Chapter 12: Heading to the Spirit Beast Garden, the Sky Azure Bull Python Is Terrified!
"My sausage can restore soul power…"
"But their rice can increase constitution, heal hidden injuries, and even serve as a meal. And that's just the coarse grain eaten by servants… coarse grain…"
"Smack!"
The more he thought about it, the more Oscar's mentality collapsed. Suddenly, he slapped himself hard across the face. Then he threw the sausage in his hand onto the ground and stomped on it several times before bursting into loud sobs.
"Waaah, I can't go on living!"
"The talent I was so proud of isn't even as good as pig feed in their eyes!"
"And I even thought about sending them my sausage… waaah…"
At that moment, it wasn't just Oscar. The faith of every food system soul master across the entire Douluo Continent collapsed.
Not only that, it was ruthlessly trampled underfoot.
That was merely the lowest-grade spirit grain grown in the outermost spiritual fields. What about the highest-grade ones?
Or the spirit grain grown in the innermost fields?
Wouldn't eating a single bite allow someone to ascend to godhood on the spot?
The people of Douluo Continent swallowed hard, their eyes red as they stared at the low-grade spirit grain displayed on the light screen, not daring to think any further.
At the same time, within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect,
As the most spoiled and domineering little princess of the sect, Ning Rongrong stared at that single grain of rice, her beautiful eyes filled with longing.
"If I could eat that kind of rice every day, my skin would definitely become even better, right? Maybe my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda could even evolve into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda."
"Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone, Rongrong wants to eat it too~"
…
Meanwhile, in Spirit City, inside the Pope's Hall.
Bibi Dong, who had been maintaining a dignified sitting posture the entire time, suddenly stood up. Her luxurious papal robes fluttered despite the absence of wind.
She stared intensely at the bag of servant rations displayed on the light screen. Her gaze burned with desire, and even the fingers gripping her staff turned pale.
"Life force. Such pure life force!"
"If I could obtain this kind of rice, I wouldn't need much. Just a single bag would be enough for me to completely suppress the Rakshasa's will within my body. I might even reconstruct my foundation, free myself from the shackles of the divine trial, and prove my own godhood!"
As these thoughts surged through her mind, Bibi Dong's breathing grew rapid, her chest rising and falling violently. She almost wanted to immediately lead all the Titled Douluo of Spirit Hall into that world to seize the opportunity for ascension.
Because even the thousand-year accumulation of Spirit Hall seemed dim and insignificant in front of that single grain of rice.
And this was merely the lowest-grade spirit rice grown in the outermost fields.
"Damn it! Why wasn't I the one sent to that world?!"
"Even if I had to be a servant, I would gladly accept it!"
…
Meanwhile, in Holy Soul Village, inside a dilapidated blacksmith shop.
Tang Hao, who spent his days drowning in alcohol with an unkempt beard, was drunkenly staring at the sky screen.
When he saw Zhu Zhuqing bite into that grain of rice and felt the immense vitality erupting from it—
Clang!
The crude jar of wheat wine in Tang Hao's hand instantly fell to the ground and shattered.
In that instant, the murky haze in Tang Hao's eyes exploded with unprecedented brilliance. His entire person seemed to return to life as he suddenly rushed out of the blacksmith shop.
Then he dropped to his knees and tremblingly stretched his hands toward the light screen in the sky.
"Ah Yin,"
The once mighty Clear Sky Douluo now cried like a helpless child.
"That rice filled with the essence of heaven and earth…"
"As long as I had one grain! No… even just a bowl of rice soup!"
"My Ah Yin might be able to transform again. She wouldn't need to wait for thousands of years!"
Why?
Why was the one chosen that girl from the Star Luo Empire instead of him, Tang Hao?
At that moment, a single ordinary spirit rice grain from another world had become an unattainable supreme treasure in the hearts of countless powerful figures across the Douluo Continent.
And within the sky screen, the broadcast continued.
After Zhu Zhuqing finished eating that single bite of rice in front of the entire Douluo Continent, she felt her body filled with inexhaustible strength.
"Since you're full, then it's time to work."
At that moment, the nanny's voice sounded again, this time somewhat stern.
"Besides washing swords, as a candidate, you are also responsible for taking care of a young spirit beast in the Spirit Beast Garden."
"Remember, that cub has a rather bad temper, and its bloodline is extremely noble. You must serve it carefully."
"If it becomes thin from hunger, you will be held responsible."
Hearing that she had to take care of a spirit beast, the audience of the Douluo Continent immediately grew nervous again.
Especially deep within the Star Dou Great Forest.
At the Lake of Life, two enormous creatures lying beside the lake and watching the light screen in the sky lifted their heads with great anticipation.
One was the mountain-like Titan Giant Ape, Er Ming.
The other was the hundred-meter-long Sky Azure Bull Python with a bull's head and a serpent's body, Da Ming.
As hundred-thousand-year soul beasts and overlords of the Star Dou Great Forest, they had a natural interest in the beasts of that other world.
"Da Ming, what kind of spirit beast do you think exists in that world?" Er Ming scratched his head and asked in a deep rumbling voice.
Hearing this, the enormous bull eyes of the Sky Azure Bull Python Da Ming flashed with seriousness. After a long moment, he finally replied.
"The ant from earlier and that butterfly already exceeded our understanding."
"This time it's a cub specially raised in the Spirit Beast Garden. Its bloodline will probably be even more terrifying."
As soon as Da Ming finished speaking, Zhu Zhuqing, in the light screen, followed the nanny into a beautiful garden.
The moment she stepped inside, a dense white mist surged toward her.
After taking a deep breath, Zhu Zhuqing felt as if the soul power inside her body had been ignited. It began boiling violently, faintly showing signs of breaking through again.
"The air here…" Zhu Zhuqing looked around in shock.
Meanwhile, the nanny beside her answered calmly.
"Don't make such a fuss. This is Innate Spiritual Mist. The Immortal Lord captured it from the Nine Heavens, saying it benefits the growth of spirit beasts."
"Let's go."
As the perspective moved deeper into the garden, Zhu Zhuqing walked along a path paved with Dragon Blood Stone.
On both sides of the path, instead of emptiness, all kinds of strange flowers and plants grew.
With just a single glance, Tang San and Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan, who had already suffered heavy psychological blows, completely lost their minds.
"That is…"
On the Shrek Academy training field, Tang San's previously empty eyes suddenly bulged out when he saw a small purple grass swaying by the roadside.
The plant was entirely purple and had nine leaves. On each leaf rested a droplet of dew, and within those droplets, it seemed as though stars were slowly rotating.
"Nine-Rank Purple Ganoderma?! No! That aura is ten thousand times stronger and purer than Nine-Rank Purple Ganoderma!"
"Could it be the legendary divine herb… Nine Heavens Star Ganoderma?!"
Tang San swallowed hard, his entire body trembling.
The herb section of the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record flipped frantically in his mind.
Yet, not a single recorded herb could truly match this plant.
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