The thin morning mist lingered, dew on the leaves about to drop, dragonflies skimming the water's surface, the Guardian Valley Spiritual Toad resting at the pond's bottom, taking a day off.
The valley entrance was bustling, all Spiritual Cultivators from various valleys, having heard of Huaxi Valley's events, came specially to investigate today.
Everyone who entered the valley was amazed.
Puppets sowed seeds and watered the fields, Spiritual Bees pollinated and harvested honey, Spiritual Ants took care of pests in the fields, and the ripe melons, fruits, and Spiritual Vegetables were all harvested and transported by puppets, overturning common perceptions.
"Xiaowu, Xiaowu, we were wrong before, isn't that enough? I'll offer my sincere apologies, bow and kowtow to you; just put in a good word for us and let us into Huaxi Valley, okay?"
"Xiaowu, I'm begging you, take these Spirit Stones and help us out."
