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Chapter 840 - Chapter 840 Chapter 840 Cruel Surgery (2nd Update)

Chapter 840: Chapter 840: Cruel Surgery (2nd Update) Chapter 840: Chapter 840: Cruel Surgery (2nd Update) After the roots were excavated, Hua Hua withdrew, and Feng Jun took out a powerful flashlight.

It was nearly noon, the daylight was a bit bright, but the flashlight’s power was great, illuminating the bottom of the more than three-meter-deep cave with a single sweep.

In the middle of the cave, there were irregularly broken roots. Feng Tianyang and Brother Zhang felt a bit sorry for the Ancient Tea Tree, but it was an inevitable situation. Butterfly had tried its best to avoid damaging the roots–at least much better than if either of them had done it.

Not harming the roots at all was impossible, and the current damage was indeed minor.

The remnants of the roots couldn’t hide the situation at the bottom of the cave, where the two saw a root as thick as a child’s arm had actually grown a wood tumor as large as a bowl’s mouth and a foot and a half long, resembling a sizable lotus root.

It’s quite normal for a tree trunk and roots to grow some galls as a form of self-protection in plants, but to grow to such a size… it couldn’t be said to be rare, it was almost impossible–unless the plant itself had undergone a mutation.

After looking for a long while, Feng Tianyang asked his senior, “This root… has a problem, right?”

Brother Zhang, who had twenty years of experience in tea cultivation, was very familiar with such situations. After pondering for a moment, he nodded slightly, “There is a 99% chance of an issue, but… how should we extract it?”

Is there a second way to extract it? Feng Tianyang muttered to himself, then smiled slightly, “It’s not necessary to trouble two people with one matter, we still need to ask Mountain Master Feng’s Spirit Plant shepherd to make another hard effort.”

“It’s no trouble,” Feng Jun said with a smile, feeling very relaxed, and even made a joke, “It feels a bit like a minimally invasive surgery.”

Brother Zhang became serious, “Many thanks to the revered Feng, but that’s not what I meant, I’m considering… this is a large root, can we ask the Spirit Plant shepherd to make an effort to minimize the damage to the root?”

Feng Jun and Hua Hua stared at each other with wide and small eyes for quite some time.

In the end, it was Feng Jun who spoke up, “To tell you the truth, this root has been infected. It can’t be saved. Since it’s a surgery, cutting out the lesion exactly right is impossible. For safety’s sake, it’s better to cut a bit more.”

Brother Zhang spoke with a pained expression, “But Mountain Master Feng, such a large root could nearly ensure the vitality of half of the tree. Once you cut it… I’m really afraid the tree won’t make it; they are too old.”

Feng Jun rolled his eyes on hearing this. You’re not so young yourself, can’t you speak properly? What do you mean “once I cut it”?

It was then that Hua Hua started squeaking again.

Feng Jun translated for it, “It definitely needs to be cut, and this root is no longer supplying nutrients to the main trunk; instead, it’s been drawing nutrients from it. Even if we don’t take away the seedling, we should sever this root!”

Brother Zhang was stunned for quite a while before blinking and muttering in confusion, “How… can this be?”

Feng Jun replied with a cold smile, “Otherwise, where do you think the vitality and essence of the seedling come from?”

Brother Zhang fell silent; after a long while, he gave Feng Jun a bow, then bowed to Feng Tianyang as well before turning to one side, “My mind is in disarray, and my thoughts are not clear; I won’t speak anymore… I’ll leave all decisions to the one in charge.”

Feng Tianyang was silent for more than ten seconds, then clapped his hands decisively, “Alright, let’s do it, and we will trouble the shepherd once more to go down and make an effort.”

Ultimately, he was a decisive person. Once he made up his mind, he did not hesitate to address a butterfly as a person of high status–after all, it could understand human speech and was at the Mid-stage of Qi Refining; courtesy costs nothing.

It took Hua Hua nearly half an hour to extract the wood tumor. The tumor was only as thick as a bowl’s mouth, but it grew irregularly, with the diameter of the tunnel being less than thirty centimeters and also connected to the broken roots, making it quite difficult to extract.

When the wood tumor was dragged out, the three of them were shocked. Previously, in the cave, they couldn’t see the details clearly. Now, upon a closer look, they discovered that it was full of dense, tiny holes, like the size of needle tips, covering the entire wood tumor.

Those suffering from trypophobia might faint at the sight.

Inside those little holes, extremely small bugs were crawling in and out, black and red in color, the length of rice grains, not even as thick as a strand of hair.

Feng Jun explained on the side, “These are the larvae of those little black bugs. After breaking out of their cocoons, they emerge from the ground and can crawl or fly… paradoxically, this wood tumor is actually nurturing a new seedling, showing how the way of nature truly is full of wonders.”

According to Hua Hua, this wood tumor could be used to cultivate Gu insects, or it would be best to burn it.

But not to mention Brother Zhang, even Feng Tianyang was reluctant to destroy this item; after all, it was the progeny of the Ancient Tea Tree.

“Shepherd, if I plant this item in the greenhouse, isolating it from the outside and thoroughly exterminating the bugs, could a new Ancient Tea Tree grow?”

Hua Hua indicated that this possibility did not exist, “This is a generational parasite. Without the old tree providing nutrients, the seedling cannot grow… What does ‘generational’ mean? Without the old dying, the new cannot be born.”

However, Feng Jun suddenly had an epiphany, “What about using a Sweet Dew Talisman? The nutrients from a Sweet Dew Talisman are strong enough, but these bugs are a bit troublesome.”

Hua Hua expressed that the bugs were of no concern; as long as they didn’t draw nutrients from the old tree, no new bugs would be born. As for those already emerged adults and larvae, with the large swarm of flying insects it had brought along, they would definitely be cleared within ten to eighteen days.

“The Sweet Dew Talisman is good,” Brother Zhang directly expressed his support, “Let’s also use a bit of the Sweet Dew Talisman on the hole that was dug out to repair the tree roots, so it doesn’t grow such a thing again.”

Hua Hua reckoned the likelihood was low, if it were to grow, it would probably be the other two Ancient Tea Trees instead; this Ancient Tea Tree had already grown once, depleting a considerable amount of its wood essence, even if it were to grow again, it would take at least ten or twenty years.

Feng Jun took out a Sweet Dew Talisman and activated it, a large expanse of mist slowly appeared, filling the air above the land spanning ten acres, reaching a height of four to five zhang.

As the mist became denser and denser, the three of them stepped back from the range of the Ancient Tea Tree, only to abruptly discover countless wasps and ladybugs, among other flying insects, charging into the white fog.

“Truly magical,” Feng Tianyang marveled at the scene, “Is it the Spiritual Energy from the Sweet Dew Talisman attracting the insects?”

With a “tsk” sound, Hua Hua became annoyed and darted into the mist like an arrow. Soon after, an imposing force emanated from within the white fog.

The next moment, a buzzing sound erupted, and many flying insects, frightened, hurried out from the mist–the hierarchical suppression of the natural world was indeed formidable.

“Alright,” Feng Jun spoke with a smile, “These are meat-eating bugs, they don’t munch on tea trees, come back and rest for a bit, you’ve also worked hard all morning.”

With a flash of white light, Hua Hua was back on Feng Jun’s shoulder. Now, feeling familiar with everyone, it shook its front legs, and suddenly, an iPad appeared before it, and it started following a drama series again.

“Oh,” Brother Zhang’s mouth was slightly ajar, his gaze dull, staring fixedly at it with a face that seemed to bear a human skin mask, devoid of any expression.

Feng Tianyang wasn’t much better off, remaining dumbstruck for quite a while before murmuring softly, “Is that… a Storage Bag?”

Internally he was furiously complaining, even Xuande Cave Heaven didn’t have a single Storage Bag, yet your butterfly has one?

Then he realized he had misspoken and forced a smile, “Sure enough, befitting of a cultivator in the Qi Refinement Realm.”

“Indeed,” Feng Jun nodded, speaking with a smile, “It even captured a cultivator from Kunlun who was in the Qi Refinement Realm. Everything it possesses it earned itself. Feng clan, even a butterfly strives to better itself, you should also put in some effort to earn a Storage Bag.”

Feng Tianyang gave a wry smile, “Feng clan, I sure would like to earn it, really want to, very much want to, especially want to… If I could get a Storage Bag, I’d feel worthy of my post. But I just can’t find a way.”

Feng Jun looked at him with a half-smile, “Bring ten billion, and I’ll sell you one… with a limit on the number of uses.”

Far from being angry, Feng Tianyang pondered for a moment before tentatively asking, “Can it pass through airport security?”

“Forget it,” Feng Jun said, half-laughing and half-crying as he waved his hand, “With that question, I wouldn’t sell it to you for a hundred billion.”

Feng Tianyang didn’t bring up the topic again. He could afford to buy two Sweet Dew Talismans a year, but bringing out ten billion was like asking for his life.

With Hua Hua performing the “minimally invasive surgery,” quite some time was spent, soon it was time for lunch, and the three had not gone down to eat. Then, the afternoon time also passed quickly.

It wasn’t until the evening that the Sweet Dew Talisman gradually lost its effect. This was naturally related to the high mountain and moisture of Mount Taibai, but such Talismans did indeed last for a long time.

If the duration were too short, just enough to wet the surface of the ground, how could it permeate underground? Then what use would they call Gan Lin?

Feng Tianyang and Brother Zhang went forward to check and found not only that the three Ancient Tea Trees were in good condition but also that the number of insects had greatly reduced. Brother Zhang couldn’t help but loudly praise, “Only today did I realize the true abilities of a Daoist Sect expert, indeed you did not deceive me.”

Feng Jun smiled slightly, “What expert, just a fellow practitioner. It’s getting late, let’s head down the mountain first.”

This time, Brother Zhang did not go down the mountain, and even Hua Hua stayed on the mountaintop. Only Feng Jun took Feng Tianyang down to the mid-mountain, then went to Xuande Cave Heaven.

The next morning, the situation on the mountaintop was good, and Brother Zhang had already refilled the hole, indicating that if this continued, in another five days, they could harvest another batch of tea leaves.

What followed was the discussion between Boss Fengs regarding the Sweet Dew Talisman.

Feng Tianyang wanted to buy three at once–including the one used yesterday.

The reason was simple: he saw the one used as for the treatment of the Ancient Tea Tree, an expense Mount Taibai should cover.

Feng Jun liked dealing with straightforward people, so he said, “I promised to give you two, so I’ll give you two. When I said I’d sell them to you for ten million each, it’s because my items are worth that much. If I decide to give them as gifts, then they cannot be calculated based on their value.”

Feng Tianyang firmly disagreed, saying that if you do it like that, it’s no fun; he’s chasing the coattails of the stud and has to act the part. Indeed, you are giving me two Sweet Dew Talismans, but your Spirit Plant Shepherd was called into action, and you’ve even attracted so many flying insects. You can’t let it be for nothing, right?

He seemed to be resolute about sticking with Luohua Manor.

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