat Peach Garden, there were three thousand six hundred peach trees:
The first twelve hundred trees had small flowers and small fruits, ripening once every three thousand years. Eating them allowed one to Achieve Immortality and the Dao, making the body light and healthy.
The middle twelve hundred trees had layered flowers and sweet fruits, ripening once every six thousand years. Eating them allowed one to Rise to the Clouds and Ascend, achieving Eternal Youth and Immortality.
The last twelve hundred trees had purple patterns and yellow kernels, ripening once every nine thousand years. Eating them allowed one to be As Long-Lived as Heaven and Earth, As Old as the Sun and Moon.
This was the most unforgettable segment of his memory from watching Journey to the West's Havoc in Heavenly Palace as a child, especially the Flat Peach the Monkey held in his hands, big enough to be the size of a human head, which made his mouth water just looking at it! However, after growing up, he watched the behind-the-scenes footage of Journey to the West and realized that the peaches he saw on television back then were all props made of dough.
And when he truly transmigrated to the Jambudvīpa World, although there truly was a Golden Mother in that World, for a small figure like him, let alone Flat Peaches, he only dared to dream of even a Flat Peach tree leaf.
He never expected that in This World, he could fulfill his dream—
Although the Queen Mother of the West before him wasn't that Queen Mother Goddess, her peaches were likely not ordinary things.
