Chapter 389

Chapter 389: The Anomalous Spiritual Grains

The wind blew through the air, making the spiritual grains in the spiritual field rustle.

Little Black gazed down at the spiritual field, already contemplating the maturity phase of these spiritual grains.

When they reached maturity, they would have a hearty feast again.

He felt that his next evolution was not far off; he just needed to eat one more batch of spiritual grains.

Without Ji Yang around, they could eat their fill.

However, when Little Black glanced over at the dark blue turtle, a hint of a black line appeared on his dog face.

Originally, these spiritual grains on this peak were meant for only the two of them, but now there was another big eater, which meant Little Black and Little White would have to share less.

If it weren’t for the difficulty of eating the turtle shell, he would have made that turtle feel the power of his teeth!

Facing Little Black’s unfriendly gaze, the dark blue turtle proudly lifted its head and disdainfully said, "Earth dog!"

"Woof!"

The two spiritual beasts clashed in words and transformed into their original forms, ready to settle the score.

But as a soft hum came from inside the wooden house, both spiritual beasts instantly fell silent, shaking their heads and walking away as if nothing had happened.

Little Black didn’t want to see that turtle any longer, so he decided to follow the narrow path down Jingtan Peak.

Patrolling the mountain and checking on the spiritual field was a habit he had developed; now that he didn’t have to catch insects, he felt more relaxed and comfortable.

Even though there were no spiritual insects, ordinary beasts occasionally dashed out to steal some spiritual grains, and that was something he would not allow.

As he patrolled, watching the thriving spiritual grains, Little Black smiled and nodded occasionally, looking very satisfied.

But as he continued on, Little Black began to notice something off. This path seemed endless; it used to take him only a quarter of an hour to reach the bottom of the mountain from the peak, but now it had been over half an hour, and he still had not seen the Clear Pond below.

This made Little Black feel a sense of unease, but he couldn’t pinpoint what the problem was.

He thought perhaps he had gained some weight and wasn’t as fast as before.

The next moment, Little Black transformed and began to run at a high speed down the mountainside.

If he ran fast enough, time wouldn’t catch up to him!

Unfortunately, while that idea sounded good, after running a few miles, Little Black realized he hadn’t reached the bottom but had actually retreated a bit.

Little Black looked around; the dense spiritual grains on both sides were unchanged compared to the path he took down the mountain before.

His expression grew serious.

Something was strange.

After all, who would dare to stir up trouble in such a powerful place?

Quickly, Little Black sniffed sharply with his nose while probing with his primordial spirit energy, attempting to uncover any differences.

Soon, Little Black’s gaze locked onto a few plants of spiritual grains at the edge of the spiritual field.

He sensed that these particular spiritual grains emitted a different aura compared to the others, creating a stark contrast.

If it weren’t for his keen sense of smell, he might not have noticed at all.

As Little Black noticed the strange characteristics of these spiritual grains, his vision suddenly became much clearer. At this moment, he realized he was only a few meters away from the Clear Pond below.

Even though the distance was so short, he hadn’t seen it just now, which made Little Black even more convinced that these few plants of spiritual grains were up to no good.

Furious, Little Black walked towards these spiritual grains!

He was going to have them for a snack and let them know they couldn’t bully him just because he was a dog!

As Little Black got closer and carefully examined the blue barley spiritual grains, he also noticed some differences compared to the others.

While the other blue barley spiritual grains were already about one meter tall at this time, these few were only about half a meter in height, and their color was quite different, showing a light pink hue instead of green.

Little Black’s first reaction was that spiritual insects were causing trouble, after all, he hadn’t caught any insects in a long time.

However, after inspecting them for a couple of rounds, he did not find any spiritual insects on these plants.

Little Black’s mind was filled with confusion, and as he watched the plants move,

The spiritual grains in front of him underwent another change. Despite still being half a meter high, they suddenly grew and matched the height of the other spiritual grains, and their color turned to green, making them look just like the rest.

This scene made Little Black shake his head, unable to distinguish between illusion and reality for a moment.

Perhaps he had been sleeping too long lately?

Was he losing his memory?

But wasn’t this the perfect age for sleeping?

Little Black rubbed his eyes with his paw, planning to finish his inspection before heading back for a nap.

However, after moving a few meters, he suddenly turned around and let out a low growl, “Woof (I caught you)!”

As he looked back, the previously rapidly growing spiritual grains returned to their original state, still that faint pink color.

At this point, even Little Black realized that something was off with these few plants.

He jumped forward, opened his big mouth, and prepared to bite these spiritual grains in half; there couldn’t be useless spiritual grains in the spiritual field.

But just as Little Black was about to take a bite, his eyes suddenly shifted, and he looked towards the mountain peak, grinning.

He wouldn’t let just himself take the loss, would he?

With alternative thoughts in mind, Little Black leisurely walked towards the Clear Pond.

…

"Dang."

As the Blue Light Points flashed brightly, a Red Fire Ant shot out from the tunnel.

But coming straight at it was Ji Yang with his iron pick already swinging.

Another good start!

Ji Yang casually tossed the knocked-out Red Fire Ant aside and absorbed a Blue Light Point that appeared on a piece of high-quality secret silver ore.

Cultivation level +1

After absorbing it, Ji Yang continued to swing his iron pick.

Today, he had collected about ten cultivation points, several Superior flying swords, and quite a few White Light Points.

This harvest was quite good, perhaps due to the high quality of the secret silver mine here.

While mining, Ji Yang had encountered quite a few Red Fire Ants that suddenly jumped out.

But under Ji Yang’s iron pick, the only contribution these Red Fire Ants could make was a crisp sound.

Although these Red Fire Ants posed little danger to him, the fate of other cultivators in different mines was not as fortunate.

Mining secret silver ore required a lot of mana; on top of that, the occasional Red Fire Ant surprise attacks made them quite frustrated.

Even though being hit didn’t pose life-threatening risks, many cultivators found their iron picks unusable due to the venom, forcing some to take out various other magical tools for mining.

Even worse, some directly used their ritualized treasures for mining.

In the entire mine, various peculiar strike sounds reverberated.

While everyone was busy mining, other cultivators occasionally came looking along the sect’s map, eager to take a share from the secret silver mine.

Upon learning that they needed to give up fifty percent of their gains to mine, these disciples wore angry expressions, wishing they could demonstrate their might right then and there.

However, when the giant puppet of the Void Refinement stage cultivator from Qianji Gate appeared, these disciples fell silent, no longer saying a word.

“Everyone else can endure, why can’t I?”

“I am not worse than anyone else!”