Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter - Chapter 711

Chapter 711: Chapter 709: The True Appearance of the Psychic Fruit?_1

“Hiss.”

A series of gasping sounds rang out, and Wang Meng and Feng Yi also showed incredulous expressions.

“Isn’t this just fat hen? What’s so strange about it? You can find it everywhere in the fields and roadsides.”

Lin Jinyu, who was very curious, put down his teacup and came over Shitou, glanced at the image of the plant, and expressed the doubt of his brothers on their behalf.

“Psychic Fruit’s simplicity revealed.”

Lin Qingluo had already predicted this and smiled: “At first glance, it’s indeed unremarkable, and it looks like wild vegetables, but if you look closely, you’ll see the difference.”

“The underground root of Psychic Fruit is thicker and dark red, and when the fruit is ripe, it has black and white stripes, which is easy to recognize.”

“Moreover, real Psychic Fruits are extremely rare, and there’s only a miniscule chance of accidentally encountering one while picking wild vegetables without great luck.”

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“There’s so much of it, how can we find it?”

Shitou became increasingly frustrated as he listened, and barely held back from cursing: “We can’t possibly pull out each plant one by one to see the color of the roots.”

Feng Yi rubbed his brows in a headache: “There are too many of them. It’s impossible to pull them out one by one.”

Wang Meng felt like vomiting blood: “Relying on just us, brothers, we won’t leave the Qilian Mountain Range even if we pull them out one by one for our whole life.”

“We can’t just stop doing everything else and only pull wild vegetables, can we?”

The Lin Clan’s children looked at each other.

“That’s why we say, leave it to fate.”

Lin Qingluo said calmly and cheerfully: “Cultivators cultivate opportunities. Many Cultivators cannot break through the barriers in their entire lives or go further, not because their own conditions are not good enough or they don’t work hard enough, but because they lack opportunities.”

“Master, has anyone really found the Psychic Fruit before?”

Feng Yi found her words more and more mysterious, adding to his headache.

“Of course.”

Lin Qingluo nodded with full confidence, almost blurting out that in her previous life, she had accidentally eaten a Psychic Fruit, which gave her Spirit Roots and set her on the path of cultivation, achieving the great Dao and ascended.

“I believe in Master.”

Shitou barely managed to squeeze out these four words, gritting his teeth and suppressing his impatience.

“Since Master said we can find it, we must be able to find it.”

Wang Meng always listened to his junior master and had no doubts at all.

Feng Yi rubbed his forehead helplessly: “In that case, we’ll start searching tomorrow. Whether we can find it or not depends on our luck.”

“Yeah”

Shitou became unusually serious: “It’s better to have hope than no hope.”

“Alright.”

Wang Meng agreed and nodded: “Let’s go hunting in the mountains together tomorrow and bring back some game.”

Lin Qingluo smiled and reminded: “You can search, but don’t prioritize it over your actual training.”

“Hehe, we know.”

The three disciples agreed in unison, looked at each other, touched their noses, and laughed sheepishly.

“Brother Meng, we want to go hunting too.”

Lin Jinhao and Lin Jinlei, hearing about the hunting, their eyes lit up, and they grabbed Wang Meng’s arms from left to right.

“Alright, you two prepare your quivers, and we’ll go together.”

Wang Meng looked up at Master and saw that she didn’t object, so he happily agreed.

“Yay, finally it’s our turn to go hunting in the mountains.”

When the two younger brothers heard his consent, they jumped three feet in excitement, laughing and making a commotion in the hall.

“Hehe.”

The Lin siblings laughed with their mouths wide open while watching their innocent and straightforward younger brothers.

**

“Master, our troops in the southwest encountered the Qiyan Light Cavalry and suffered a disastrous defeat in the first battle, losing over five thousand troops and retreating to the northwestern fortress of Yan City.”

At midnight, Little Kingfisher flew back in through the window and precisely relayed the news brought back by the other birds to its young master.