Chapter 4 The magical space spiritual spring water

After successfully bringing down the wild boar, An Wan'er was elated, almost overwhelmed with excitement over her string of good luck.

It felt like a reversal of fate. After being cannon fodder and enduring misfortune, she was now blessed with a spiritual spring and perhaps even the good fortune of koi?

Puzzled by this twist of fate, An Wan'er decided to set aside her questions, knowing some answers were beyond her reach.

She and the excited black tiger circled the large wild boar, only to realize they couldn't move it by themselves, let alone take it home.

An idea struck her. She pulled out her handkerchief, found a sturdy branch, and used the wild boar's blood to write a message.

Grateful that her original self had known how to read and write, An Wan'er also appreciated her grandfather's teachings in traditional Chinese medicine. This knowledge came in handy now.

Once she finished writing, she dried the blood on the handkerchief and handed it to the black tiger. With a gentle pat on its head, she said, "Stay here and guard the boar. Go back and ask my father to send someone to help us bring it down the mountain. We can't manage it on our own."

The wild boar was massive. Although An Wan'er could use her space to transport it, she hesitated. She had limited capacity and felt it was unwise to reveal her secret.

The existence of the spiritual spring was something she would keep to herself. Even if she trusted her parents implicitly, she worried the burden of such a secret would weigh them down. Thus, she resolved never to disclose her special space to anyone.

"Woom!"

Heihu responded with a bark, tail wagging in excitement as it took the handkerchief and dashed off.

Once the black tiger was gone, An Wan'er took a moment to pray for her parents' well-being, hoping they wouldn't be too worried about the bloodied handkerchief. Then, she turned her focus back to her space.

As An Wan'er's consciousness slipped into the space, her eyes widened in shock.

What did she see?

In the space, the two broken ginseng roots she had planted earlier had actually arched out of the soil, growing back into a single piece. The exposed part revealed ginseng that looked to be five to six hundred years old!

Curious, An Wan'er focused her mind, and to her amazement, the ginseng appeared before her intact with just a thought.

Upon closer inspection, she was even more astonished. The roots, which had originally been just two fragments, now resembled a ginseng plant aged five or six hundred years. The whole ginseng, previously around three hundred years old, was now even more impressive, sprawling out like a treasure that could weigh at least a thousand taels. The roots were nearly as tall as an adult man!

An Wan'er was speechless.

Seven liang of ginseng is valuable, and eight liang is a treasure. Now she had three more treasures! Would she even be able to drink her ginseng chicken soup?

Realistically, she couldn’t take all three; she decided to only extract one smaller ginseng to avoid alarming her parents. However, she worried that even this small one might end up being treasured as a family heirloom.

After some thought, An Wan'er carefully folded two smaller roots from one of the larger ginseng, buried them back in the soil, and irrigated them with varying amounts of spiritual spring water. This way, she could avoid the risk of her ginseng chicken soup becoming too extravagant.

She chuckled to herself, marveling at how effective her spiritual spring water was on the plants. She wondered what might happen if a human or an animal drank it—would it cure all ailments and prolong life?

Her gaze shifted to the big wild boar nearby, whose head was nearly blooming from her earlier efforts. Then she looked at the two pheasants, still breathing but listless.

Finding a leaf, An Wan'er used her mind to draw out some spiritual spring water to feed the two pheasants.

The two pheasants remained wilted, showing no signs of improvement even after drinking the spiritual spring water. It seemed that the water had no effect on animals, and fortunately, there were no side effects.

An Wan'er decided to keep them for now, planning to enjoy pig slaughtering vegetables that night and ginseng chicken soup the next day. She also contemplated testing the water on herself to see if it offered any benefits to humans.

After adjusting the pheasants' positions so they could eat from the grassy ground, An Wan'er noticed some wild ginger growing nearby. She picked up a stone and planted it in the rich black soil of her space, burying it shallowly. This time, she was careful to water it with only two small drops of spiritual spring water.

Her patience paid off as she observed the wild ginger grow visibly before her eyes. With just those two drops, it quickly expanded into a patch.

Satisfied, she turned her attention to the two ginseng roots she had replanted earlier. She found that their growth had also ceased. One had matured to about a hundred years, while the other reached around thirty years.

Feeling pleased with her achievements, An Wan'er withdrew her consciousness from space. Once back, she looked around to ensure no one was watching. She drew a drop of spiritual spring water onto a vine and watched it grow wildly.

With purpose, she began to pull the vines and weave straw curtains. Carefully, she rolled the three ginseng plants into the woven straw, tied them up, and set them aside. An Wan'er continued to weave a basket, relying on the skills inherited from her original body. Though she started off clumsily, she gradually improved.

An Wan'er wove a small basket, carefully placing the two older ginseng roots inside and topping them with black fungus. She then added the thirty-year-old ginseng on top.

Just as she finished, she heard the distant cry of the black tiger.

“Father—”

An Wan'er quickly set down the half-finished basket and stood up. Sure enough, she spotted her father, An Shengchang, along with Weng Butcher and his three sons, armed with ropes and long sticks.

“Wan'er, what are you doing here? You got lost in the mountains yesterday, and now you’re back again?”

*(End of this chapter)*

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