Divine Beast Creator

"It is indeed very strange..."

Feng Yuan looked at the listless Qingquan Shell in front of him with some confusion, while an irritable middle-aged man beside them said impatiently,

"Have you figured it out yet? If you can’t handle it, don’t waste my time. If it can’t be cured, just say so and I’ll find someone else."

Feng Yuan glanced at the man with puzzlement and said,

"Who else could you find to treat it? Even if she isn’t among the best students at Maomu Academy, she can’t be that far off, right? If you want better, you’ll have to look for one of the professors, won’t you?"

"But don’t use my place as a practice teaching site! If those conchs die, I’ll lose a lot!"

"Who’s using your place as a practice site?"

Feng Yuan and Cen Chudie both looked at each other with confusion, and the man, still unsatisfied, glanced at Feng Yuan and said,

"You’re younger than her, aren’t you? If your skills were higher than hers, you would have been famous already, right?"

Feng Yuan roughly understood what he meant and said with a chuckle,

"How can a high school student become famous?"

"You!"

"Alright, did you find anything?"

Seeing the man on the verge of losing his patience, Cen Chudie hurriedly changed the topic. Feng Yuan reached out and gently touched the Qingquan Shell and said,

"I have some ideas. Where are your potion tools?"

Cen Chudie led Feng Yuan into a small room on the side under the vigilant eyes of the man. Watching Feng Yuan casually pick ingredients to prepare a potion, she asked,

"Do you know what happened to those Qingquan Shells?"

"You should be able to guess too."

"There are too many possibilities, I don’t know how to solve it..."

Cen Chudie said while leaning against the doorframe watching Feng Yuan, the middle-aged man came up to her side and stared at Feng Yuan’s actions. After a while, when Cen Chudie saw the potion Feng Yuan was holding, she said in surprise,

"A special evolution?"

While preparing the potion, Feng Yuan replied,

"More or less."

The man grew even more skeptical. After sweeping a glance at the two, he stared at Cen Chudie and said,

"Those Qingquan Shells, I watched them evolve from Big Flower Shells, it’s not any special evolution!"

Seeing the man’s increasingly suspicious gaze, Cen Chudie shook her head and explained,

"I’m not saying they underwent a special evolution during their evolution process. It’s a mutation triggered by long-term contact with something, which then led to a benign development. We just conventionally call it special evolution."

Confused by Cen Chudie’s explanation, the middle-aged man said,

"How can that be? My cultivation was going just fine, how did they suddenly undergo a special evolution? And you said it was benign development, so why are they all sick now?" ƒreewebɳovel.com

"Here, try this."

Feng Yuan handed the potion he was holding to Cen Chudie, who began sampling and testing the potion while saying,

"It’s just a suspicion for now. We’ll know once we try."

"Are you planning another experiment?"

The middle-aged man glanced back at the listless Qingquan Shells on the table, then watched the two with wariness. Feng Yuan shook his head, walked over to the Qingquan Shells, and took out a Sickle as he said,

"It’s not necessarily about giving medicine to know the result."

"What are you doing!"

"What are you planning to do?"

Feng Yuan glanced at the two as they approached with flames of a pale blue fire in their hands. Seeing the flames, the Qingquan Shells on the table seemed to sense danger and, despite their exhaustion, shot out a Torrent to propel themselves to a distant spot before crashing down hard. Feng Yuan put away the Sickle and, under the astonished gaze of the middle-aged man, shook his head and said,

"It’s clear now. It’s a special evolution caused by prolonged contact with Ghost Qi."

"Um...couldn’t you be a bit gentler?"

Feng Yuan looked at Cen Chudie and said calmly,

"Gentler how? It was scared on its own."

"Let’s try the potion then..."

"Are you confident?"

Startled by the Qingquan Shell’s actions, the middle-aged man hesitated before asking the two. Feng Yuan nodded and said,

"Basically, that’s what happened. The Qingquan Shells probably underwent unusual evolution due to long-term exposure to Ghost Qi, which should give them traces of Ghost Power attributes now, it’s just..."

Feng Yuan pondered while stroking his chin and looked at the Qingquan Shells, which were clearly better after taking the potion, and said

"What must have happened is some abnormal change at the source of the Ghost Qi, making them intolerant to it. Plus, you had other people here to treat them before, right? They must have treated it as a case of Ghost Qi possession?"

"Exactly, everyone I asked diagnosed it as Ghost Qi possession, but the more they treated them, the worse it got!"

The middle-aged man said indignantly, but seeing the Qingquan Shells markedly improved, he let out a sigh of relief and praised Feng Yuan,

"I didn’t expect you to be so capable, kid. I apologize for my attitude before, don’t take it to heart. I’ve had several folks try and fail to cure them, that’s why I was so frustrated. If it hadn’t been for that, I wouldn’t have had to call your academy for help."

Feng Yuan rolled his eyes helplessly and said,

"I’m not from Maomu Academy. I’m still in high school."

"Aren’t you together with them? A high school student? If a high schooler is so skilled, even Great Xia Academy will be vying for you...!"

Listening to the middle-aged man going on and on, Feng Yuan sighed and said to Cen Chudie,

"I’ll go and mix a potion for them. After they drink it, they should start to improve, but strictly speaking, this isn’t an illness, so it can’t be completely cured."

Feng Yuan paused for a moment, then continued thoughtfully,

"The current problem is the abnormality at the Ghost Qi source, which caused these Qingquan Shells to become intolerant. Unless we resolve the issue at the source of the Ghost Qi, I doubt they’ll ever fully recover. You’ll have to take them away from here otherwise."

Upon hearing Feng Yuan’s words, the middle-aged man sighed, looking somewhat downcast,

"Then after treatment, would they be able to purify and maintain the snails in the pond? It’s not long till those snails go to market..."

"That shouldn’t be a big issue. Luckily you didn’t use the bare minimum number of Qingquan Shells to begin with. Just let them rest in rotation and it’ll be fine."

"That’s a relief, otherwise, I wouldn’t have known what to do..."

As the middle-aged man was relieved by Feng Yuan’s explanation, the woman who had just finished preparing the potion handed it to Cen Chudie before she walked in holding Yang Hongzhi’s hand expressionlessly and announced,

"Chudie! Your admirer is here!"

"Wen Yanrong, let go! I’m not here for any ’Chudie’!"

Yang Hongzhi shouted at Wen Yanrong, trying to shake off her hand, while Cen Chudie looked puzzled at the two of them. Feng Yuan sighed, walked over to Wen Yanrong, and said,

"He’s here to see me."

"Oh?"

"Gina~"

Seeing Najia jump from Feng Yuan’s shoulder onto Yang Hongzhi’s, Wen Yanrong seemed to realize her mistake and let go of Yang Hongzhi’s hand as she apologized,

"Sorry, my mistake."

"Najia~ did you miss me?~"

"Gina~"

Yang Hongzhi, ignoring Wen Yanrong, talked to Najia on his shoulder, then cuddled Najia in his arms. Feng Yuan told Yang Hongzhi,

"Why don’t you and Najia go outside and look around? We’ll be done here soon."

"Do you need any help?"

"No need."

"Then I’m going out first, call me if you need anything."

"Sure~"

Watching Yang Hongzhi leave, Cen Chudie smiled at Wen Yanrong and said,

"Dorm Head, you made a mistake again~ I told you I’m not that popular anymore~"

"Who can blame me when he was acting so suspiciously... I thought he was up to something."

"Hehe..."

Seeing Wen Yanrong’s cheeks blush slightly, Feng Yuan, recalling the first time he met Yang Hongzhi, scratched his head and chuckled. Cen Chudie looked at Feng Yuan, puzzled, and asked,

"What are you laughing at? But how do you know him? Is there something wrong with his Spirit Beast?"

"We met by accident~ Najia doesn’t have any major problems, it’s just that he doesn’t want to let Gina go."

"Why not?"

"Probably worried about not taking good care of him, at least that’s what he says."

Feng Yuan shrugged, indicating he was unsure. Wen Yanrong glanced at Feng Yuan and turned to leave. Feng Yuan and Cen Chudie got busy and at last treated all the Qingquan Shells. The middle-aged man thanked them as he watched the shells visibly improve. Feng Yuan took the opportunity to ask for some camping gear.