Upon hearing Xia Hong’s words, the two n’s faces were full of wry smiles.
Without even considering the strength Great Xia has showcased in the past four months, it’s clear from this year’s Hongn Banquet that Great Xia might only need them to make so noise and not really require their support.
Moreover, Great Xia’s previous support of the two towns was genuine—helping Muyin resist invasions from Jin Mountain and Wuchuan, assisting Jiangxia in reclaiming lost territory, and reassigning Bashang’s lands to Jiangxia.
However, Xiahou Zhang understood what Great Xia needed, so after pondering for a mont, he cupped his hands and spoke earnestly: "Lord Xia Hong, rest assured. Regardless of the intentions of the other towns, Xiahou Zhang does not care. No matter what conditions others may put forth, my Jiangxia will never stand against Great Xia in the future!"
Murong Chui imitated him, nodding and bowing, "The prosperity of Muyin Town is solely due to Great Xia’s efforts. Though I am an aging body, I still understand decorum and sha. Should Muyin ever oppose Great Xia, I would et a bad end!"
With this attitude, the six Heavenly Yang Fruits just now were not wasted.
Xia Hong’s smile deepened as he observed the Heavenly Yang Branch before him, his eyes twinkling slightly. He turned to Xiahou Zhang and said, "Lord Xiahou, you ntioned earlier that the Heavenly Yang Branch matures once every twenty years and each ti bears around thirty fruits, correct?"
Xiahou Zhang nodded. Giant Tiger Mountain, White Tiger Pond, and the Heavenly Yang Branch here were all discovered by his father, Xiahou Ming, over sixty years ago. Though his father and ntor Jiang Yinglong successfully picked Heavenly Yang Fruits, the observation never ceased, so they had already figured out the maturity pattern of the Heavenly Yang Branch.
"Such a celestial treasure, I reckon that even after the Black Flood Dragon leaves, other Beast Kings will co by. Great Xia has a dicinal field that can foster and transplant these spiritual seeds. If Lord Xiahou doesn’t mind, I would like to transplant this spiritual seed to Xia City. The fruits that grow in the future will be divided among our three families, what do you think?"
After Xia Hong spoke, he worried Xiahou Zhang might have reservations, so he imdiately added, "If you don’t trust Great Xia, you can remain in Xia City or send soone to exclusively monitor this Heavenly Yang Branch..."
"How dare I, Lord Xia Hong? Without your intervention, this Heavenly Yang Branch would remain as nothing more than a sight here. If Great Xia possesses such mystical abilities, it is indeed right to transplant it sooner."
"I owe Great Xia too much for the three Heavenly Yang Fruits I’ve obtained today. What to divide and how doesn’t matter, Lord Xia Hong, please transplant it. If successful, it would be a boon for us Moao South Slope humans."
With the six Heavenly Yang Fruits earlier, Xiahou Zhang and Murong Chui would heed Xia Hong’s words, without a shred of dissent.
It makes sense. Maturing only once every twenty years, there’s a chance it’ll attract beastly beings like the Black Flood Dragon during the interim. The transplant itself poses a high risk, and considering the growth environnt of the Heavenly Yang Branch, its successful transplant isn’t promising; naturally, they wouldn’t have high hopes.
This is very true—they still don’t know Great Xia’s capabilities!
Xia Hong wouldn’t elaborate much. Smiling lightly and nodding, he suddenly recalled sothing, indicating to the Heavenly Yang Fruits in their hands, "Consuming these Heavenly Yang Fruits directly is unwise. If refined into Dan dicine, the effects should be even better. If you trust , you can leave the Heavenly Yang Fruits a little longer; we have so skilled Pill Masters who should be able to develop an Elixir Recipe from these Heavenly Yang Fruits. If there’s news, I’ll then notify you both."
Great Xia’s Dan dicine has already gained fa across Eight Towns. Upon hearing this, both n nodded imdiately, feeling even more grateful to Xia Hong.
"Alright, that’s it for today. I still need to collect the Scale Armor that fell from the Black Flood Dragon. If you have nothing else, please feel free to return!"
Xiahou Zhang and Murong Chui were eager to help Xia Hong tidy up, but Xia Hong declined with a smile. After seeing them off, he collected all 58 pieces of Jiao Dragon Scale Armor from the pond and surroundings.
Each scale is about half a ter in diater, even Murong Chui and Xiahou Zhang couldn’t break them with their weapon efforts, so their defense capabilities need not be ntioned. Crucially, they’re not heavy, clearly perfect materials for crafting War Armor, and since Jiao Long is a type of dragon, Dragon Scales might have dicinal uses, too—such worthy pieces, Xia Hong naturally won’t let them go.
After finishing collecting the Dragon Carp, Xia Hong was about to leave when he suddenly rembered sothing, feeling compelled to glance at the water surface of White Tiger Pond.
Like Xing River, White Tiger Pond’s water surface usually freezes over year-round, but the three of them had just shattered the ice completely to force the Jiao Long to erge, leaving only a large layer of broken icebergs now.
Xing River is deep and appears dark, while the water in White Tiger Pond is clearly not that deep, presenting a pristine green hue.
"The Red Blood Demon Dragon in Qinghepu chooses to slumber at the lake bottom, and this Black Flood Dragon resides at the bottom of White Tiger Pond. These dragon-shaped Cold Beasts seem to favor small water bodies like these for nesting..."
Xia Hong contemplated, tapping his chin thoughtfully. Soon, a hint of speculation filled his eyes as he swiftly bundled the scales together and carried them on his back, before diving into the depths of White Tiger Pond.
"Stories say that dragons love to hoard treasures. The big one in Chilong Lake is too powerful for to venture down there, but diving here should pose no problem!"
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