Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter
Chapter 600 - 599: Blessed Land in the Cave, Spirit Peach, Spirit Rice_1

Chapter 600: Chapter 599: Blessed Land in the Cave, Spirit Peach, Spirit Rice_1

“Shitou, go change your pants.”

The Lin brothers finally realized what was happening and chided him sternly, their faces darkening.

“Hmph!”

Shitou huffed defiantly, shrugged off the many disdainful glances, and ran off in a flash of smoke.

Lin Qingluo touched her forehead helplessly, her eyes dropping as she instructed Baoya, “I’m entrusting you with the bird egg. Take good care of it and tell me as soon as it hatches.”

“Alright, Baoya will definitely take good care of the bird egg.”

The soft, milky voice clearly entered her ears.

“Be more discreet in the future, don’t start trouble.”

Lin Qingluo nodded in satisfaction, her words heavy with caution, “Beware of bad people targeting you.”

“Mm-hmm, Master, don’t worry, Baoya will remember.”

The soft, milky voice promptly replied.

“Go ahead, take good care of the bird egg.”

Lin Qingluo bent over and set it on the ground, a smile pulling at the corners of her eyes.

Baoya scampered over on stubby legs to the bird egg, using all its limbs to hug it close.

“Hehe, is Baoya planning to hatch the egg?”

Wang Meng broke into laughter, broke off a piece of the pancake, and threw it to Baoya.

“Awo.”

Baoya dismissively turned its head and rotated its body, showing him the back of its head.

“Hahaha.”

The group of brothers burst into fits of laughter again, bending over in mirth.

**

Lin Qingluo didn’t pay much attention to the boys’ boisterous fun, instead allowing them to frolic freely on the island.

With the rare free time on hand, she took out the newly acquired Blessed Land from her Golden Core, found a quiet location, spilled her blood to recognize it as her master, and entered it with the Little Kingfisher.

The Blessed Land had mountains and rivers and was a world in itself.

Both she and the bird were greeted by fresh, refreshing spiritual energy upon entering. Peach forests spread as far as the eye could see.

There was a small courtyard in the forest with two exquisite bamboo houses, and a clear Spiritual Spring in the yard.

“Master, the area of this Blessed Land is about a third of Mystic Canyon. There is a valley behind the peach grove, a stream at the bottom of the valley, and Spirit Rice planted on both sides of the stream. Additionally, there is a large barren area where medicinal plants can be cultivated.”

The Little Kingfisher was very swift, it had flown around the Blessed Land by the time she had a general idea of what was there and reported what it had seen.

“One third is not small; it’s considered a medium-sized spatial magic weapon.”

Lin Qingluo was keen on the Spiritual Spring and stood beside it, unable to suppress her joy.

The Spiritual Spring was clear to the bottom with strands of spiritual power emerging from the spring water, creating a beautiful aura around the bamboo houses, as if in a dream.

“Master, the peach trees in the grove are Spirit Peach Trees. The peaches they bear are big, sweet, and juicy, and very tasty.”

The Little Kingfisher had found a new delight and was pecking at a peach, eating with great satisfaction.

“What did you just say? There’s Spirit Rice?”

Lin Qingluo snapped back from her reverie by the Spiritual Spring and remembered hearing the words ‘Spirit Rice’. Her heart gave a violent flip.

“Mm-hmm.”

The Little Kingfisher was enjoying its Spirit Peach and couldn’t be bothered to speak properly; it simply bobbed its head in confirmation.

“Is it rice? Or sorghum?”

Lin Qingluo’s heart quickened.

“Both.”

The Little Kingfisher finished its peach and swiftly flew over from the peach grove to perch on her shoulder, with great satisfaction.

“There are many crops on both sides of the stream – rice, millet, corn, and wheat. There’s also some sorghum.”

“Let’s go to the valley.”

Unable to suppress her excitement, Lin Qingluo appeared like a wisp of blue smoke as she flew up into the trees, disappearing after a few jumps.

*

The fertility of the valley behind the peach grove was as the Little Kingfisher had described, with crops luxuriant and fruit in abundance.

The full heads of grain contained abundant spiritual power and swayed in the wind.

“This is wonderful, it really is Spirit Rice!”

Lin Qingluo’s elation was beyond words at this point.

Surprises were coming in quick succession, stimulating her cortical excitement. She felt as if she was walking on cotton.