Chapter 5, Who is Laozi

Tang Miao pouted, thinking, is this really going to work? She lazily stared at her palm and muttered, come out! To her surprise, the white jade ring actually appeared in her palm, but in her shock, the white jade ring vanished.

Huang Yu was momentarily taken aback: "Who am I?"

Does she really think she should kneel down to thank the immortal for her cultivation? Tang Miao was instantly speechless

"Are you threatening her again?" Tang Miaoxiu exclaimed with wide eyes, "Hey, you just promised to protect me..."

The identity of the Phoenix Feather Immortal is of utmost nobility, and upon hearing the word "reward," he became alert. He looked disdainfully at the smug Tang Miao, a slight smirk playing on his lips: "Do not forget, my role as your bodyguard comes with conditions. If you cannot cultivate the Spirit of Water Control—then I shall use your blood to nourish the plants"

Tang Miao remained with her eyes closed, her cheeks flushed with a faint rosy hue, and her eyelashes trembled gently. The weak Phoenix Feather seemed to see again the delicate figure by the Weak Water River. His finger, which had unconsciously touched her forehead, gently slid down, tracing her petite nose and resting upon her lips.

It is extremely disrespectful to make such demands of a celestial being who possesses a higher rank and greater spiritual power in the celestial realm. Tang Miao clearly did not understand this; she was infuriated by the indifference and arrogance displayed by Huang Yu, gritting her teeth as she said: "I never permitted you to kiss me at will!"

Tang Miao took the opportunity to ask: "How is it?"

She stood with her hands on her hips, glaring at Huang Yu, taking a deep breath, secretly cursing herself for being foolish, thinking about what worldly reasoning could be discussed with someone like him, who had lost all emotions. However, she truly could not swallow this indignation. In a moment of inspiration, Tang Miao took out a mint candy, proudly raised her head, and handed it to Huang Yu, saying: "Since you are my bodyguard now, let me treat you to a piece of mint candy. This is a delicacy from the mortal realm, no less than the Holy Orchid fruit!"

If it were not for her ability to control water, how could he easily promise her and expend his spiritual energy? At dawn, the sun would once again scorch the eastern wasteland, and his spiritual energy would weaken further. Huang Yu's toes twitched, overwhelmed by the impulse to kick this foolish little immortal awake and scold him. Contemplating the hope of escaping the predicament of the eastern wasteland, Huang Yu sighed and resignedly picked up Tang Miao to fly away.

An hour later, Huang Yu gently landed beside Tang Miao. He listened angrily to the snoring sounds coming from Tang Miao, squeezing out two words through his teeth: "Rotten wood"

She is his only hope in the Eastern Wilderness. Five years have passed, and he can no longer afford to waste time here. With gritted teeth, Huang Yu resolutely poured all of his spiritual power into Tang Miao's sea of consciousness. He extracted his own spiritual power like a pump, frantically irrigating Tang Miao's sea of consciousness.

Huang Yu, deep in thought, murmured: "Although it cannot cultivate spiritual power like the fruits of the immortals, it does have a cooling effect. The immortal realm also has mint, but it has never been refined into pills using glacial water and high-quality cane sugar as you mentioned."

Huang Yu secretly cursed, how could I have sent an idiot to him?! Now that things have come to this point, he had no choice but to patiently explain, despite his fatigue: "As your heart moves with your thoughts, envision the white jade ring in your hand and try to summon it."

The sweet and refreshing taste spreads in the mouth, as if one is standing at the peak of a glacier with every breath... No wonder many celestial beings love to inhale the fragrant smoke of the mortal realm; indeed, the food of the mortal world has its own unique flavor. Huang Yu enjoys exhaling a breath of fresh air.

It is truly breathtaking! Tang Miao sighed, closed his eyes, and began to meditate earnestly

The phoenix feather, which had long desired to meditate and restore its spiritual power, suddenly transformed into a purple shadow

However, after a moment, the area between Huang Yu's brows was covered in fine beads of sweat, his complexion gradually turning pale, and his green eyes deepening to a dark green. A trace of spiritual power was drawn from Tang Miao's sea of consciousness, quietly floating within it. At this moment, all of Huang Yu's spiritual power was also exhausted

It is merely a piece of candy, yet you insist on calling it a pill. Do you think the immortals consume pills that are like fried beans? Tang Miao silently scoffed. She then followed up on Huang Yu's words, saying: "Since you like it, I will save it for you. You are my bodyguard, so this small favor can still be granted to you"

The phoenix feather once again vanished silently. Tang Miao held her breath, eager to cultivate her spiritual power immediately. She did not want him to look at her with that idiotic gaze again. If she could summon the spring water, would he reveal that dazed smile once more? ... Accompanied by a faintly tender smile ...

Huang Yu furrowed her brow and said: "Haven't I explained it to you before? Your tears can condense without dispersing, which is much better than the sour rain of the Eastern Wilderness. It allows me to discover your potential to control water, and you should be pleased. You are quite fortunate; I am a wood-element immortal and will find a way to help you cultivate your spiritual power."

Tang Miao asked foolishly, "How does it feel?"

Tang Miao felt extremely embarrassed under his expectant gaze, like a student who had not completed their homework being scolded by the teacher, and awkwardly said: "Could you please look away for a moment? I will try my best, I will try my best!"

Close your eyes!" Huang Yu interrupted Tang Miao's words, her finger already pressed against Tang Miao's forehead

"Wow, that's impressive!" Tang Miao exclaimed in admiration. What would her future life be like if she could also do that? Would she finally be able to fly freely without wings? While soaring in the sky, would she suffer from acrophobia and fall down? After indulging in her wild thoughts for a while, the rejuvenated Huang Yu swiftly returned to her side.

Tang Miao's eyelashes trembled violently before she opened her eyes. Huang Yu's expression was quite strange, and Tang Miao curiously studied the faint tenderness on his face that had yet to fade away.

In the blink of an eye, Huang Yu had already coldly retracted her finger and said, "You can feel it for yourself."

Mingming doubted that the mortal realm would have such good things, yet Huang Yu was still stirred by Tang Miao's words and swallowed a mouthful of dry saliva. "Given your efforts to please this immortal, I shall reluctantly give it a try!" As she spoke, Huang Yu had already reached out to snatch the mint candy and elegantly placed it in her mouth

Tang Miao slapped her forehead in frustration, so angry that she let out a curse. She rolled her eyes and said: "My father! Commonly known as my old man!"

Tang Miao stole a glance at him and sighed, how could he be so handsome even with a frown! She recalled the kiss that she had misunderstood and said irritably, "Stay away from me, you distract me!"

Recalling the sight of Huang Yu swallowing saliva while eating the mint candy, Tang Miao raised an eyebrow in suspicion, picked up a piece of mint candy, and sighed while stealing glances at Huang Yu: "Alas, this candy is made from the green leaves of mint that grow at the peak of high mountains, mixed with pure water from the depths of glaciers and combined with high-quality cane sugar from the south, refined over forty-nine days. Eating one piece dispels the summer heat and moistens the mouth like drinking from a clear spring. It is an essential treasure for every person in the mortal realm to have a box of it at home during summer for travel, to satisfy hunger and quench thirst. What a pity, once in the immortal realm, nothing matters anymore!"

Huang Yu's long eyelashes fluttered as doubts filled her heart. Although her sea of consciousness was desolate, it gave him the impression that it contained a vibrant life force. It was like a vast desert of yellow sand, where he sensed the springs deep within the earth. Curiously, Huang Yu infused her spiritual power into Tang Miao's sea of consciousness.

He sadly thought that his spiritual power had already diminished too much. However, the thread of spiritual energy, thinner than a silk thread, drawn from Tang Miao's sea of consciousness, gave him a glimpse of hope

Upon mentioning the Saint Orchid Fruit, Huang Yu's green eyes brightened momentarily, but she disdainfully waved her sleeve and said, "How can the things of the mortal realm compare to the sacred fruits of the immortals"

Be more serious! Huang Yu frowned and scolded

Once a flying immortal becomes a being of the immortal realm, a sea of consciousness, whether strong or weak, will naturally form in their mind. With cultivation, this sea of consciousness will refine spiritual power. Although Tang Miao has crossed the Immortal Bridge and shed her mortal body to achieve an immortal form, the powerful effects of the Soul Locking Pill have sealed one of her souls, the Lingbing Jade, and her water manipulation spiritual power, causing her already shallow spiritual awareness to become even more desiccated. Now, Tang Miao's sea of consciousness resembles a parched field, where even pouring a basin of water cannot penetrate the cracked soil. Eating a Holy Orchid Fruit is equivalent to not eating at all, as it is impossible to refine even a trace of spiritual power.

You treat me like dirt, while I still regard you as my subordinate! Tang Miao circled around for a long time and finally regained some face. Although it was merely a war of words, it helped to dissipate the anger in her heart

Tang Miao shivered and quickly closed his eyes. A cool sensation emerged from his forehead, and the tip of his nose was filled with the fresh fragrance of grass and trees, as if he were immersed in a vast forest