As things were slowly winding down, the deal between Yang Qing and the figure who auctioned the Resting Root Spirit Oak tree came to a close when he received the three spiritual plants he had promised to add. And they indeed had monarch-grade potential, if not more, by Yang Qing's estimates. Sadly for Yang Qing, they were not exactly edible. He had held faint hopes that maybe among the three, he would find one that produced something tasty or at least contributed in some way, shape, or form to his culinary delights, whether it be food or drink, but alas, he had no such luck.
