Chapter 41 The Highly Spiritual Hundred-Herb Rat, Little Golden Fur's Secret Delight.
Jiang Nian was surprised, rubbing his eyes as he looked at the enormous rat in front of him.
It was truly remarkable that a rat could grow to this age…
"Holy crap, Brother Nian! A seven-thousand-year-old rat spirit beast!" Zhao Bai couldn't help but exclaim; this thing looked easy to bully.
"Squeak!"
The rat, hands on its hips, growled in dissatisfaction, telling them to retreat.
In reality, its panicked appearance was completely obscured by Jiang Nian.
A long silence ensued until the rich aroma of medicinal herbs filled their nostrils, at which point he recognized the species of the rat before him.
"A Hundred-Herb Rat, I've heard they're born with the ability to find all the rare medicinal herbs in the world."
"However, their numbers are extremely rare."
Jiang Nian couldn't help but marvel at his own luck.
These kinds of spirit beasts usually liked to hoard rare flowers and herbs; there must be a lot of Ganoderma lucidum and yam hidden behind this cave.
Pack it all up! Take it all away!
The Hundred-Herb Rat was a little panicked; it didn't want to fight this guy in front of it.
Having lived for so many years, and with all the flowers, plants, and rare fruits he had painstakingly cultivated…
Jiang Nian activated his Heavenly Dao Umbrella Martial Soul, its powerful, yellow-purple aura instantly stunning both of them.
Zhao Bai swallowed hard, silently cheering him on from behind.
As for the giant rat, seeing Jiang Nian charging towards it, it went all out.
First, it let out a tactical roar, then picked up a large rock beside it and slammed it into the ground.
However, ordinary rocks were easily pierced by Jiang Nian's casual spear.
The Heavenly Dao Umbrella spun, gathering icy power within.
Ice spikes pierced its body, causing it to scream like a pig being slaughtered.
Jiang Nian frowned slightly.
What kind of tactic was this?
Rolling on the ground clutching its leg? It didn't seem to be in much pain…
This scene left both of them somewhat bewildered.
The Hundred-Medicine Rat, in pain, shed tears and, with a sudden surge of determination, knelt on the ground with a thud.
"Squeak!"
Jiang Nian: "?"
What? It wants to follow me?
Damn it, we haven't even started fighting yet, and it's already so spineless?
Jiang Nian was speechless. He had already sensed that this Hundred-Medicine Rat was highly intelligent, but he hadn't expected... wait, why would it scratch its butt?
The comical scene made Zhao Bai's eyes widen. He looked at the two with complicated emotions, his gaze ultimately turning into deep admiration.
"As expected of Brother Nian! Such great charm, making a thousand-year-old soul beast submit."
Jiang Nian: "..."
He didn't even know if he had any charm, but this Hundred-Medicine Rat was definitely terrified of death.
Oh no, terrified of pain.
"Can you understand me?"
"Squeak!"
The Hundred-Medicine Rat nodded hurriedly, then its body suddenly shrank, almost becoming the size of a cat, and trotted over to him.
Its fawning manner was almost human-like.
Jiang Nian chuckled softly, squatted down, and rubbed the little head.
"Since that's the case, and you're willing to follow me, you must listen to me from now on."
"If I become a god one day, I'll guarantee you'll stay by my side."
The Hundred-Medicine Rat was surprised, then quickly nodded.
It wasn't without discernment.
Leaving aside the human's martial soul, just looking at the soul ring configuration alone, it had never seen anyone like it in all its years of life.
It seemed that providing food and lodging wasn't so shameful after all.
"Seeing how fair and chubby you are, I'll call you Little White."
The Hundred-Medicine Rat rolled its eyes, then nodded dejectedly.
Such a human-like appearance made Zhao Bai take a second look.
A rare find.
Led by Little White, Jiang Nian entered its medicinal field.
Behind the cave was a small flat area surrounded by three large mountains.
In the corners and crevices, sunlight usually shone into only about fifty square meters.
However, there were quite a few spiritual plants.
Jiang Nian swallowed hard. Although the food in front of him was far inferior to the immortal herb, it was still quite good.
After walking a short distance, they even found a hundred-year-old ginseng.
It trembled incessantly when it saw him approaching.
"Little White, you actually managed to raise this to this age, not bad."
Jiang Nian tossed it into his storage soul tool without a word.
"And this Soul-Gathering Grass, Yuan-Nourishing Grass..."
"Huh? There's even a spirit fruit tree?"
"Hmm... just enough to hold it."
Little White grinned, but its heart was already bleeding.
These were things it had accumulated for hundreds of years!
Now they had become its pledge of allegiance...
After Jiang Nian's thorough search, he had practically torn the ground apart.
Zhao Bai looked at the herbs in his hand, scratched his head, and asked in confusion, "Brother Nian, what's the use of this?"
"To speed up cultivation." Jiang Nian said calmly.
Then, he picked up Little White by the scruff of its neck and prepared to leave.
Zhao Bai was stunned for a long time before carefully putting it away.
Not long after, as dusk approached, Jiang Nian returned to the camp carrying a seven-thousand-year-old Flame Demon Sheep.
Zhao Bai, carrying a six-thousand-year-old soul beast, looked around at the stunned students with pride, his head held high.
After handing over his items, Jiang Nian found a corner to stay in.
Although many eyes fell on him, few dared to approach and talk to him.
Ten minutes later, Jiang Nian undoubtedly won first place.
Zhao Bai took third.
After enjoying a wave of attention, the two disappeared into the crowd.
Saintess Palace.
The little golden retriever sat on the swing, looking down the mountain boredly.
Seeing that someone hadn't returned, he couldn't help but sigh repeatedly.
"Sigh~ Little Jiang, I've been waiting for you for so long!"
"Duang~"
Qian Renxue covered her head, glanced back, and her expression immediately turned to joy.
"I think you've been waiting for the flowers and fruits in the herb garden, haven't you?"
The little golden retriever blushed and quickly shook his head.
"No! I don't understand what you're saying."
Jiang Nian put his hands in his pockets, looked around, and didn't see any trace of that girl.
"Strange..."
"Squeak?"
Qian Renxue heard the sound and suddenly looked up at Jiang Nian's shoulder, her eyes sparkling. "Little Jiang, where did you find this little white mouse? How come it's so fat?"
The little white mouse was unhappy and immediately put its paws in an attempt to reason.
Unfortunately, humans and soul beasts don't understand each other, and its face was instantly pinched.
Jiang Nian explained, "I met it outside. This mouse is called the Hundred-Herb Mouse... It has the ability to find medicinal herbs and also knows how to cultivate them."
"I took it in because I felt sorry for it."
The little white mouse: "?"
Is that right?
Okay, it certainly has no backbone.
Soul beasts will never be slaves!
Qian Renxue looked at the Hundred-Herb Mouse's plump body, and upon closer inspection, realized it was a female.
And quite old.
"Its intelligence is so high..."
The little white mouse rolled its eyes disdainfully, enjoying the human's tickling.
"Alright, plant the herbs I brought back first, then you can enjoy yourself."
Lifting it by the scruff of its neck, the fat rat struggled wildly before being tossed into the herb garden.
Qian Renxue gazed at the pile of exotic flowers, rare herbs, fruits, and medicinal plants, swallowing hard.
Time to eat again!
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