"Aoo ao ao..."

"Ying ying ying..."

The precious wine vessel flower seeds, along with dozens of barrels of various grades of fertilizer, including one meant for Sequence Seven herbal materials’ advanced fertilizer... all wasted until now!

While they scarfed down their meals, tears trickled down, dropping into their bowls, adding a bitter taste to the rice.

...

In the corner of the cafeteria.

Star Ear ran back sneakily and huddled with Moon Ear and White Earrings.

"Ying ying ying, aoo aoo aoo..."

...In the whole cafeteria, only over forty wine vessel flowers successfully sprouted.

Beside the table, their flowerpots had also been poured with dozens of buckets of fertilizer.

But until now, they remained quietly still, showing no signs of sprouting.

Looks like it’s a lost cause.

"Aoo?"

After hearing this information, Moon Ear’s disappointment eased a little.

If everyone failed... it was somewhat comforting.

But spending so many resources still feels like a huge loss!

"Ying ying ying, aoo aoo aoo!"

...Once we finish eating, let’s return all the advanced fertilizer we got from the warehouse!

Star Ear nodded in agreement.

Only White Earrings frowned and looked again at the flowerpot on the dining table.

"Aoo?"

It paused momentarily, with a hesitant expression.

Extending its front paw, it touched the soil inside the pot, leaned down, tilting its head, and brought its slightly white-furred ear closer.

...

On the cafeteria’s edge, Bai Mo, eating fried chicken with rice and drinking plum juice, used his divine sense to scan across the great hall, over each pot of wine vessel flowers planted by the disciples.

"Three hundred seeds, over forty sprouted successfully?

"That’s normal.

"Even quite good actually."

Bai Mo grinned, stuffing a large bite of fried chicken rice into his mouth.

This batch of seeds particularly depends on the level of cultivation skills.

If the cultivation level isn’t high enough, they might just rot into mush.

A considerable level of cultivation skill is needed to bloom wine vessel flowers.

But there’s also a slim chance of cultivating a super superior plant.

Given the current cultivation level of the disciples...

"Uh...this... I’m not entirely sure either."

...

After eating their fill, the foxes returned to their respective workstations.

At the very outer edge of ten thousand acres of medicine fields, the howling gale was blocked by Purple Earth Dragon emerging from the ground.

In the sheltered spot, a dozen or so foxes working nearby were watching Peach Blossom Eyes’ cultivation process, all widening their eyes, fixated, not daring to make a sound.

In the center of the circle, Peach Blossom Eyes proudly raised its tail, showcasing its skill!

Tilting its eyes, it directly inserted its front paw into the flowerpot, carefully exploring, using the pad on its paw to feel the moisture, stickiness of the soil, gently touching the growth of the roots.

This was experience gained from its long-term planting of fast-growing species.

The texture of the soil relates to the fertilizer and moisture, as well as the absorption by the roots.

If the root absorption is good enough, it indicates promising growth!

After exploring for a long time, it pulled its paw out, furrowing its brow, puffed out its belly, and assuming an expert demeanor, pointing its paw across a row of various fertilizers, finally stopping at the number six fertilizer soup.

"Ying ying ying!"

Under the admiring gazes of its peers, Black Star beamed and immediately fetched the fertilizer soup for it!

...

At the Deer Horn Ginkgo Garden.

On the outer edge of the forest, in a place without the tree shade, a group of foxes similarly formed a circle, equally anxious, eyes wide as they watched Big and Small Eyes’ cultivation!

There, Big and Small Eyes, acting mysteriously, scooped some number twelve fertilizer, brought it near the newly sprouted shoot, as if letting it sniff.

Exactly... letting it sniff!

As it did so, Big and Small Eyes closed its right eye, using only its left eye, staring intently, like a one-eyed dragon.

It used its superior dynamic vision to capture every slight tremor of the sprout.

The joyful tremor and the fearful tremor are different.

If it is a fertilizer that pleases the sprout, it will be joyful.

If it is a fertilizer that scares the sprout, it will be fearful.

Fellow group members Small and Big Eyes and White Eye Circle, held a large banana leaf, sheltering the sprout from the wind, eliminating distractions for Big and Small Eyes.

Other observing siblings also maintained a serious demeanor, forming a fox wall, helping to block the wind.

...

At the foot of Fox Mountain.

The medicine field producing number four herbicide.

A group of Medicine Furnace Tree-men, rows upon rows, sat squat, their bellies rumbling as they were busy producing herbicide.

Deep within the medicine field, amidst the "rumbling" noise, White Earrings sat on the ground, stroking its plump belly, ears drooping, with hesitation written all over its fluffy face.

It looked at the flower pot... the seed hadn’t rotted into mush, but neither had it sprouted, lying quietly, seemingly lifeless.

Then it glanced at the dozen or so barrels of assorted fertilizers nearby.

"Awooo..."

Working here, it knew the value of these fertilizers best.

In one barrel of Fertilizer No. 8, there were a dozen Milo Ginseng roots!

In one barrel of Medicine Mud No. 9, there were two and a half pounds of Snake Grass!

In one barrel of Medicine Broth No. 10, there was even half a Hand Buddha Melon...

It stretched its front claw up to its head, touched its triangular ears, and the wisp of white hair like earrings on its ears... should it really continue?

If it was wrong, misunderstood, wouldn’t all these precious fertilizers go to waste?

Thinking about this, its heart ached faintly, unable to accept it!

"Eeeeee!"

Star Ear hugged its shoulder from the left.

"Awoooo!"

Moon Ear hugged its shoulder from the right.

"Eeee awoooo, eee awooo..."

Star Ear gestured with one claw, meaning, as long as there’s hope, continue it!

"Awooo eeeee, awooo eeee..."

Moon Claw raised its head, in its foxy gibberish, meaning, use all the fertilizers, even if wasted, the three of them would work overtime to produce more!

"Awooo..."

White Earrings looked at Star Ear, at Moon Ear, its eyes turning moist.

Compared to the other siblings, they were inexperienced in cultivation.

But it always felt like if its ears were close enough, it seemed like it could hear the seed’s voice?

Could hear what the seed wanted, or didn’t want.

It was unsure if it’s real or just auditory hallucination.

Working in this herbicide-producing medicine field every day, it had every reason to suspect if it had tinnitus?

Looking at the flower pot, the fertilizers, its brothers, it gritted its teeth, widened its eyes, and perked up its ears!

Regardless if it’s hallucinations or tinnitus, let’s try it first!

...

One day’s time flew by.

As dusk deepened again, the foxes quickly finished their meal, rushing eagerly out of the canteen to the dormitory hall.

"Eeee!"

"Awoooo!"

"Eeee!"

The Wine Vessel Flowers had grown, tonight, the master would hold a tasting event!

In the pitch-black hall, they gathered around the bed, encircling the master sitting in the center, finding spots to sit down.

Arriving early meant getting a better spot, arriving late meant standing on tiptoe on the outer circle.

In no time, circles upon circles of dense, fox heads gathered around.

At the innermost circle, Bai Mo looked at the Wine Vessel Flowers cultivated by White Claw and Big Head, with a face full of smiles.

"Not bad, they actually grew out?"

The flower pot was placed by the window, already lush with branches and leaves, topped with dozens of oddly-shaped flowers!

At the very center, a large green flower, wider at the bottom and narrower at the top, unexpectedly had inscriptions on the surface, appearing not like a plant or a flower, but more like an irregular bronze artifact.

In fact, it was modeled after the Ancient Immortal Dynasty’s wine vessel, a Wine Vat.

And the dozen or so smaller flowers complementing the large flower, also in bronze color, resembled irregular wine cups.

No mistake, they were modeled after the Ancient Immortal Dynasty’s drinking vessel, a Wine Horn.

The four foxes around it were very excited.

"Eeee!"

"Awoooo!"

Gesturing, in foxy language, asking the master.

Meaning... the master previously said, the cultivated Wine Vessel Flowers would show different outcomes based on the cultivation level. Was theirs the smallest?

Bai Mo fiddled with the "Wine Vat" on the flower stem and the small "Wine Horns" later, touched White Claw’s head, slightly torn.

This... was actually the smallest!

But to protect the disciples’ confidence, he used a bit of linguistic art.

"No... this isn’t a small cup, this is a medium cup!"

The siblings around immediately raised their claws, jumping in cheer, the sound waves spreading in the entire dormitory hall!

White Claw, Big Head, Peony Fox, and Chongchong Fox, the four foxes, happily jumped in celebration!

"Eeee!"

"Awooo!"

"Eeee!"

Their cultivation level wasn’t high, the cultivation of Wine Vessel Flowers relied on luck and care, unexpectedly not only succeeded but also cultivated a medium cup!

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