Divine Beast Creator
Chapter 560 - 561 Another Spirit Beast Abducted?_1

Chapter 560: Chapter 561 Another Spirit Beast Abducted?_1

Feng Yuan walked over and pushed aside the thick bushes and leaves, revealing a colorful parrot that appeared before his eyes. The creature trembled pitifully, emitting a faint chirping sound. Feng Yuan glanced at the bulging ritual robe and said,

"Is it you?"

Seeing the change in shape of the ritual robe, Feng Yuan guessed that Xiao Ji was probably nodding. Looking at the parrot’s pitiable state, he asked somewhat curiously,

"How did you end up in such a sorry state?"

Feng Yuan recognized at a glance that the parrot was not pretending to be pitiful. Its feathers had been completely drenched by the rain, and the damage to them was obvious—they bore signs of frequent close combat with other animals, leaving the bird with several wounds. After giving it some thought, Feng Yuan extended his right hand and offered,

"Do you want to come with me?"

The parrot carefully lifted its head to look at Feng Yuan, understanding that he was a Spirit Beast and could surely understand its chirping. Feng Yuan spoke directly,

"I’ll treat the wounds on your body. Don’t worry, I won’t do anything bad to you."

After hesitating for a moment, the parrot hopped onto Feng Yuan’s right arm. Guo Huai glanced at Feng Yuan and asked,

"Aren’t you afraid its claws will tear your clothes?"

"An Elite Level that wants to tear a Ritual Robe of Life? Don’t underestimate this thing."

Upon seeing the system information’s remarks, Guo Huai’s face darkened as he muttered under his breath,

"What do you mean by ’touch something’, could I possibly trip him up?"

"’Trip him up’?"

Feng Yuan looked curiously at Guo Huai, who guiltily waved his hand and replied,

"Nothing, you misheard."

He was worried that if he revealed the system’s information, Feng Yuan might directly act against his system. Although his broken system wasn’t much use, he had gotten used to its presence. Feng Yuan looked at Guo Huai suspiciously for a while and then said,

"You go dig up the medicine; I’m going to pick up something nearby."

Hua Yiyou looked at Feng Yuan and then at Guo Huai, unsure of whom to follow. Feng Yuan glanced at Guo Huai and said,

"You stay with him. There’s nothing for you to learn from me when it comes to digging up Spiritual Medicine."

As he spoke, Feng Yuan slightly raised his right index finger, and a deep blue light ball enveloped a plant, lifting it out of the ground without a speck of dirt clinging to its roots. Realizing what Feng Yuan meant, Hua Yiyou instantly understood. Guo Huai expressed his dissatisfaction,

"I told you it would be faster if you did it!"

"Tch, do you think I’m going to keep digging up Spiritual Medicine for you? How can I not practice more when I have the chance?"

"I can’t afford it! Don’t you know that high-grade Spiritual Medicine is almost impossible to find? You think everyone is like you, able to find whatever they want? In the end, I’ll still have to go to the auction to buy it."

"You have that little confidence?"

Feng Yuan said with a mischievous smile, looking at Guo Huai who replied discontentedly,

"It’s not about confidence! It just feels useless!"

"Well, I’ll leave it to you then—I’ve got to find some medicine for it."

Seeing Feng Yuan walking away, Guo Huai grumbled under his breath,

"He really wants to trick that Illusory Sound Parrot into his possession."

"What’s this... Have you swindled another poor little thing to come back with you?"

Yao Yin was enjoying tea with Mo Ling on the small balcony on the second floor, looking out at Yuehu Town amid the rain. She found it rather odd to see the colorful parrot on Feng Yuan’s arm cautiously surveying its surroundings, and she asked,

"When have I ever abducted Spirit Beasts? I just wanted to treat its injuries!"

"Oh? Then why bring it back here? I don’t believe you couldn’t have healed it on the spot."

"This..."

"What does it matter where I treat it!"

Feng Yuan said as he walked into his room, and seeing the blue bubbles following behind Feng Yuan, Yao Yin chuckled and remarked,

"To think that there’s a Spirit Beast that caught his eye. I really wonder what kind of Spirit Beast it is."

"Illusory Sound Parrot, Elite Level, it belongs to the stronger sort. Just not sure why it ended up like this,"

said Guo Huai as he took the towel passed to him by Mo Ling,

"Thanks."

"What have you been up to? How come your face is all muddied like that?"

Mo Ling looked at Guo Huai curiously, noticing the muddy splotches all over his body and the streaks of mud across his face. Hua Yiyou couldn’t help but laugh,

"Feng Yuan said he should practice gathering herbs, and all these things he dug up in the rain."

Seeing the Spiritual Medicine in Hua Yiyou’s hands, Mo Ling exclaimed with surprise upon remembering their purpose

"Does this mean there’s hope for Zi Mo’s potion, then?"

"This..."

Guo Huai scratched his face with a hint of guilt, only to leave several more streaks of mud, leaving Mo Ling somewhat disappointed

"It won’t work?"

"If he made a move, there would definitely be no problem, but as for me..."

Mo Ling quickly realized what Guo Huai was hesitant about and said with a smile

"It’s okay; failure isn’t the end of the world. If it succeeds, then it is our good fortune. Don’t worry so much about it—we haven’t interfered in this matter, and you needn’t focus so much on success or failure."

"Alright..."

Although he thought about asking Mo Ling to persuade Feng Yuan to take action, since the other party had spoken in such a manner, he also wanted to give it a try. In fact, Guo Huai was not content with just making simple potions; he was just afraid that failure might affect Mo Li’s plans.

"Don’t move around, I can’t apply the medicine if you keep fidgeting."

"Why don’t you just use ’Rain of Life’ directly?"

The phantom image of Agunas was puzzled to see Feng Yuan applying ointment on the Illusory Sound Parrot. As he did so, Feng Yuan spoke while trying to calm the parrot shaken by pain

"Though the ’Rain of Life’ can heal injuries quickly, it’s not a cure-all."

"Isn’t your ointment just for healing wounds, too?"

"Not only that; I’ve added some other stuff."

Feng Yuan said, gently comforting the Illusory Sound Parrot. Little Green Snake hissed from the side, seeming to want to comfort it, but being Spirit Beasts from the wild, their experiences differed, and the parrot did not react much to Little Green Snake’s attempts at consolation.

After a while, having finished applying the ointment, Feng Yuan shook his hands off and looked at the trembling Illusory Sound Parrot, not sure if it was shaking from fear or pain. Xiao Ji glanced at Feng Yuan and softly spoke to the parrot when a knock sounded at the door. Feng Yuan, without looking back, said

"Come in; I didn’t lock the door."

"Have you treated it already?"

"What, did you fail at making your potion that quickly?"

"Get lost!"

Guo Huai shouted back in embarrassed anger, and Feng Yuan spread his hands out

"Otherwise, why would you come to me if not for help with your potion?"

"I... I wanted your guidance. I’m still a bit worried..."

"Either way, if it fails, I believe we can find more ingredients. Isn’t it just a matter of practicing a few more times?"

"Anyway, I don’t have the time. A trivial matter like that is something you can fix with ’three dings’."

Guo Huai looked skeptically at Feng Yuan, who was amusing the parrot, and said

"Don’t tell me you’re busy playing with it."

"No, it’s strange..."

As he scratched the Illusory Sound Parrot’s head, Feng Yuan frowned with a look of disbelief, and Guo Huai asked, puzzled

"What’s strange?"

"Its condition isn’t right; theoretically, the Spiritual Medicines I mixed in should’ve made it hard for it to suppress the agitation of its Fire Power."

"What did you randomly put in there?!"

Guo Huai jumped at Feng Yuan’s words. Properly administered treatment should never result in energy agitation, and then he suddenly remembered that Feng Yuan could use the miraculous healing move ’Rain of Life’—he didn’t need to use an ointment.

"I didn’t randomly add anything. I felt something was strange before. Anyway, let’s check your potion first."

Feng Yuan said, reaching out with his right hand to the parrot, which was preening its feathers. At first, the parrot looked perplexed, but after a reminder from Xiao Ji, it hopped onto Feng Yuan’s arm. Seeing the parrot simply stand on his forearm, Guo Huai asked curiously

"Doesn’t it hurt?"

"Why would it?"

"Its claws haven’t torn through your sleeve?"

Since his ritual robe was still wet, Feng Yuan was only wearing a thin inner garment at the moment. He’d taken off his robe and thrown it onto the bed. Feng Yuan glanced at Guo Huai, annoyed, and responded

"You think too lowly of the Ritual Robe. It didn’t deliberately try to tear the cloth, so how could it possibly get torn?"