The zu zong's reaction naturally caught the attention of Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu. Ning Rongrong, on the other hand, remained silent with a smile, a beautiful plan gradually taking shape in her mind.
Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu exchanged a glance, seemingly communicating telepathically, and walked to the clan leader. Each extended a slender hand, reaching for his perfectly toned waist, pinching a small patch of flesh, and twisting it 180 degrees.
Feeling the pain in his waist, the zu zong snapped out of his daze, a helpless bitter smile on his face. He truly had brought this upon himself!
"Hmph! Little zuzong, Rongrong and Lingling both have immortal herbs, so what are you planning to give me and Zhuqing?" Xiao Wu asked with a displeased expression, clearly jealous.
How to distribute the immortal herbs between Xiao Wu and Zhuqing?
To be honest, the zu zong was having a headache. They were both his wives, each holding the most important place in his heart. However, there was only one Acacia Heartbreak Red, the king of immortal herbs, and he really didn't know who to give it to.
Noticing that the zu zong expression was not quite right, Zhu Zhuqing asked worriedly, "What's wrong? Little zuzong, I don't care even if there's no immortal herb."
"Me too, me too, it doesn't matter if there's no immortal herb," Xiao Wu also thought that the zu zong was in trouble and shouted out unwilling to be outdone.
The zu zong shook his head, reached into his hands, and directly took out the Acacia Heartbreak Red and the Narcissus Jade Bone from the system's storage space.
In the zu zong right hand was a white, exquisite flower, which looked as spotless as a blue lotus and white lotus root. The zu zong handed it to Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu. He smiled and said, "This flower is called Narcissus Jade Bone. It nourishes tendons and bones, and unblocks the seven meridians and eight extraordinary vessels. It is very suitable for both of you. When consuming it, only eat the petals, and finally suck the stamen to absorb its effects. It also requires the activation of soul power, and you must be calm and composed to absorb its essence."
Changing his tone, the zu zong frowned slightly, raising the seemingly ordinary white flower in his left hand. The flower was about the size of a palm, shaped like a peony, without any leaves. Its stem was connected to a large stone, which was completely black, and its weight was astonishing, judging from how the zu zong carried it.
On the white flower were several striking red petals, as red as blood, giving it a breathtaking appearance.
The zu zong solemnly declared, "This herb is called 'Heartbreak Red of Longing.' It is a divine treasure among celestial herbs. It has a legendary story: Long ago, there was a young man, gentle by nature, who loved tending flowers and trees. His garden was filled with lotus blossoms and lotus roots, a riot of colors. He would often recite poems to the flowers, raising his cup to the moon. But whenever a flower fell and its petals withered, he would be filled with endless sorrow, gathering the petals and burying them in the ground, weeping repeatedly. As the saying goes, true love moves heaven and earth. His noble love for flowers touched a celestial flower fairy, who secretly descended to the mortal realm to marry him. Their blissful union was naturally boundless. However, their happiness was short-lived. The gods learned of their affair and were greatly angered. They decreed that a celestial being and a mortal could not be together, and ordered the flower fairy to be banished to the divine realm. Since losing his beloved, the young man had spent his days sighing and lamenting, neglecting his flower-related pursuits. Thus, he..." The fences were collapsed, the flowers and trees were withered, and the garden was desolate. One day, an old man with white hair came and told him that the white peony he loved in the garden was the embodiment of his beloved wife. He only needed to destroy the flower, and the flower fairy would lose her fairy body and be banished to the mortal world to reunite with him. But he must not destroy the flower. After speaking, he turned into a breeze and disappeared. The young man suddenly realized his mistake and deeply regretted his neglect of the flowers. He carefully tended to the flowers and plants. Although he loved his wife, he could not bear to burn the peony. So he cherished it even more, weeping day and night over the flower. When his tears dried and his heart broke, he died of unrequited love. At the end of his life, he dripped his blood onto the petals. You see those crimson bloodstains? They are the blood of the young man's heart.
Listening quietly to the zu zong's words, both Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu beside her were somewhat mesmerized. Even Ning Rongrong and Ye Lingling were moved and unable to control themselves.
The zu zong solemnly said, "This flower is no ordinary plant; it chooses its master carefully. When picking it, you must think of your beloved, be sincere and devoted, and spit out a mouthful of blood onto the petals. If you are even slightly distracted, even if you spit blood and die, you will never be able to pick the flower. Once the flower is picked, it will never wither as long as it stays with its master. The stone beneath the flower is named Wujue. If it is forcibly destroyed, this Acacia Heartbreak Red will also lose all its medicinal power. Consuming this herb grants immortality, comparable to heaven and earth. I conservatively estimate that it can increase soul power by at least ten levels and also comprehensively transform the body. This flower is the king of immortal plants, so—"
Before the zu zong could finish speaking, Zhu Zhuqing directly took the Narcissus Jade Bone from his hand, "Although you and I are now a real couple, I know that Xiaowu has always loved you, and you also have feelings for her."
"Zhu Qing, I—"
Zhu Zhuqing interrupted the zu zong again, "Let me finish."
The zu zong nodded, and Xiao Wu also focused her attention on Zhu Zhuqing, as did Ning Rongrong and Ye Lingling.
Zhu Zhuqing said, "Do you remember a few years ago in the cave in the Star Dou Great Forest? At that time, when you talked to me, you always joked that you had a greedy 'dead rabbit,' although you looked like you were gritting your teeth, I could tell that you really loved that 'rabbit.' At the time, I just thought you had a pet, until I discovered that Xiao Wu's martial soul was a rabbit in the Soto City Soul Arena. Coupled with your close words and actions and the look in your eyes, I knew from that moment on that you would no longer belong to me alone."
At this point, Zhu Zhuqing's eyes reddened, and tears welled up. It was no wonder she felt this way; love is selfish, and who would willingly share their beloved with another?
"Zhuqing," the zu zong said, pulling Zhu Zhuqing into his arms with his free right hand, everything understood without words.
Xiao Wu watched the zu zong and Zhu Zhuqing with complicated emotions, unusually showing no jealousy or temper tantrum. She had always believed that Zhu Zhuqing had used her cleverness to become the zu zong's girlfriend first, so while her relationship with Zhu Zhuqing wasn't bad, it certainly wasn't as close as her relationship with Ye Lingling.
Now, it seemed the other woman was truly a kind and understanding girl. Thinking this, Xiao Wu felt relieved; becoming the zu zong's wife alongside such a girl wasn't unacceptable.
Zhu Zhuqing cried in the zu zong's arms for a while, finally releasing the words she had kept bottled up for over half a year. She felt much better afterward and wiped away her tears.
Changing the subject, Zhu Zhuqing's face revealed a bright smile, "I accept you and Xiaowu being together, but there has to be a first-come, first-served order. Xiaowu established a relationship with me later, so I have to be ahead of her in line. Also, you can't just bring any woman home anymore, or I'll castrate you."
"Mmm, you're ahead of me—" Xiaowu nodded. Suddenly, she realized something was wrong. She was the one who met the clan leader first, and she should have been the first one the clan leader liked. Why should she be the mistress, and Zhu Zhuqing the elder?
A thumbs-up appeared on Xiaowu's forehead, and she pouted, "No way, I want to be the elder! I met the zu zong first, and I'm older than you. Give me back the feeling I had just had."
"Uh." The zu zong sighed inwardly. The atmosphere was quite nice just now!