Divine Beast Creator
Chapter 502 - 503 Forest Night_1

Chapter 502: Chapter 503 Forest Night_1

"I won’t help."

Agunas’s apparition seemed to guess what Feng Yuan was about to say and decisively refused, scratching his head Feng Yuan said with a beaming smile,

"I’m not asking you to help translate, I’m wondering if you could teach it to speak?"

Glancing at Feng Yuan, Agunas’s apparition said grumpily,

"How do you plan to make a Tengteng Turtle, which has no telekinesis, speak?"

"Um... that... doesn’t it have a structure similar to a vocal apparatus?"

Swishing its tail, Agunas’s apparition stared at Feng Yuan without speaking, and after a moment, feeling very uncomfortable under its gaze, Feng Yuan shrank his neck and said,

"Alright, it seems that it doesn’t..."

At this moment, Yao Yin pulled Feng Yuan to one side and asked in a low voice,

"I remember Xiao Ling’s Hundred Flowers Demon is a Wood Spirit Beast, right? Why..."

Giving Mo Ling a glance, Feng Yuan lowered his voice and said,

"It’s normal; they see the Hundred Flowers Demon as a comrade-in-arms. Haven’t you been working with her on the Hundred Flowers Army lately?"

"Right, it just feels strange. If all Wood Spirit Beasts can spur plant growth, why..."

Feng Yuan glanced at Yao Yin and said,

"Do you think for them, the rarity of Spirit Beasts should be used primarily to increase combat ability or to prioritize farming?"

"Moreover, the Hundred Flowers Demon’s growth is quite special; it can only spur the growth of flowers, but as compensation for this limitation, the Hundred Flowers Demon’s power can affect floral Spiritual Medicine."

"If we find floral Spiritual Medicine later on, you can mention it to her. With the Hundred Flowers Demon around, at least there won’t be a shortage of floral Spiritual Medicine."

Seeing Mo Ling finally give up on communicating with the Tengteng Turtle, Feng Yuan smiled faintly and said,

"If she brings the Hundred Flowers Demon here, wouldn’t that enable communication with the Tengteng Turtle?"

"And what about the Hundred Flowers Army then? They still need continuous training to adapt to the power of the Hundred Flowers Demon."

"This... um..."

"Huh?"

Feng Yuan looked in surprise at the Blue Butterfly Demon that slowly settled on the Tengteng Turtle’s head. Realizing something had landed on its head, the Tengteng Turtle was about to clear it away with its vines when it suddenly stiffened.

A moment later, the Tengteng Turtle’s vines changed, and although they didn’t form words, they barely managed to convey its thoughts. Feng Yuan lowered his voice to the apparition of Agunas next to him, seeing Mo Ling happily interacting with the Tengteng Turtle,

"I’ll check out what’s up with that Blue Butterfly Demon; something’s not quite right here."

Flicking its tail, the apparition of Agunas also seemed puzzled, as the Blue Butterfly Demon belonged to the extremely weak Common Level Spirit Beasts, and its intelligence was at most similar to a human child of three or four years old. But looking at this situation, the Blue Butterfly Demon appeared capable of teaching the Tengteng Turtle how to communicate with humans.

Which was very strange, considering most Spirit Beasts, unless they spend a long time with humans, would find it difficult to even understand human speech, let alone communicate with people. They could sense human emotions but that didn’t mean they could understand human language.

After a while, Feng Yuan sighed and looked at the Blue Butterfly Demon with a complex expression, saying nothing. Agunas’s apparition, curious, looked at Feng Yuan and asked,

"Checked it out?"

"Yeah, no problem, it’s just... never mind, that Blue Butterfly Demon doesn’t have any issues."

"I’ll leave that guy to you guys then."

Guo Huai looked at Feng Yuan oddly and asked,

"What are you going to do?"

"Take a bath and sleep. Don’t tell me you’re planning to travel at night?"

Looking at the pitch-black forest outside the wooden house, everyone fell silent for a moment, Hua Yiyou said,

"This... it’s a campsite, right? Does this campsite have water?"

"What else? If there’s lighting, wouldn’t there be water too?"

Yao Yin asked with some confusion,

"But where does the water come from? Is it clean?"

"Underground water, if you’re talking about drinking it directly, probably isn’t going to work, and I have no interest in getting you purified water for your bath either."

Facing Feng Yuan’s disdainful gaze, Yao Yin said dissatisfiedly,

"I didn’t say that, I’m just concerned about the unclean water you might bring..."

"Don’t worry, those vines draw deep underground water directly from the depths, which is clean enough for washing."

With a wave of his hand, Feng Yuan, holding Pomiti and grabbing Xiao Ji by the nape, headed deeper into the wooden house. Hearing Xiao Ji’s constant cries in Feng Yuan’s hands, Guo Huai said somewhat speechlessly,

"This guy really has a twisted sense of humor, forcing Xiao Ji to take a bath when it clearly hates it."

Yao Yin and Mo Ling glanced at Guo Huai and said in unison,

"Dirty man."

"Hey! What did I do now!"

Mo Li patted Guo Huai’s shoulder with a somewhat amused expression,

"Don’t you feel uncomfortable with all the sweat from walking so long? Even though it’s colder now since it’s winter, but..."

"That’s not what I meant!"

Yao Yin gave Guo Huai a dismissive look, and Guo Huai walked off to one side to talk to Pu Pu, feeling aggrieved. Meanwhile, Hua Yiyou was sizing up the vine turtle, which, after eating its fill, didn’t mind being observed by Hua and was contentedly scratching its body with its vines. After a while, seeming to feel discomfort, the vine turtle opened its mouth and let out a roar, and a green light orb enveloped it.

Guo Huai looked curiously at the vine turtle being tossed around in the light orb and asked the system,

("What is it doing?")

"Ding—The subject is bathing."

("Bathing?")

Watching the vine turtle in the light orb, which seemed to be repeatedly buffeted by a Whirlwind and had its leaves on the back vines shaking irregularly, Guo Huai felt puzzled.

"Ding—Ever seen a washing machine? Same principle, it’s just that one uses water flow and the other energy flow."

"Pfft!"

Hearing the system’s explanation, Guo Huai couldn’t help but laugh out loud. He never expected the vine turtle’s method of bathing to be so peculiar. Hua Yiyou, staring at the vine turtle in the light orb, said with some confusion,

"What’s wrong with it?"

"It’s taking a bath."

Mo Ling looked at Guo Huai with confusion; no matter how hard she tried, she just couldn’t see how the vine turtle looked like it was taking a bath. Yao Yin, however, was desperately holding back her laughter as she watched the vine turtle. As soon as Guo Huai explained, she immediately saw that the vine turtle’s current situation was akin to being thrown into a washing machine.

At that moment, Feng Yuan came out holding a disgruntled Xiao Ji, occasionally poking Xiao Ji’s round belly and saying something. Seeing the vine turtle’s state, Feng Yuan said with some surprise,

"What are you guys doing? What did it do for you to treat it like that?"

Guo Huai turned his head and said to Feng Yuan, at a loss for words,

"We didn’t do anything, it did it itself. But didn’t you say you were going to sleep?"

"Yeah, I’m all washed up. Just wanted to tell you something before I go to bed. Remember to turn off the lights when I’m gone, okay? Once the lights are off, the night light outside the door will go out as well."

"Turn off the lights?"

Mo Ling and the others looked puzzled since there weren’t electric lights in this era. Guo Huai looked up at the glowing fruit hanging from the ceiling like a chandelier and said curiously,

"These things can be turned off like electric lights?"

"What else?"

"I’m going to rest now, but cleaning with energy, huh..."

Feng Yuan said, glancing at Xiao Ji in his arms; Xiao Ji shuddered and raised its head to glare at Feng Yuan as if warning him not to mess around.

After another glance at the vine turtle, Guo Huai curiously walked deeper into the wooden house. Hanging down the wooden corridor’s center were strings of glowing fruits, and on top of the neatly arranged doors on either side of the corridor were vines as thick as thumbs, with the top ends being light-emitting fruits about the size of chicken eggs, half-wrapped in petals-like green leaves.

The glowing fruit above one of the doors was already extinguished. Guo Huai casually pushed open a door with the fruit still lit, finding a room fully furnished with assorted furniture. The lattice-shaped windows were covered with a substance suspiciously like glass, and leaf-shaped curtains were tied and held open on both sides of the window with vines as thick as a finger.

Next to the door, a slender vine dangled with a pearl-like bead at its end, slowly emitting a soft yellow glow. Guo Huai pulled on the vine, and the glowing fruits hanging from the ceiling gradually went out. Peeking out, Guo Huai saw that the fruit on the door had also stopped shining.