I Got Together with the Goddess [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 10

I’ve heard that some people play music for their flowers, believing that growing up in a pleasant environment helps them flourish. Jiang Yiqing bought a music box from the mall and played music for the Silver-Thread Spirit Fang every day…

I’ve heard that some people play music for their flowers; growing in a pleasant environment helps them flourish.

Jiang Yiqing bought a music box from the mall and played music for the Silver-Thread Spirit Fang every day. Seeing it grows taller and stronger, its branches and leaves becoming resilient, she watched as the tiny flower buds finally bloomed into pinkish-white flowers.

A few days later, the flowers fell, and two red, lantern-shaped fruits formed.

Jiang Yiqing was stunned; the Silver-Thread Spirit Fang had produced two fruits!

Although they say hard work pays off, it felt incredible that the plant had listened to her words.

Afterward, Jiang Yiqing watched as the fruit grew larger day by day. Their color slowly faded until they became white with a hint of red. They grew to be as large as apples, looking as succulent as white pears and shaped like wax apples.

Jiang Yiqing was in no hurry to pick them up. She waited until the two fruits reached their absolute peak, their most plump and hydrated state, before she planned to harvest them.

“Silver-Thread Spirit Fang, thank you. I will find a way to get more fragments in the future to turn you into a tree. For now, you should get some rest,” Jiang Yiqing said.

The system had mentioned that after bearing fruit once, the Silver-Thread Spirit Fang would fall into a slumber for a hundred years.

The silver leaves shook—handsome and dashing—as if it were nodding to her and saying, “Alright, I’m going to sleep now.”

Jiang Yiqing carefully picked the two fruits. Holding them in her hands, she felt a sense of unreality. This was a miraculous fruit that could only be harvested once every hundred years, and now she had two of them.

She took a special look at the mall; each fruit was priced at 5,000 Star Coins, which was five times the price of the Nine-Star Heavenly Ginseng!

Jiang Yiqing could hardly believe it and asked the system, “Why is the Spirit Fang Fruit so expensive?”

The system replied: “First, the Spirit Fang Fruit only bears fruit once every hundred years. Second, its seeds are extremely rare—much rarer than the Nine-Star Heavenly Ginseng. Third, although the Nine-Star Heavenly Ginseng is also a holy grade item, its functions are not as powerful as the Spirit Fang Fruit. The Spirit Fang Fruit can enhance spiritual power, cleanse the marrow and essence, and even ward off poison!”

Jiang Yiqing thought that made sense. She was just about to wash the fruits and share them with Si Xuansu.

The system interrupted: “There’s something I should tell you first. You can’t just eat the Spirit Fang Fruit casually. This fruit has intense Yin and Yang energy; consuming it improperly could cause a person’s blood vessels to burst, leading to death.”

?? This wasn’t exactly a “heads up.” Jiang Yiqing was just about to eat it when it decided to speak up.

“But it’s fine. Of these two fruits, one is Yin and the other is Yang. As long as you eat them together, there will be no problem,” the system added.

“Oh, alright.” That meant she and Si Xuansu just had to eat half of each.

She examined the two fruits and noticed that their colors were indeed one lighter and one darker, and their shapes were slightly different.

When Si Xuansu returned from training the troops, feeling a bit thirsty, Jiang Yiqing presented the washed Spirit Fang Fruits to her.

Jiang Yiqing used Jade Dew to wash them, which could be considered a massive investment. After washing, the skin of the fruits was as warm and moist as jade. Immediately, they were clearly no ordinary items; to call them celestial fruits would not be an exaggeration.

Jiang Yiqing handed the Yang fruit to Si Xuansu and said, “Xuansu, these are the fruits I just harvested. They are called Spirit Fang Fruits. Why don’t you try them?”

“Spirit Fang Fruit?” Si Xuansu asked, puzzled.

“Just like the Nine-Star Heavenly Ginseng your father ate, these are very rare fruits,” Jiang Yiqing explained.

“Where did you pick such rare fruits?” Si Xuansu was somewhat surprised.

“Because I have a system space,” Jiang Yiqing said. “As for the seeds, I got them at the Peony Banquet.”

Upon hearing this, Si Xuansu nodded slightly, seemingly thinking of something, and said, “Oh.”

“It’s about this fruit—it’s divided into Yin and Yang types. They must be eaten together, otherwise, the excess Yin or Yang energy might cause an accident.”

Hearing her describe such a dangerous matter, Si Xuansu didn’t even twitch an eyebrow. It seemed she was usually exposed to things far more terrifying than this.

She said, “So, you want to share such precious fruit with me.”

“…Um… yes.” Jiang Yiqing looked at Si Xuansu’s expression. Her eyelids were lowered, and it was impossible to tell what she was thinking. She looked incredibly soft and gentle, making it hard to associate her with the person who could do unpredictable things.

When Si Xuansu’s gaze was stern, it was like the cold snow of a winter land—which was certainly beautiful—but at this moment, she was like a soft flower on a spring branch. Her thick, butterfly-wing eyelashes flickered slightly, like a spring breeze brushing against willows, making Jiang Yiqing’s heart feel an itch.

While she was still dazing out, her hand was tugged. Looking down, she saw that her hand was being held by the Goddess. Their two clean, white hands overlapped, and a faint warmth traveled between them, feeling so comfortable.

Si Xuansu brought the Spirit Fang Fruit to Jiang Yiqing’s lips, staring at her intently. Jiang Yiqing’s gaze wavered—eh, she wanted her to eat first?

Nevertheless, she hesitantly took a bite. Si Xuansu then brought the other fruit to her lips as well. Jiang Yiqing couldn’t take another bite; she just gave the fruit a little peck and stopped.

“I really don’t know what to do with you,” Si Xuansu said. With an icy face, she took a bite herself, then leaned over and kissed Jiang Yiqing.

Jiang Yiqing’s brain went completely blank. She didn’t know how the fruit was chewed. The texture of the Spirit Fang Fruit was indeed like a wax apple, and she wasn’t sure how the juice entered her throat. In short, while she was immersed in this deep kiss, the food in her mouth disappeared, leaving behind a sweet juice she couldn’t quite identify.

When they pulled apart, both felt a lingering desire for more.

“Keep eating,” Si Xuansu said.

Jiang Yiqing felt incredibly embarrassed. She didn’t know how Si Xuansu managed to say such things and do such things with that “ice block” face.

In any case, by the time her mind started working again, the two fruits had indeed been finished.

Si Xuansu took out a handkerchief from her person—an elegant handkerchief embroidered with orchid patterns. Jiang Yiqing watched as the hand holding the handkerchief slowly approached her, wiping away the fruit juice from the corner of her mouth.

The scent of the handkerchief was the same as the scent on her body.

Si Xuansu wiped her lips meticulously—so meticulously that Jiang Yiqing felt it was a bit outrageous. She wondered, did her mouth really need to be wiped for this long?

She caught Si Xuansu’s hand and said, “Xuansu.”

Only then did Si Xuansu seem to snap out of it. She used the handkerchief to wipe her own lips, then tucked it back into her robes.

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