Chapter 46

During his idle chats with the people in the Piaohua Palace on weekdays, Zhong Wen had heard about the existence of "spirit beasts" in this world. Of course, these were not divine or holy beasts with supernatural powers, but rather ordinary birds and beasts that, after living for a long time in the mountainous areas rich in spiritual energy, would occasionally undergo mutations, gain intelligence, and experience a significant improvement in their physical attributes.

It was said that in the Xiqi Province of the Daqian Empire, there was a sect known as the "Phantom Beast Sect" that was famous for taming and commanding spirit beasts. Each disciple of the sect would tame their own exclusive spirit beast, and when in battle, the human and beast would work together, displaying astonishing strength.

As he watched the white tiger and the giant eagle snarling and roaring at each other, the term "spirit beast" inevitably came to Zhong Wen's mind. These ferocious beasts were indeed too mighty and domineering, far surpassing ordinary wild animals.

Zhong Wen had been waiting for a long time, hoping to see a fight and benefit from it, but the two sides only bickered without actually fighting, which made him feel somewhat bored.

What are they arguing about so intensely?

If only I could understand what they are saying.

He couldn't help but think.

At that moment, a flash of inspiration struck him, and he suddenly remembered a miscellaneous book he had drawn from the "Xinhua Zangjing Pavilion": "Comprehensive Guide to Beast Language."

At the time, Zhong Wen was very disappointed with this book and had thrown it into a corner of his mental bookshelf without even flipping through it. Now, seeing the spirit beasts before him, he felt a sense of inspiration and immediately closed his eyes, immersing his consciousness in the book.

In an instant, a series of difficult and awkward sentences flashed before his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he had firmly grasped and memorized the entire content of the "Comprehensive Guide to Beast Language."

After a period of adjustment, Zhong Wen gradually began to understand the conversation between the two spirit beasts. After listening for a while, he couldn't help but laugh.

It turned out that the language systems of felines and birds did not communicate. The tiger and the eagle, despite their intense bickering, could not understand each other at all. The conversation was completely incoherent. One would say, "Do you know who I am?" while the other would say, "I came here first." One would say, "Get lost," while the other would say, "The big one is mine." It was like a chicken talking to a duck, no wonder they hadn't fought despite all the bickering.

"Ha ha!" Zhong Wen couldn't help but let out a light laugh.

The two spirit beasts, with their keen senses, instantly noticed Zhong Wen hiding in the shadows and showed signs of caution, roaring and screeching in his direction.

Seeing that he had been discovered, Zhong Wen had no choice but to reveal himself and awkwardly used the newly learned beast language to greet the tiger and the eagle.

"Brother Tiger, good evening!"

"Brother Eagle, good evening!"

"Who are you? What are you doing here? And why do you call me Brother Tiger? I'm a girl."

"I'm a female, why do you call me Brother Eagle? And how can a two-legged beast speak our language?"

Zhong Wen: "......"

It seems that even the animals around the Piaohua Palace are female...

Zhong Wen patiently explained, "My apologies, Sister Tiger, Sister Eagle. I am Zhong Wen, a human who lives on the front mountain. I came out for a walk tonight and heard your voices, so I came to see what was happening. May I ask why you are arguing?"

Perhaps because they could now understand each other, the two spirit beasts' attitudes toward Zhong Wen softened, and they began to recount how they had each seen the "Indigo Beauty" first and how the other had shamelessly tried to take it from them.

"There are two 'Indigo Beauty' flowers here. Why don't you each take one? There's no need to argue," Zhong Wen, now without the intention of benefiting from their fight, decided to play the mediator.

"Each taking one is fine, but I want the big one," the white tiger said.

"The big one is mine, and I can give the small one to this big cat," the giant eagle said.

Zhong Wen translated for both, but neither could be convinced. After a long argument, it seemed that they were about to fight again.

"Do the big and small flowers really make that much of a difference to you?" Zhong Wen couldn't help but ask.

"Eating the big one will help me advance in strength, while the small one is not as effective," the white tiger said.

"I have a feeling that eating the big one will make me stronger, but the small one won't do it," the giant eagle said.

Zhong Wen carefully examined the two "Indigo Beauty" flowers.

The larger one had grown for about 3,000 years, while the smaller one was less than 2,500 years old.

He had a rough estimate in his mind.

Seeing him approach the "Indigo Beauty," the two spirit beasts assumed attack stances, fearing he might have greedy intentions and try to take the spirit flowers.

"Please calm down and listen to me. If you really fight, both of you, who are powerful, will suffer great losses," Zhong Wen said in both languages, "Let me handle this matter."

"What do you plan to do?" the two spirit beasts said in unison.

"The two 'Indigo Beauty' flowers are about 3,000 and 2,500 years old, respectively. The difference is not significant," Zhong Wen carefully explained, "I have some knowledge of planting techniques and can increase the age of the smaller one to 3,000 years in a short time. Then each of you can have one, and everyone will be happy. Isn't that great?"

"Can you really do it?" the white tiger looked at him with a doubtful eye.

"I don't believe you!" the giant eagle directly showed her distrust.

"Whether I can or not will be clear in a couple of days. Even if you want to fight, there's no rush," Zhong Wen persuaded them, "You can stay here and guard the flowers. If I can't increase the age of the smaller 'Indigo Beauty' within three days, you can do whatever you want, and I won't interfere. What do you say?"

The eagle and the tiger looked at each other, pondering whether Zhong Wen's proposal was feasible.

After a long while, the giant eagle nodded in agreement.

Seeing the eagle nod, the white tiger also agreed to Zhong Wen's plan.

"Three days, that's the limit!" the two spirit beasts made an agreement with Zhong Wen, "If you can't do it within three days, we won't wait."

"It's a deal!" Zhong Wen was pleased to have successfully persuaded the two powerful spirit beasts.

Whether in his past life or this one, talking to animals was a new and exciting experience for Zhong Wen. On his way back to the Piaohua Palace, he was still excited.

Back in his room, Zhong Wen took out a milky white bead from his storage ring.

The bead was about the size of a table tennis ball and emitted a faint, soft, and crystalline light.

This was the precious bead that Zhong Wen had obtained from the third floor of the Spirit Crystal Repository in the Medicine King Valley.

At the time, he didn't know the purpose of the bead. It wasn't until he read the planting notes of the deputy valley master that he realized the value of this treasure, which far exceeded all the spirit crystals and spirit crystal cores in the entire repository.

The treasure was called the "Tai Sui Pearl." According to the deputy valley master, it was a primordial spirit object that existed since the beginning of the world. By soaking it in water and then using the water to water plants, it could greatly accelerate the growth of the plants.

It was said that the deputy valley master had once used the power of the "Tai Sui Pearl" to cultivate a million-year-old ginseng and used the ginseng to refine a pill that pushed a Tianlun cultivator to a level nearly as high as a sage.

Zhong Wen carefully took out a clay pot, soaked the "Tai Sui Pearl" in it, and then carefully placed the pot under his bed.

He would have preferred to keep the pot in his storage ring, but the time inside the ring did not flow, and he wasn't sure if the soaking effect of the "Tai Sui Pearl" would be affected.

"Knock, knock, knock!" Just as he had placed the pot, a knocking sound came from outside the door.

Opening the door, he saw a graceful figure standing there, with large, watery eyes looking directly at him, filled with gratitude and admiration.

"Tingting." Zhong Wen looked at Zheng Yueting, who was wearing a white dress and looked slightly haggard. He felt that the usually cheerful and lively female knight looked delicate and pitiful at this moment, with a unique charm and allure. He couldn't help but say softly, "Why aren't you resting properly?"

"Zhong Wen, Shangguan Sister has already told me what happened. You saved the lives of my entire family. I don't know how to express my gratitude. Please accept my bow," Zheng Yueting said, and she actually intended to kneel before him.

"No, no, no!" Zhong Wen quickly stepped forward to support her frail body, feeling the softness and the faint scent of a young girl, "Aren't we friends? When a friend is in trouble, it's only natural to help. If you treat me like this, do you think I'm not worth getting to know?"

Hearing Zhong Wen use his own words against her, Zheng Yueting couldn't help but laugh, "Pfft!" The gloom on her face disappeared, and her beautiful lips curved up, making her look incredibly beautiful and charming.

"I won't say more about my gratitude. I will remember your kindness in my heart," Zheng Yueting, being a straightforward person, quickly recovered her usual liveliness, "If there's anything you need from me in the future, just let me know. I will do anything for you, even if it means climbing a mountain of knives or diving into a sea of fire."

"That's natural. I'm the kind of person who doesn't know how to be polite, so you'd better be prepared to be used by me anytime," Zhong Wen joked, finally persuading her to go back to her room to rest.

Just as he closed the door and was about to lie down to rest, he heard another "knock, knock, knock" at the door.

Opening the door again, this time he saw a graceful and intelligent beauty in a white dress.

Ning Jie looked at him with her deep, clear eyes and said, "Brother Zhong, can I ask you some questions about divine literature?"

Having beautiful women come to see him one after another at night should be a very pleasant thing.

However, why does it feel different from the imagined romantic scenes?

Zhong Wen felt a headache as he thought...