"Five Grains Harvest!"
"Perfect weather for crops!"
Li Jing gently shook the Ruyi in his hand, and a life-filled light spread out.
Nourished by this green light, the Gourd Vine grew visibly thicker, its already plump leaves turning even darker.
"Comfortable!"
"Comfortable!"
"Comfortable!"
...
The seven little gourds swelled as if inflated and joyously shook, squeaking and squawking an annoyingly catchy nursery rhyme, out-of-tune as though it were a cacophony haunting the ears.
Seeing them in good condition, Li Jing slowly withdrew his spell and took the opportunity to leave, leaving the Centipede and Spider Demons crying without tears as they endured the torturous music from the gourds.
Squeak-squawk!
Squeak-squawk!
...
"Master, you've returned!"
Upon Li Jing's return, the inhabitants of the Water Mansion hurried forward to greet him.
"In the days of my absence, has anything happened at the Canal?"
