Chapter 12 Heading to the Spirit Beast Garden, the Azure Bull Python is Terrified!
"My sausages can restore soul power..."
"But their rice can improve physical health, heal hidden injuries, and be eaten as a meal. Besides, it's just coarse grain that servants eat... coarse grain..."
"Smack!"
As Oscar pondered this, he finally broke down. He slapped himself hard, threw the sausage on the ground, stomped on it twice, and began to wail loudly.
"Waaaaah, I don't want to live anymore!"
"My prized food-related talent is nothing more than pig swill in their eyes!"
"I can't believe I was even thinking of sending them sausages, sob sob..."
At this moment, not only Oscar, but the faith of all food-type Soul Masters in the entire Douluo Continent collapsed.
Not only that, but he was also pressed to the ground and stomped on twice.
That's just the lowest grade of spirit grains planted in the outer spirit fields. What about the highest grade?
Or perhaps it's the spirit grain planted at the very innermost part?
Wouldn't that mean you could become a god instantly after just one bite?
The people of Douluo Continent swallowed hard, their eyes bloodshot as they stared at the low-grade spirit grain on the light screen, not daring to think any further.
Meanwhile, at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
As the most domineering and unruly little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Ning Rongrong looked at that grain of rice with longing in her beautiful eyes:
"If I could eat that kind of rice every day, my skin would definitely be better, right? Maybe my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda could even evolve into a Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda..."
"Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone, Rongrong wants some too!"
...
On the other side, in Wuhun City, at the Papal Palace.
Bibi Dong, who had maintained a dignified sitting posture, suddenly stood up, her magnificent papal robes fluttering even without wind.
She stared intently at the bag of provisions for servants in the light screen, her eyes filled with longing, and even the fingers holding the scepter were turning white!
"Vitality, what pure vitality it was!"
"If I could obtain this kind of rice, not just a bag, I would be able to completely suppress the Rakshasa resentment within me, and even rebuild my foundation, break free from the shackles of the divine test, and prove my divine status!"
Thinking of all this, Bibi Dong began to breathe rapidly, her chest heaving violently. She wished she could lead all the Title Douluos of the Spirit Hall into that world and prove her godhood!
Even the Spirit Hall's accumulated resources over thousands of years paled in comparison to that single grain of rice!
Moreover, this is only the lowest grade of spirit rice from the outermost layer.
"Damn it, why wasn't I the one who went to that world?!"
"Even if it meant being a menial servant, I'd be willing!"
...
Meanwhile, in Holy Soul Village, in a dilapidated blacksmith shop.
Tang Hao, who was drunk all day long and had a scraggly beard, was looking at the sky with bleary eyes.
When he saw Zhu Zhuqing bite into that grain of rice and felt the burst of vitality it exuded.
Clang!
The cheap beer jar in Tang Hao's hand also fell to the ground instantly and shattered into pieces.
In an instant, Tang Hao's cloudy eyes suddenly burst forth with an unprecedented brilliance, and he seemed to have a final burst of energy before death, rushing out of the blacksmith's shop.
Then, he knelt on the ground, his hands trembling as he reached out and tried to grab the light screen in the air.
"Ah Yin…"
This once-powerful Haotian Douluo was now crying like a helpless child:
"That kind of rice that contains the essence of heaven and earth."
"Even just one grain, no! Even just a bowl of rice porridge!"
"My Ah Yin might even be able to transform back into human form, without having to wait that long 100,000 years!"
Why?
Why was that little girl from the Star Luo Empire chosen, and not Tang Hao?
At this moment, an ordinary grain of spirit rice from the Perfect World became a supreme god that countless powerful figures across the Douluo Continent could only dream of but never reach!
Meanwhile, the live broadcast continued in the sky.
After Zhu Zhuqing finished eating that mouthful of rice in front of everyone on the entire Douluo Continent, she felt as if she was filled with inexhaustible energy.
"Now that we're full, let's get to work."
At this moment, the old woman's voice came again, but it sounded somewhat stern:
"Besides washing your sword, as a candidate, you will also be responsible for taking care of a cub in the Spirit Beast Garden."
"Remember, that cub has a bad temper and its bloodline is extremely noble, so you must take good care of it."
"If you become thin from hunger, you will be held responsible."
Upon hearing that they would be taking care of the spirit beasts, the viewers of Douluo Continent tensed up once again.
Especially deep within the Starry Sky Forest.
In the Lake of Life, two creatures lay on the shore, gazing expectantly at the enormous light curtain in the sky!
One of them was Erming, a Titan ape as majestic as a mountain.
On the other side was the Azure Bull Python, Da Ming, with a bull's head and a snake's body, and a length of 100 meters.
As 100,000-year-old soul beasts and overlords of the Star Dou Great Forest, they have a natural interest in the beasts of that world.
"Da Ming, what kind of spirit beasts would there be in that world?" Er Ming scratched his head and asked in a deep, booming voice.
Upon hearing this, a hint of solemnity flashed in the enormous bull-like eyes of the Azure Bull Python Daming, and after a long while, he responded:
"The ant and the butterfly were beyond our comprehension."
"These are cubs specially raised in the Spirit Beast Garden, so I'm afraid... their bloodline will be even more terrifying."
As soon as Da Ming finished speaking, Zhu Zhuqing on the light screen followed the nanny to a beautiful garden.
As soon as you step into the garden, a thick, impenetrable white mist immediately hits you.
After taking a deep breath, Zhu Zhuqing felt as if her soul power had been ignited, boiling wildly, and there were faint signs of another breakthrough.
"The air here..." Zhu Zhuqing looked around in shock.
In contrast, the old woman beside her replied calmly, "Don't make a fuss. This is innate spiritual mist, which the Immortal Lord captured from the Nine Heavens. He said it is beneficial to the growth of spirit beasts."
Let's go.
As Zhu Zhuqing's perspective deepened, she walked along a path paved with dragon blood stone. The path was not empty; instead, various strange flowers and plants grew on both sides.
It was this one glance that drove Tang San and Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan, who were already deeply affected, to complete madness on the other side of the sky!
"That is..."
On the Shrek Academy playground, Tang San's originally empty eyes suddenly bulged when he saw a small purple grass swaying in the wind by the roadside!
The plant was entirely purple, with nine leaves, each leaf holding a dewdrop, and within each dewdrop, it seemed as if stars were spinning.
"A ninth-grade purple fungus?! No! This aura is ten thousand times stronger and purer than a ninth-grade purple fungus!"
"Could it be the legendary divine herb: Nine Heavens Starry Night Mushroom?!"
Tang San swallowed hard, his whole body trembling.
The herbal section of the Xuan Tian Bao Lu flipped through his mind frantically, but none of the records could match the description of this herb!
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