Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me
Chapter 113 - 112: You Still Have to Give Me a Name

Chapter 113: Chapter 112: You Still Have to Give Me a Name

Mianmian felt the gaze of the little spirit and instinctively held her breath.

The little spirit won’t say she hadn’t eaten enough and let her continue eating, would it? If she did, she might burst her belly and die. If she died like that, even if she became an elixir, it would probably be a poisonous one, right? Maybe it would poison the big bad snake to death?

Would that be considered revenge?

Mianmian thought of these things just to keep herself from being afraid of dying. After all, she had been captured into the Divine Farmer’s Cauldron; she had tried her best and even accidentally discovered the spirit within the artifact.

Just as Mianmian could hardly maintain her smiling face, the little spirit patted her belly, "Alright, you pass, little friend. At least your constitution is quite similar to his."

Why didn’t the Shennong Family taste hundreds of herbs and die? Apart from having it, the divine artifact, it was also because of the Shennong Family’s mission. As the leader of mortal tribes, the Shennong Family was born with a special constitution because they were destined to do this for mortals.

"Really?" Mianmian, hearing she passed, let out a satisfied burp, "Then, can we go out now?"

She was very happy, her voice rose several pitches, just like usual.

At the village head’s banquet, she didn’t fall into more hallucinations after eating those things, also because she could not be poisoned.

"Of course, we can leave, but to do so, you still have to give me a name," the little spirit moved closer to Mianmian’s eyes, looking her in the eye.

Mianmian was eager to leave. Thinking about the features of the Divine Farmer’s Cauldron, she earnestly said, "My name is Mianmian; how about I call you Green, okay?"

Little spirit: ...

What kind of name is that?

"No, that name’s too half-hearted and doesn’t sound nice. Choose another," the little spirit crossed Erlang’s legs mid-air.

"Ah, why doesn’t it sound nice? Mianmian and Green, they sound good," she argued.

Mianmian was already scared when she was locked up, scared that everyone might really die. She just held back and didn’t cry, enduring it all this time.

And now, just when she thought she could leave, the little spirit posed another difficult request. She couldn’t hold back any longer and her lips trembled as her eyes welled up with tears.

"You said after eating those herbs, we could leave, and now you want me to name you," Mianmian accused through tears, "My friends Bai Bai, and Dahuang and Xiaohuang, they were all named by me; they didn’t say the names were bad."

The little spirit didn’t expect the Little Bun in front of it to suddenly start crying.

Those transparent tears fell in large drops, all landing on its true form. So it sucked on its lips and felt the full force of urgency, along with panic and self-blame, through the tears.

Was that smile when she lifted her belly just now only pretend?

No one had ever cried in the Divine Farmer’s Cauldron before.

The little spirit turned around, presenting its bottom to Mianmian: "Alright, alright, I know that little brats are troublesome, crying at the drop of a hat is so annoying. Let’s go with Green then," it said.

It clapped its little hands.

Mianmian, with her eyes blinded by tears, only saw the scene before her suddenly changing, and then she saw the anxious face of her seventh grandchild.

"Seventh grandchild," seeing a family member, Mianmian felt the urge to cry from grievance but was happy because they could soon leave, "We can leave now; Green said it will take us out."

Su Chenfei didn’t know who Green was; he couldn’t see it.

He just saw Mianmian calling out to him clearly about to cry, yet started laughing again while talking. He felt very distressed and knelt down to wipe her tears, "Good, Little Auntie is awesome. We can go out now, that’s excellent! Let’s teach the pooping snake a lesson, show him why the flowers are red, shall we?"

"Yes!" Mianmian clenched her fists very seriously, "Beat him to death! *burp*"

She really did eat too much just now, as Mianmian let out another full burp.

Su Chenfei was stunned for a moment, then looked down at Mianmian’s belly.

In the summer, with only a layer of clothing, Mianmian usually had just a slight child’s belly. Now, it puffed out, looking as though she’d just eaten a whole lot.

Could it be that Little Auntie disappeared just now to grab a bite to eat? But what could Little Auntie possibly eat inside a cauldron?

"Do you want to go out directly, or wait a while before leaving?" Green, the little spirit, asked Mianmian while sitting on her shoulder.

Mianmian was startled, then remembered that speaking here could be seen, so she reached out to pat the little spirit’s head and whispered, "Shh, the big bad snake will hear us."

Green tilted its head, "With me here, how could it possibly still hear us?"

It was the Divine Farmer’s Cauldron, and the Divine Farmer’s Cauldron was it. When it was asleep, the Divine Farmer’s Cauldron could be used by the snake demon outside. Now that it had woken up and didn’t want to be used by the snake demon, naturally the snake demon could no longer use it.

The reason Green asked Mianmian this way was also because of its mischievous nature.

It wanted to play a prank! To tease the snake demon who wanted to use it to concoct a human elixir!

Knowing they couldn’t be heard outside, Mianmian relaxed and replied to Green, "Then you decide, Green. We are inside your body."

Mianmian’s words somewhat surprised Green.

In the heavenly realm, it was not uncommon for celestials to possess artifacts with awakened intelligence. However, those fairies never said to let the artifacts decide what to do; they always retained absolute control.

Some fairies even erased the intelligence of their artifacts to prevent problems.

Now, Mianmian was letting it decide when to leave, which was truly unusual. Could it be because Mianmian was just a child?

Thinking it over, Green tentatively said, "How about we wait for him to feel there is no movement inside, to open the Divine Farmer’s Cauldron, preparing to retrieve the elixir, and then we suddenly appear and give him a scare?"

Mianmian patted her slightly bulging stomach, thinking of how she had to eat all those things because of the feces snake outside, and said in her babyish voice, "If he wants a medicine pill, give him a pill to eat."

Having said that, Mianmian showed her little white teeth and smiled adorably.

Green hadn’t expected Mianmian to say such a thing.

This Little Bun, how come she seemed even more ruthless than it?

But it liked that, hahaha!

Liao Yue had no idea that the Divine Farmer’s Cauldron was now beyond his control.

He simply picked up the wine bottle and finished off the remaining contents, his head spinning as he once again extended his Divine Consciousness into the Divine Farmer’s Cauldron.

The prey that was wailing before had stopped making sounds as he increased the fire’s intensity.

The white wolf had returned to its normal size, and its white fur was beginning to blacken. Under the belly of the white wolf, the Little Bun that had argued with him earlier was now lying on the ground, motionless, its flesh turning red.

This wasn’t the first time Liao Yue had used the Divine Farmer’s Cauldron to refine living creatures into elixirs; previously, they were children he looked down upon, or sacrifices brought forward by the Yi Family from Yide Village.

In fact, he could refine the prey directly into an elixir liquid, but he enjoyed listening to the prey’s wailing. Therefore, he always waited until the prey was dead before using his Demon Power to promote their transformation into elixirs.

What he actually enjoyed the most was the screams of grown women. It made him fantasize that he was torturing the woman who had misled his heartfelt love.

Liao Yue sneered and began to cast a spell.

The size of the divine artifact could change at will. Under his manipulation, the green Divine Farmer’s Cauldron landed on the floor, about the size of the dining table in front of him.

As it operated, the people lying on the ground inside, except for Su Mianmian, merged into a single elixir.

Su Mianmian, on the other hand, became an elixir on her own.

Naturally a plump and tender Little Bun, she also turned into a white elixir. The fragrance began to emanate from the cauldron, refreshing and pleasing to the soul.

A child naturally bearing a unique fragrance would most likely taste very good as an elixir, no?