Chapter 1261: Chapter 1265: Destined with the Immortals

“So it seems, I am the one with the destined affinity.”

“How is that possible, of course, it’s because of this fairy here, otherwise you could fish here until you grow a white beard and still catch none. Moreover, these Prime Spirit creatures are exclusive to our Nie Fairy Clan. Outsiders, whether they take it or steal it, will be exiled, and the locals who acquire it must also turn it in and cannot keep it privately,” Nie Qiqi said.

“We only realized it was a Primordial Spirit Fish after we ate it,” Zhu Minglang said.

“No matter, the rule is set as such, you should thank me. If it weren’t for me, you would have committed a taboo by eating that fish!” Nie Qiqi laughed.

“You ate quite a bit yourself, you snatched away half of what I had,” Zhu Minglang said.

Nie Qiqi’s cheeks flushed red, and she said irritably, “I’m full, remember to bring me the Nine-tailed Furry Robe tomorrow!”

“Bring enough Immortal Jade,” Zhu Minglang said.

“Got it, by the way, which family’s distant relative are you??” Nie Qiqi glanced at the gradually setting sun, obviously, it was time to go back.

Zhu Minglang was about to point to Cao Ying’s husband, but Cao Ying’s husband shook his head.

Seeing Zhu Minglang hesitated and did not respond, Nie Qiqi unperturbedly said: “Hmph, I do not care to know who you are, I’m leaving.”

Zhu Minglang watched the Chongwang Dragon, whose cultivation base had advanced to the High-ranked King level, and felt much delighted.

It seems that the existence of such Prime Spirit life was unheard of.

A single fish could elevate a Dragon King level Chongwang spirit by one rank?

It seems there are many wonderful things in the Nine Heavens Wilderness that I still do not know about!

For someone like me, who lacks only spiritual roots and resources but not divinity, what I need are exactly such wonderful things.

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Upon returning to Wan’s mansion, a steward approached him. He stared at Zhu Minglang, then threw him a broom with a displeased expression, “Since you have come here, you can’t just eat and stay for free; from now on, the cleaning of our mansion’s gate to the street is your responsibility.”

Zhu Minglang took the broom, momentarily unable to respond.

Without waiting for his reply, Wan Cheng, a man clad in blue armor, walked over. He glanced at the steward and indifferently spoke a few words: “Since he is my wife’s cousin, from now on, he will be treated as Young Master. Understand?”

“I understand, I understand, Young Master, it was my mistake, I have been disrespectful, please don’t take it to heart, I will slap my own face now,” the steward began to slap his own face repeatedly.

Wan Cheng did not say more and walked towards the house; soon, the gentle voice of Cao Ying welcoming her Sword God husband home could be heard.

Zhu Minglang originally wanted to ask him about Prime Spirit life, but it seems that the other party was not too keen on talking with him.

“Steward, is there a library in the mansion? I would like to read some books,” Zhu Minglang asked the Wan family’s steward.

“Yes, there is, Young Master, I will take you there right away,” the steward’s attitude had undergone a drastic change.

Everyone in Wan’s mansion knew that their master was not one to idle talk, whether it was the servants, relatives, or aspiring disciples, he did not care for any, but clearly, this young man was specifically instructed to be treated as the Young Master, which made the situation quite different.

Upon arriving at the library, Zhu Minglang discovered that the library predominantly housed books for Sword Masters, and there were other disciples learning swordsmanship under Wan Cheng, many of whom were about the same age as Zhu Minglang.

Zhu Minglang selected some fundamental scholarly books, mainly to understand the overall configuration of Jun Tian, and of course, the most important was about Prime Spirit life.

This Prime Spirit life could allow him to rapidly increase his strength. Little Jiuwei had the hope to ascend to Moon God, as he himself was not limited by a divine form; finding sufficient Spirit Root could easily break through to the Star God Divine King realm.

“If only Mr. Jinli was here, that guy could probably answer my questions…” Zhu Minglang sighed deeply.

The longer he traveled in this unfamiliar heaven and earth, the more he missed his former companions, wondering how they were now, a hundred years of time… perhaps he might have been forgotten too.

“Prime Spirit life, in the form of ordinary creatures, dwells in the vast world; flowers, birds, insects, fish, birds, animals, trees, rocks, thunder, wind, any creature touched by sunlight could potentially undergo certain changes, becoming beings storing large amounts of Spirit Root. These creatures are hard to identify, indistinguishable from ordinary animals or small plants, they are generally one in ten thousand, can enhance spirit, heal, nurture health, moisturize the soul… different Prime Spirit life has different effects.”

The book overviewed Prime Spirit life, causing Zhu Minglang to stroke his chin in contemplation.

That is to say, Prime Spirit life is hidden among the myriad things in the vast world; they don’t cultivate to become refined, they don’t transform into dragons, they just look like very ordinary animals, yet their bodies store a vast amount of Spirit Root, even purer than some Spiritual Root God Seed.

Hard to identify!

This implies Spirit Gatherers, Hunters, Fishermen, Farmers, Gardeners in Jun Tian are also very important; if managed properly by the ruler, Prime Spirit life harvested from these common folk could support a huge cultivation sect!

Moreover, this also greatly increases the chances of transformation for some mortals.

Divine beings themselves carry a bit of heaven’s affection, especially people with a high divine form like Zhu Minglang. The spirits of the world can’t help but draw close to him; all the chance encounters some people could only meet once in hundreds of years of good deeds, Zhu Minglang could encounter just by taking a walk up the hill.

“That means, I have a high chance of encountering Prime Spirit life, just by hunting, fishing, gathering in the mountains… and I also have God Dye Affinity,” Zhu Minglang murmured to himself.

“I’ll try again tomorrow, see if I can encounter Prime Spirit life, or if there are some factors at play in encountering them.”

“Oh no, I almost forgot to make that girl a garment… I wonder if Wan’s mansion has my own foundry.”

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After rushing through the night, he finally completed a delicate and beautiful Nine-tailed Furry Robe. The ancestral craft proved highly useful whenever he needed to start afresh!

Zhu Minglang arrived at the hillside as promised, whereas the young girl Nie Qiqi was a Time late.

She grumbled, seemingly very dissatisfied with someone at home. Wan Cheng still maintained a ten-step distance, not interfering in Nie Qiqi’s affairs but ensuring her safety.

“Did you bring the Liuli Jade?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“I need to check the garment first… Wow… it’s so pretty, so comfortable.” Nie Qiqi pressed her cheek to the Divine Fox Furry of the garment, her eyes filled with bliss, and her earlier complaints vanished without a trace.

She carelessly took off her coat, revealing a rather snug silk shirt, her small arms and shoulders exposed, but Nie Qiqi didn’t mind at all and put on the Nine-tailed God Furry Robe…

Being of Nine-tailed God, the garment embodied nobility mixed with a touch of the fox clan’s allure, beautiful yet holy. As Nie Qiqi was already a beauty, wearing it made her look like an enchanting Little Fairy.