Meng Yixuan shook his head, this wasn’t the time to contemplate the what-ifs.
The trio walked away, returning into the forest that separated the border from the rest of Hua Land.
Shejin Huiling remained wrapped around his neck as a now much larger, yet still just as light, snake formed a scarf for him.
The cold-blooded creature had actively increased her temperature to avoid giving him frostbite. Lang Xing had also returned to her rightful spot on his head.
There was nothing left for him! QAQ!!
Huli Bao dejectedly walked on the other side of Tan Huaxiong, pouting at his lack of contact with his friend. Curse his elders! Stealing his Xiao Xuanxuan from him!
The walk through the forest had been incredibly arduous the first time, with nothing to keep them entertained but themselves– not that they didn’t take advantage of or enjoy the moment of silence and freedom from the outside world thoroughly.
This time around, small purple miniature grape-like berries hung from the trees, having bloomed in the time that they were away.
How exactly time had flown by so quickly escaped him, seeing as it was currently the time in which the trees had not only blossomed but also bloomed!
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Meng Yixuan felt this was a perfect atmosphere to chill with your friends. Like the classic walking amongst the cherry blossoms platonic dates he’d once heard his classmates discuss.
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He shook his sad thoughts off, proceeding to march excitedly as he realised how much better this was. He had a little floof, a little scaley, a darling lover-to-be, and a best friend he could chill with. All he’d ever need!
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The little berries burst after their group passed by, unbeknownst to them.
That was a lie, actually, all three of the members of the demonic sect noticed, and heightened their senses instinctively, without much of a change in external attitudes, though.
The two youngest of the group remained innocently ignorant, continuing to walk– well, Meng Yixuan did, Lang Xing hitched a ride– just as animatedly as before.
As he continued onwards, his snake scarf raised her head and nuzzled into his cheek, signalling to Huli Bao that she had him covered. Meng Yixuan quirked a teasing brow and brushed it off as her sweet affection.
He spotted a few blooms nearer to the ground and skipped to that spot quickly.
The little fruits– which Meng Yixuan now realised resemble blackberries more than grapes, after seeing them up close– oddly seemed much blurrier now.
Like they were covered in a smokey fog, creating a haze.
The violet berries before him popped before his very eyes, excreting that same dark graze smoke-like substance.
It was at this moment that he realised what they were. Well, it was technically this moment that triggered his dormant flash of realisation.
These purple fruits were called Lucin berries, and they had the innate ability to render someone only semi-conscious by forcing them into a paralysis state.
When the fruit senses humans nearby, it explodes in a kamikaze way. The single berry releases a hallucination-inducing toxin to protect the tree, and its seed is carried with the wind that pushes its smoke away.
Meng Yixuan sensed the potential of them to aid his Floral mental cultivation, and picked a bundle, directly pocketing them into his crystal before they could even think to explode.
His crystal-related secret was considered as good as exposed, that is, if it was a “righteous” cultivator who knew it. However, he thruster Shejin Huiling with his life let alone something this small. Especially cos he knew Baobao did too.
Speaking of Baobao, he turned around to show him what he’d done, preparing to go fishing for compliments.
His hopes extinguished as soon as they came when he couldn’t find Huli Bao or Tan Huanxiong!
He turned to glare at the trees with grievances, very annoyed and close to tears, abandonment issues being stirred.
The trees were just as sad, they could control such reflexes!
Mang Yixuan huffed, not even giving some grace to the trees as he walked about to look for the rest of his group.
His brain flash made a second appearance that day, urging him to roll the pearl on his tassel.
He did so, only to neither feel or see anything different.
He continued to rub it back and forth until finally, an odd static (in this time?!?) sound came and he heard a voice call out, “Xiao Xuanxuan!”
His heart grew elated as he looked at the tassel that served as a modern day phone, which connected him magically to his Baobao.
He then proceeded to create clouds out of the water to flush the entire forest in gratitude for getting him to this discovery.
Mildly confused, but still enjoying it
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