In truth, Lu Yang hadn't just been guessing. Rather, the Immortal Fairy had told him that calculating by its age, this immortal grass had been planted back in the ancient era. Its owner was likely that Holy Son who had tyrannized innocent men and women, only to be given a sound thrashing by the Immortal Fairy.
That Holy Son had also possessed the Feathering Immortal Physique. Seeing he was no match for the Immortal Fairy, he had borrowed power from the future, boosting his cultivation realm up to the Void Refining stage.
And then he had been beaten even more miserably.
"My guess is he planted it here during the ancient era, and after I gave him a few beatings, his brain went fuzzy and he forgot where he'd planted it," the Immortal Fairy analyzed with utter confidence, and it actually sounded somewhat plausible.
Lu Yang thought this Kunlun Holy Son truly had terrible luck.
Having grown from the ancient era down to the present day, it went without saying that the grass had gained sentience.
Spiritual plants that attained sentience were inherently inclined toward freedom. Trapped in the soil all their lives without being able to budge, once they finally gained the ability to run, naturally they wanted to dash about wherever they pleased.
Under normal circumstances, the Feathering Immortal Grass traveled all across Fangshan Island by way of the spiritual vein—otherwise, tales of an extraordinary treasure within the vein wouldn't have arisen on Fangshan Island in the first place.
This time, sensing a resonance with Tao Yaoye, its tracks were discovered by Lu Yang and his companions. Knowing it was bound to be taken away, it played dead during the day to lower Lu Yang and the others' guard, planning to make its escape at night.
Pity its plan hadn't worked.
"Who was the one that planted you originally?" Meng Jingzhou asked out of curiosity.
"Human, watch your tone!" The Feathering Immortal Grass looked down upon these short-lived mortals of the human race—though in its eyes, the demon race were short-lived creatures just the same.
A ball of pure Yang flame flared to life in Meng Jingzhou's palm, his voice chilled with menace. "How about we roast and eat it?"
His barbecue skills hadn't gone rusty yet, not to mention that all three founders of the Try Again Barbecue Shop were present right here.
Man Gu tactfully fished out the Man family's eighteenth-generation ancestral seasoning. If luck was on his side, he might even be able to get possessed by the first-generation Old Ancestor of the Barbarian Barbecue Clan.
Feeling the scorching flame, the Feathering Immortal Grass fluttered its leaves, trying to fan out the fire in Meng Jingzhou's palm, and offered a fawning laugh: "Just a joke! Why can't you take a joke?"
"You really can't blame me for not telling you—I genuinely don't know who planted me."
"Back when I was planted, I wasn't even a Little Medicine King yet."
Lu Yang nodded. That was true enough. If the Feathering Immortal Grass had already been a Little Medicine King back in the ancient era, the Kunlun Holy Son would have carried it around in a flowerpot wherever he went, even if he had to haul it on his shoulders every day.
"Fairy, could the Kunlun Holy Son still be alive? Should we return it to its original owner?" Even amidst the treacherous hearts of the East Sea, Lu Yang's conscience had not yet completely vanished.
The Immortal Fairy waved her hand dismissively. "No need. He's already dead. According to ancient rules, this immortal grass should belong to this fairy. But I have no use for such a thing, so I'll just give it to you little rascals."
Lu Yang's heart skipped a beat. He hadn't expected the ancient struggle of the Golden Age to be so brutal; even someone as formidable as a Feathering Immortal Physique had perished at the Immortal Fairy's hands. And judging by her tone, that Kunlun Holy Son wasn't even considered a strong foe.
"That was back when this fairy was still a half-immortal. The Kunlun Holy Son... oh, he was already the Holy Lord by then. The Kunlun Holy Lord insisted on fighting this fairy. Just like before, when he couldn't beat me, he used his Feathering Immortal Physique again to borrow power from his future self."
"And then you beat him to death?"
"Nothing of the sort. He borrowed power from his future self and borrowed himself to death."
Lu Yang listened in utter bewilderment, completely failing to grasp what that meant.
Seeing how dense Lu Yang was, the Immortal Fairy patiently explained, "His future self was already dead. When he borrowed power from his future self, he borrowed the state of death right along with it, which caused his present self to die as well."
"See? Doesn't that complete the loop?"
Lu Yang: "..."
*Wait a second, why is my head even more of a mess now?*
*Fairy, did you have a single normal opponent?*
Chapter 807