Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter

Chapter 602: Chapter 601: Having a Blast at Immortal Island_1
 

Lin Qingluo’s eyes twitched, and she quickly supported him for fear of him falling.

“Brother Lan is too tired.”

Lin Yixuan waved his hand in front of Mo Canglan’s eyes, seeing no response, he shrugged helplessly.

“Brother Lan, wake up.”

Lin Qingluo was both amused and annoyed, shaking Mo Canglan vigorously.

“Spirit Peaches, delicious.”

Mo Canglan smacked his lips a few times, mumbling in his sleep.

“Pfft.”

Li Yixuan couldn’t help it and nearly sprayed peach juice out of his mouth.

“Ah well, let him sleep next to the herb garden.”

Lin Qingluo helplessly smiled and took out a thin blanket from her Storage Ring, spreading it beside the herb garden and helped him lie down.

“Hoo Hoo.”

Mo Canglan was unaware, stretching out his legs comfortably, and slept sweetly.

“Let him have a good sleep. We will leave early tomorrow morning. We must hurry back without stopping; we need energy.”

Lin Qingluo smiled and turned towards the direction of the Spiritual Spring.

“Sister, won’t we take a boat on our return trip?”

Lin Yixuan nibbled on a Spirit Peach, following his sister with light footsteps.

Lin Qingluo’s smile was warm: “The river flows in the opposite direction on the way back, making the boat slow. It’s faster to ride horses.”

“Going back to the canyon?”

Lin Yixuan’s big eyes shone brightly, full of anticipation.

“Mhm.”

Lin Qingluo nodded with a smile: “We will stay in the canyon for two days and then hand over the treasures we found to Lady Feng.”

“Great, we can play outside for a few more days.”

Lin Yixuan shouted and jumped with joy, running and laughing around his sister happily.

“Giggle.”

Lin Qingluo looked at him indulgently, her smile curving her eyebrows.

*

Feng Yi, Wang Meng, Shitou, and the three little brothers went wild playing on Immortal Island. They hunted a deer at noon, had lunch and disappeared again.

Lin Qingluo didn’t restrain them and let them play freely.

Lin Jinyun and Lin Jinlong stayed by the Spiritual Spring, accompanying their little sister.

The two brothers deliberately tried to make their sister happy, teasing and joking, telling every embarrassing story of their brothers in the Lin Clan from childhood till now.

Lin Qingluo found it interesting and laughed heartily.

Time passed in an afternoon full of laughter and joy.

Just before sunset, Wang Meng’s trio finally had enough fun, carrying an Antelope back with them, looking delighted.

Dinner was roast lamb, sea cucumber and abalone soup, and fruit dessert of Spirit Peaches.

The group of young men indulged in the delicious food, highly satisfied.

Shitou was even more gluttonous, holding Spirit Peaches, eating one after another.

As night fell, another day of unrestrained play came to an end. The youngsters had enough laughter and went to bed.

Lin Qingluo watched Lin Yixuan enter dreamland and slowly walked to the herb garden. She used her Great Divine Power to transfer the entire herb garden to her Blessed Land, planting them beside the stream at the valley bottom.

“Master, do you want to take the Spiritual Spring on Immortal Island too?”

Little Kingfisher had driven in a lot of birds, listening to their pleasant singing, feeling very happy.

“No.”

Lin Qingluo smiled, shaking her head: “The Spiritual Spring is related to the concentration of spiritual energy on the Immortal Island, let’s leave it there.”

“Alright.”

Little Kingfisher didn’t have any objections: “After all, with the mark on Immortal Island, we can come back whenever we want.”

“Before we leave tomorrow, let’s scatter some Medicinal Plant seeds and Spirit Rice seeds, set up a defensive barrier. Immortal Island’s spiritual energy is rich, and it won’t take long for them to sprout.”

Lin Qingluo looked at the thriving Spirit Rice by the stream, her eyes lit up, and she couldn’t help but be overjoyed.

“That’s easy.”

Little Kingfisher playfully smirked: “Mo Canglan has Wood Attribute Spirit Roots, which are perfect for farming. Leave it to him.”

“It’s late; let’s go to sleep. We have to get up early tomorrow morning.”

Lin Qingluo yawned, covering her mouth. In a flash, she left the Blessed Land.