Chapter 49: Moyue and the Aphrodisiac Pineapple

At this moment, within the Fengyan Tribe, the elders questioned Feng Xiao in front of all the clansmen, "Patriarch, how could you let them take the Divine Phoenix away?"

Feng Xiao was extremely furious at their questioning. Did they still regard him as the patriarch? "Why let them leave? You ask why let them leave? If you wanted to keep the Divine Phoenix, you shouldn't have provoked him! The dignity of a divine beast cannot be violated! The beasts who went to Luyu to gather information should know about their trip to the magma veins for the lava, right? Feng Chi, which is the Divine Phoenix, was tempered through eighty-one days of magma. Do you even dare to test his flames?"

Feng Xiao caught his breath and continued, "That fire he released just now—if I hadn't dodged quickly, not even my bones would be left. And you still wanted to use force to make them stay? That is sheer wishful thinking! Would you only be satisfied if casualties occurred and we became mortal enemies? That child is not even half a year old, yet you wanted to separate him from his mother. Do you think that was possible? Alright, this matter ends here!"

With that, Feng Xiao ignored them, transformed, and flew back to his small hut. He truly had no affinity with this grandson; they had parted ways after just a single meeting. Yet, deep in his heart, there remained an indescribable pride—this was his own bloodline! There was also a sense of relief regarding Feng Yu; he finally had a descendant too. However, that female had a rather fierce temper; would his son be bullied by her?

Although they had only exchanged a few hurried glances, his grandson's tiny features were deeply etched into the bottom of his heart, overlapping with the image of Feng Yu when he was a child. The father and son looked truly alike! It was only a pity he hadn't seen Feng Chi in his transformed state. He had heard Feng Yu describe his beast form through bloodline resonance, and even his father had praised it endlessly. He wondered if there would still be a chance to see it.

Qi Yue's family of three traveled at a leisurely pace, stopping and going without any rush. As long as they returned before the snow season, it would be fine. Both father and son were Fire Phoenixes, so as long as there were no blizzards, everything would be fine. Actually, if it were just the two of them, a blizzard wouldn't matter, but with a female along, it was better not to take risks.

After Feng Chi emerged from the magma, his spatial dimension had expanded more than tenfold. Originally it was around fifty square meters, and now it was well over five hundred square meters. Of course, Feng Chi had only told his mother about this. Qi Yue told him to only tell outsiders that it was about half the size of his father's space. Keeping it a secret from his father brought Feng Chi no psychological pressure at all. He did this to leave a final line of defense for his mother. He did not know why, but his intuition told him he should do so.

Qi Yue discovered many interesting fruits. One was a very sour fruit, different from the astringency of unripe green fruits, carrying a taste much closer to vinegar. Qi Yue directly named it vinegar fruit.

Another fruit had an oil content of seventy-five percent, even higher than sesame seeds, which had the highest oil yield in modern times. Inside a hard brown shell was an oil sac wrapping a pocket of oil, with oil seeds floating inside the sac as well. It thoroughly deserved the name oil fruit, saving even the trouble of pressing for oil.

There was also a fruit about the size of two palms, shaped somewhat like a starfruit, and its interior closely resembled those manufactured in childhood using sand through centrifugal force—full of pores and very light. "Non-toxic, edible." When roasted over fire, it would expand, and unexpectedly emit the wheat aroma of bread. It was truly a natural bread, and Qi Yue called it the bread fruit.

Then there was the honey fruit Qi Yue had harvested before. When these honey fruits matured now, the pulp no longer contained moisture; instead, like grains of sand, it was entirely composed of precipitated sugar micro-particles. Seeing this, Qi Yue knew she didn't need to go looking for sugarcane or figure out how to boil syrup.

While picking up fruits that had fallen on the ground, she also discovered a magnified version of wasabi. Hehe, she could finally eat sashimi! This beast world had no industrial pollution, and the animals and plants were so fresh. She had been craving sashimi for a long time; in the spring of the resort valley, there was a kind of flesh-pink fish with extremely tender meat.

Qi Yue also encountered an improved version of her favorite modern red grapes. The taste was similar to red grapes, but instead of growing in clusters, they were individual purple fruits resembling plums. The skin was somewhat thick, but the color was transparent and very easy to peel. She had always hated peeling grape skins because grape skins had an astringent taste she disliked. Qi Yue happily named it the purple crystal fruit.

After understanding the size of Feng Chi's space, Qi Yue collected all the interesting fruits, vegetables, and various items of interest or special uses she encountered. Fruits and vegetables requiring preservation went to Feng Chi, while those that didn't, such as wasabi, oil fruit, vinegar fruit, and honey fruit, went to Feng Yu.

Amidst gathering, hunting, and cooking, the relationship between the two made some progress. From time to time, they would hug and hold hands. Of course, anything more intimate made Qi Yue feel shy, especially since their son was right nearby.

While passing beneath a cliff, the two also discovered a rare, giant ink ganoderma growing within a decayed log. It was a large, bumpy, pitch-black mass, quite unattractive. It was about two meters in diameter and over forty centimeters thick. In modern times, wild reishi mushrooms were already extremely rare, let alone one of such giant proportions.

"What is this? So ugly!" Feng Yu asked with disgust.

"Don't judge it by its looks; this is a sacred medicine for strengthening the constitution and consolidating the foundation, capable of calming the heart and soothing the nerves, clearing toxins and resisting cancer, regulating immunity, and prolonging life. It is on par with the purple ginseng we found last time, just with different medicinal effects. Putting some in our meals has body-strengthening benefits," Qi Yue explained to him enthusiastically.

She also had Feng Yu dig out a large chunk of the wood and the mixture of rotted wood and fallen leaves directly beneath the ink ganoderma—roughly the same size as the fungus itself—and store it inside Feng Chi's space. Qi Yue seemed to recall hearing someone say that reishi mushrooms belonged to the fungus family, seemingly propagating through spores on the cap. However, collecting spores from wild reishi mushrooms battered by wind and rain was very difficult, so perhaps she could try transplanting some mycelium.

Hearing that this item was so beneficial, Feng Yu resolved to make sure Qi Yue consumed a bit of it every day from then on. Although her body hadn't shown any problems over the past half year, who knew if the damage sustained while giving birth to Feng Chi had fully recovered. That very night, Feng Yu pestered Qi Yue to tell him all the different ways they could use the ink ganoderma in their meals.

Days thus slipped by in a blur, and before they knew it, the weather grew increasingly cool. One day, Feng Yu spotted a cloud rabbit and dashed off after it. Feng Chi was accompanying his mother picking pitaya fruit when, just as he stepped away for a brief moment, Feng Chi's startled scream rang out, "Mother, what's wrong with you? Wake up quickly! Father! Father! Hurry back! Mother has fainted."

When Feng Yu flew back, he saw Qi Yue lying on the ground while Xiaoer was calling out to him and shaking his mother. Right beside Qi Yue was a plant of aphrodisiac grass. How on earth had she come into contact with this thing?

Before losing consciousness, Qi Yue was filled with vexation. This plant looked identical to the ornamental pineapple she had seen in modern times, so she had wanted to use her sensory ability to check if it shared the same properties as in her past life. Who would have thought its central red leaves were so sharp? The moment she brushed against it, it sliced a small cut on her finger, and the sensory feedback from her hand instantly transmitted the result: "Strong aphrodisiac plant." Damn it! Why was everything that looked so normal here actually so abnormal? Following that, she lost consciousness.