Seeing Lily's still sowhat unhappy little face, Lord White Emperor smiled and comforted her.
"The fa of the Thousand chanism Pavilion today is all thanks to you, Lily. I assigned the sa task to Miemie a century ago, but she..."
Xiangxiang left Miemie so face, not finishing her sentence, while Lily perked up, proudly puffing out her flat chest.
"It's gotta be !" Lily said proudly.
After Xiangxiang appeared, the Junior Sister who had stopped pacing suddenly rembered sothing while listening to their conversation.
Junior Sister said, "Thousand chanism Pavilion... could it be! Did you know all along that Senior Brother was Senior Brother?"
"No," Xiangxiang shook her head. "After the dragon slaying in Cang Mountain, reported to periodically, I started to have doubts, but I wasn't sure."
Junior Sister asked, "Why?"
Xiangxiang smiled gently. "Watching alone for too long, disappointed too many tis, so I beca a bit numb."
Junior Sister sighed and stopped speaking.
Once Junior Sister and Lily fell silent, the Fuji who had been standing to the side finally clapped a tendril.
"Uh, can we get back to the original topic? What is Appa Tea?"
"Sorry, this is Appa Tea." Xiangxiang outside the window spread her hands. The giraffe beneath her opened its big mouth, chanisms inside turning, projecting an image.
A short, strange tree appeared in front of everyone, resembling a huge Venus flytrap.
The image continued, a fawn jumped in, the huge leaves closed, fast-forwarding, the fawn was completely digested, and once the leaves opened, no bones, no flesh, only green little leaves falling softly.
"I recently consolidated intelligence about Chang State. This footage was obtained from a local cultivator.
"This strange tree is the Apapa Tree, a native plant of Chang State that mutated in recent years, highly poisonous. Those little leaves that fall after digesting prey are the raw material for brewing Appa Tea, but once brewed... it is also highly poisonous.
"The local cultivator didn't brew it for drinking, but to refine a magical treasure.
"But over half a year ago, the recipe he used for processing and roasting was stolen. Fearing the thief would use it against him, he went into hiding to focus on researching an antidote."
"And then? Did he develop an antidote?" Lily asked curiously like a little kid.
"No, not only did he not, but he accidentally poisoned himself... A few days ago, cultivators from dicine King Valley went out collecting black stones and found him, swollen like a pig's head, in his cave mansion just in ti. Had they been a mont later, he might not have survived.
"To survive, he confessed everything to us." Xiangxiang shrugged, seemingly unfazed by such matters.
Junior Sister imdiately asked upon hearing this, "Are there any clues about the thief who stole the secret recipe? Could it be Fuji?"
"Hard to say." Xiangxiang hesitated a bit, "Once the poison in the loose cultivator's body was suppressed, he drew a sketch... but we're unsure if what he saw was Fuji."
With that, Xiangxiang snapped her fingers, and a projection of a hand-drawn sketch appeared before everyone.
Hard to judge, it could be Fuji, but then again, maybe not.
Emmm...
As they stared dazedly at the sketch, trying to deduce the Appa Tea theft case, whispers about Appa Tea started sounding by Fuji's 'ears' again.
However, this ti it was clearer, with so additional voices mixed in.
"Hey, hey, hey, I'm Zhang Ze, Fuji, can you hear ? Hello, hello, hello... Glug glug glug..."
...
Within Luoyu Mountain, Zhang Ze placed the cup holding Fuji on the ground, leaned beside it, tilted his head, sticking close to the cup's wall and calling out, surrounded by a circle of curious Firefly Spirits.
Nobody knew how this Fuji mixed into the Firefly Spirits, not even the Spirits, nor did this cup of Fuji herself.
She only rembered that a year ago, she drifted here on a paper airplane. After that, she happily took root and sprouted, made many new friends, and eventually... eventually forgot everything, muddling along with these Firefly Spirits, joining their grand hocoming movent.
Of course, concerning the hocoming issue, this cup of Fuji always assud going ho ant returning to the Thousand chanism Pavilion, not to the vast heavens.
But due to her not asking and the Firefly Spirits not ntioning, this crucial issue was glossed over just like that.
Especially after becoming obsessed with Appa Tea, this cup of Fuji began living in a world of dreams, caring nothing for the outside world, focusing solely on drinking Appa Tea.
Fuji's life needs no explanation.
Thanks to her, Zhang Ze found a way to communicate with the outside world.
After Li handed him this cup of Fuji, while trying to shake it awake, he vaguely heard the voices of another Fuji and Lily.
[What... is Appa Tea...]
[Never... heard... of it...]
The voices were ethereal, as if coming from a distant shore, like overhearing the conversations of the dead.
After many attempts, Zhang Ze discovered lying on the ground made the signal relatively clearer.
"Hey, hey, hey, can you hear clearly?"
Zhang Ze held the Fuji Brand wireless radio, sticking out his butt, lying on the ground searching for the signal, trying to adjust his position to enhance clarity.
But unfortunately, the voices from the other side were intermittently breaking up.
[Senior Brother! Sen...]
[Wow... You're not... dead... boss boss boss...]
[Beep beep... beep beep beep...]
That string of electric sounds that followed was unknown if re interference or soone speaking.
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