Chapter 11 Blue Silver Grass Race Levels
Three months passed in the blink of an eye.
"How long will Dad be gone?"
In the early morning, Tang Chuan looked up at the door, his eyelashes still glistening with morning dew, his adorable appearance melting one's heart.
"You think the spirit beasts in the Soul Hunting Forest are too weak? The Star Dou Great Forest is too dangerous..."
"Rest assured."
"Xiao Chuan, Dad knows what he's doing."
Tang Hao patted the leather pouch at his waist, a gentle smile in his eyes: "It will take at least a few months, and at most half a year, for me to be back."
"Old Jack will take care of the part-time job arrangements."
"Take good care of yourself at the academy, focus on your cultivation, and complete the God of Food assessment."
"The mistress..."
He glanced at Tang San, who was silently packing his luggage, and said in a sterner tone, "When we get to Notting City, take good care of your brother."
"Listen to me!"
"When I'm not around, the money you earn from blacksmithing, besides basic food and drink, is all used to buy ingredients for your brother."
"Besides!"
"Protect your brother well, don't let him get bullied at the academy. If Xiaochuan suffers any injustice, I'll hold you accountable when I get back!"
"Yes, Dad."
Tang San clutched the neatly folded coarse cloth shirt and nodded vigorously, already accustomed to his father's differential treatment.
Tang Hao ruffled Tang Chuan's hair again, turned and stepped into the morning mist, his figure quickly disappearing under the crooked tree at the village entrance.
Tang San stood there gazing in that direction for a long time until Tang Chuan tugged at his sleeve: "Little San, don't just stand there."
"Grandpa Jack said he's on his way to Notting City today."
A short while later.
Old Jack led his donkey to the blacksmith's shop and called Tang Chuan and his brother to Notting City.
Tang San pushed out a cart made by Tang Hao from behind the house. The cart was piled with some iron tools, pots and pans, and two new quilts, all of which Tang Hao had prepared for them over the past three months.
Of course, there were also several large bags of dried meat.
They only picked the tenderest parts to dry, clearly for Tang Chuan.
"Ogawa, you're a mistress!"
"Help Grandpa hitch the donkey onto the cart, and then we'll set off!"
Old Jack, leaning on his cane, said with anticipation, "Notting is the best city within a hundred miles. You two brothers will be city dwellers now!"
Tang Chuan helped Old Jack onto the wooden cart.
Tang San then took the reins of the donkey, tied them to the cart, and silently sat in the front to drive.
The wheels rolled over the country road, creaking and groaning, accompanied by the last few chirps of cicadas, all the way to Notting City.
On the way.
Tang San didn't forget to summon his spirit, Blue Silver Grass, and activate his first spirit skill, Endless Life. The Blue Silver Grass slid down his palm and fell to the ground, its seeds scattering into the soil through his fingers.
Grass seeds fell to the ground.
Under the effect of his first spirit skill, it quickly broke through the soil, sprouted new leaves, and the leaves shimmered with a faint silver light.
Tang San could clearly feel the close connection between the Blue Silver Grass he planted and himself.
It was as if those grass stalks had become his eyes, and he could vaguely hear the sound of the wind blowing through the wheat fields, and even sense the flow of moisture in the soil.
As he scattered more Blue Silver Grass seeds along the way, his perception range widened, and the vitality within his Spirit grew increasingly abundant. The Blue Silver Grass seemed to be expressing its gratitude to him, and the silver light on its leaves became ever brighter.
"My brother was right after all!"
Looking at the endless expanse of Blue Silver Grass by the roadside, Tang San felt a sense of admiration: "If this continues, perhaps in just a few years, my Blue Silver Grass Spirit will be able to advance to the Blue Silver Baron..."
According to what Tang Chuan, the older brother, heard from the God of Food.
The Blue Silver Grass race is divided into eight levels: Blue Silver Emperor, Blue Silver King, Blue Silver Grand Duke, Blue Silver Marquis, Blue Silver Earl, Blue Silver Viscount, Blue Silver Baron, and Blue Silver Citizen.
Blue Silver People are simply the most common Blue Silver Grass.
By continuously developing their kind and spreading their species, their Spirit will advance level by level, eventually growing into the top-tier plant-type Spirit—Blue Silver Emperor.
Tang San believed his brother's words without a doubt.
Moreover, after obtaining the first spirit ring, his Spirit did indeed change continuously by constantly sowing Blue Silver Grass seeds.
This made him believe Tang Chuan's statement even more.
It's not far from Holy Soul Village to Notting City.
The three of them drove a donkey cart, and before long, before the sun had even risen, they could already see the blue brick walls of Notting.
People were coming and going under the city gate.
Vendors carrying vegetables, peddlers driving horse-drawn carts, women leading children... the lively scene captivated Tang San.
After undergoing the same checks as everyone else, they entered Notting City.
Old Jack led them around to a small alley in the west of the city and knocked on the door of a low mud-brick house: "This is the house that Tang Hao found for you. It's perfect for Xiao San to live here. It's close to the academy, and it's convenient for you two brothers to see each other often."
The house was small, just a main room with a small courtyard.
Tang San put down his luggage and started cleaning, wiping the place inside and out until it was spotless. He even set up a simple barbecue grill in the yard.
He planned to work at the blacksmith's shop during the day and come back in the evening to prepare ingredients for his brother.
Tang Chuan sat by the window and took out the "Ingredients Illustrated Guide" from his mind.
Over the past three months, Tang Hao had provided him with a considerable amount of spirit beast ingredients. The encyclopedia had already been updated with over eighty pages, and his first spirit ring had increased from two thousand five hundred years to six thousand eight hundred years.
The light purple spirit ring had turned dark purple.
He flipped through the illustrated guide with his fingertips, pondering in his mind that the academy cafeteria must have a lot of common ingredients, and there might be low-age plant spirit beasts on the outskirts of the Soul Hunting Forest, which would be perfect for completing the basic part of the illustrated guide.
And.
The same ingredient, besides having the greatest impact on the spirit ring's age when first consumed, could also be made into delicious food through different cooking methods, which could also increase the spirit ring's age.
However, the increase was much smaller than the first record.
For the next few days, Tang San got up at the crack of dawn every day.
He found a job at a blacksmith's shop in the city. Although he was young, the boss saw that he was very skilled and simply let him stay as an assistant, paying him ten copper spirit coins a day.
When he came home in the evening, he would always hand over all the money he had earned that day to Tang Chuan.
"Brother, you're going to register at the academy tomorrow, so you'll need more money than I do."
Tang Chuan took the money bag, but poured out half of it and stuffed it back: "You're tired from blacksmithing, keep it to buy some meat, otherwise your body won't be able to take it."
The two of them declined for a long time.
In the end, Tang San couldn't go against his brother's wishes and only kept three copper spirit coins to buy steamed buns.
He thought that his brother's spirit ring needed to purchase more ingredients to increase its age, so he had to save money to buy ingredients for his brother.
The day of enrollment.
As soon as it was light, Tang San helped Tang Chuan put on a set of black tight-fitting clothes.
The clothes were a bit big, so Tang San specially sewed two stitches to make the sleeves and trouser legs fit perfectly. Looking at Tang Chuan wearing them, he said, "Brother, this way it won't be so cumbersome..."
"You've had a tough time, mistress."
Tang Chuan patted his hand with a smile: "Let's go, let's go take a look at Notting Academy."
Old Jack specially wore the blue cloth robe he only wore during the New Year and led the two brothers toward Notting Academy.
Notting Academy was very impressive.
The tall archway was built from solid rock, and the two iron gates below were dark and could be seen at a glance by Tang San to be made of the finest iron.
[end of the chapter]