Chapter 80: Dream Delivery of Gifts

“Flower Fairy of the Immortal Realm” asked Lan Mo, “Little Pitiful, where did you get these Heavenly Silkworms?”

“I got them from upgrading the Space Farm, by digging up the soil! What, did you think I stole them from you Immortals?”

“Flower Fairy of the Immortal Realm” couldn’t understand what the Heavenly Dao was up to—giving a mortal a space was one thing, but even sending them Heavenly Silkworms?

Could this Little Pitiful be the Heavenly Dao’s own daughter? These Heavenly Silkworms, which were rare even for them, were casually given away by the Heavenly Dao.

No matter who she was, as a Child of Fortune, she had to befriend her properly.

“I won’t call you Little Pitiful anymore. From now on, I’ll call you Younger Sister! Thank you for sending me the Heavenly Silkworms. Have you drunk that Hundred Flowers Immortal Dew yet? How did it feel? How about I give you two more bottles?”

A bottle of Hundred Flowers Immortal Dew weighed at most half a pound. She had given one bottle to “Little Useless in the Cultivation World” and only had one left for herself.

Who would have thought this Flower Fairy would be just as adorable as that Little Useless? A few Heavenly Silkworms had won their hearts.

Her bait had worked perfectly—two bottles of Hundred Flowers Immortal Dew were now within her grasp.

“Thank you, Flower Fairy, Big Sister!”

“By the way, Younger Sister, you’re raising Heavenly Silkworms, right? Then you must still have some Rainbow Mulberry Tree Seeds, right? Can you exchange some with me?”

Once she raised the Heavenly Silkworms too, she could use their silk to weave herself a seven-colored gown.

“I don’t have many left. I’ll exchange half a pound of seeds with you. That should be enough for Big Sister to grow a whole grove of Seven-colored Mulberry Trees.”

In the spaces of Immortals, trees would remain forever unless they themselves uprooted them.

Unlike her space, where apple trees could only be harvested twice before being cleared away by the space.

Perhaps the Mortal World had its own rules.

“Alright, thank you! You know I love growing flowers, so I’ll send you some fresh flowers from our Immortal Realm. Don’t worry about not being able to grow them—I’ll send them along with Immortal Soil.”

This “Little Pitiful in the Sixties” was clearly a Child of Fortune. Being on good terms with her would benefit her, and who knows, she might even receive unexpected treasures from her someday.

“Flower Fairy, Big Sister, what are the uses of these Immortal Flowers?”

“Aside from being beautiful, some Immortal Flowers can be brewed into Immortal Dew, others can be made into beauty pills, and those with exotic fragrances can have their essences extracted to make perfumed balms.

Some can even be used as medicine, like that hundred-year-old peony I sent you last time. Its medicinal value is incomparable to the peonies grown in your Mortal World.”

Lan Mo didn’t know exactly what Immortal Flowers she would send her, but whatever they were, she would take them.

“Thank you, Flower Fairy, Big Sister. Next time I have something good, I’ll definitely share it with you.”

Hearing Lan Mo say this, “Flower Fairy of the Immortal Realm” paused for a moment and decided to prepare even more varieties of Immortal Flowers for Lan Mo. She added a generous amount of Immortal Soil and even sent her many Immortal Flower seeds and a manual on cultivating Immortal Flowers.

Of course, she also sent the two bottles of Hundred Flowers Immortal Dew she had promised earlier.

Looking at the Gift Box filled with gifts, Lan Mo beamed with joy—she had latched onto another big golden opportunity!

She first stored away the Immortal Flower seeds, the flower cultivation manual, and the two bottles of Hundred Flowers Immortal Dew.

Then, she poured all the Immortal Soil into the backyard and carefully planted each of the unknown Immortal Flowers, transplanting the hundred-year-old peony there as well.

Gazing at the vibrant and breathtakingly beautiful back garden, Lan Mo was in high spirits, even setting aside her practice with the Flying Needles.

She quickly bathed and lay back in bed, then tore off another piece of Dream Return Millennium and happily consumed it, ready to return home to see her parents.

Drawing from her previous Experience, this time when she heard sounds outside the house, she didn’t curiously step out to investigate. Instead, she closed her eyes and began meditating on her parents.

Soon, her soul was enveloped in a white light, and the glowing sphere carried her directly into the dream of Wang Qiong in the later world.

This time, Wang Qiong was dreaming of having a meal at home. A round table was set with three or four dishes and three sets of bowls and chopsticks.

Wang Qiong sighed heavily at the table. Lan Mo quietly walked over, pulled out a chair, and sat down.

Upon seeing Lan Mo, Wang Min hurriedly stood up and embraced her tightly. “Mo Mo, you’re back again?”

Lan Mo smiled. “Mom, I’m back again!”

“Mo Mo, am I dreaming again?”

“Yes, Mom, you’re dreaming. I’ve entered your dream to see you. After I was crushed to death, my soul flew to another time and space, and I even obtained a great opportunity. I’m still alive and well, so you don’t need to worry about me.”

Wang Qiong asked, “Daughter, what kind of opportunity?”

“I can’t say. I might not be able to come see you again in the future, so you must live well! Whether you adopt an orphan from an orphanage or use artificial insemination to have another child, I have no objections. You must live happily.

Mom, to help you live a better life, I’ve left some good things for you in the living room. When you wake up, go to the living room and take a look! Time is running out, and I still need to say goodbye to Dad.”

After saying this, Lan Mo flew out of Wang Qiong’s dream and walked to the living room. She tried to retrieve items from her space, and to her surprise, it actually worked.

She quickly took out three century-old ginseng roots and one two-hundred-year-old ginseng root from her space, all neatly arranged in jade boxes on the coffee table.

She also casually placed ten twenty-year-old small ginseng roots to the side.

Next, she retrieved about a pound of gold leaves from the Treasure Chest given to her by the “Little Useless in the Cultivation World,” along with a fist-sized blue sapphire. She packed them into a pretty little Gift Box, afraid that giving too much might make it impossible for them to keep it safe.

She took out one bottle each of Foundation Establishment Pill, Hundred Flowers Honey Dew Pill, and detoxification pills, along with two boxes of Hemostatic Powder. She also retrieved dozens of pounds of various fruits she had secretly taken from her friends. Soon, the floor of their living room was piled high like a small mountain of fruit.

Finally, she placed a letter she had written in advance on the coffee table.

In the letter, aside from words of longing, everything else was an introduction to these items.

She clearly explained which things were for them to consume themselves and which could be exchanged for money, leaving no detail unaddressed.

She didn’t include a single word that shouldn’t be said in the letter, fearing that revealing too much might lead to her being erased by the Heavenly Dao. With her space, she wanted to live on for generations to come.

After arranging all these things, Lan Mo took one last reluctant look at her home. Seeing that time was running out, she quickly slipped into Lan Hongyu’s dream.

This time, Lan Hongyu wasn’t guarding Lan Mo’s tombstone but had gone to the hospital where Lan Mo used to work.

He stood at the entrance of the hospital, craning his neck and watching the passersby coming and going.

Lan Mo quickly walked over and gently patted his back. “Dad!”

Lan Hongyu saw Lan Mo again, clearly knowing he was dreaming now.

After chatting for a few sentences, Lan Mo bid him farewell: “Dad, wake up quickly and go check the living room! I left a lot of things for you and Mom. When you see those things, don’t panic, and don’t tell anyone.

Dad, you and Mom take those things and live well! I have to go now, don’t keep thinking about me anymore! For your own good, I might not appear in your dreams again. Goodbye, Dad!”

As soon as she finished speaking, the light sphere flashed quickly and disappeared.

Seeing Lan Mo suddenly vanish, Lan Hongyu waved his hands and called out urgently, “Mo Mo, Mo Mo, don’t go!”

Wang Qiong was also lying on the bed with her eyes closed, crying sadly. The couple suddenly woke up at the same time and sat up in a hurry.

“Husband, did you also dream about Mo Mo just now?”

“Yes, wife, you dreamed about her too? Could it be she came back to see us again? Mo Mo said she left a lot of things for us in the living room. Should we go take a look now?”

The two climbed out of bed and, half-believing and half-doubting, opened the bedroom door and walked toward the living room.

What was going on?

Where did the mountain of fruits piled on the floor of their house come from, and what were those things on the coffee table?

They rubbed their eyes hard, hardly daring to believe what they were seeing!

They wordlessly pinched each other hard, “Ah…! Ouch, ouch, ouch!”

So it wasn’t an illusion after all!

“Husband, our door was locked properly, right? No one could have secretly entered our house, right?”

“Yes, the door was tightly locked. If a thief had come in, we would have woken up long ago. It’s only ten o’clock now.”

“Husband, Mo Mo really came to see us! It seems just as she said—she didn’t die and instead gained some great opportunity, living well in another world.”

“Yes, for her sake, we must also live well.”

The couple walked over. Instead of looking at the Gift Boxes on the coffee table, they first opened the letter Lan Mo had written. As they read, they hugged each other and cried—this was their daughter’s handwriting!

“Wife, don’t cry. Only if we live well will Mo Mo feel at ease. Mo Mo said she left us ginseng and other treasures. Let’s take a look first!”

“Husband, you must never tell anyone about this, or else people might think we’re crazy and have us taken away!”

“Right, we won’t tell anyone! The things Mo Mo left for us must not be known by outsiders.”

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