My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 266 - 264: Jade Pond Sacred Water_1

Chapter 266: Chapter 264: Jade Pond Sacred Water_1

Little Loach shrunk its neck, wanting to withdraw back, but Elder Brother quickly grabbed one of its whiskers!

"I’ll go find a swarm of Element-devouring Bees tomorrow."

Little Loach nodded repeatedly, fine, no problem, I’ll really eat them all up and give you one more.

"Two more!"

Little Loach’s eyes filled with tears: I really can’t do it.

Owen Bertram finally had pity on his brother and let go with a sigh, "Alright, we’ve agreed on one more."

Little Loach shrunk back with a whoosh, hiding in the gourd, grumbling about Elder Brother non-stop.

Owen Bertram happily crafted an arrow shaft and attached the arrowhead: "Perfect!"

Then he tapped on Joseph Gourd, "What kind of Divine Water is my younger brother’s saliva?"

Joseph Gourd stammered, angering Owen Bertram, "Alright, now you’re learning from my younger brother, trying to fool me?"

Joseph Gourd caved in seconds: "Master, calm down, I wouldn’t dare."

"This is Jade Pond Sacred Water, though... it’s not quite right. I tasted it again, and it seems a bit off from being Sacred Water, so it can only be considered Divine Water."

Owen Bertram held this fellow at arm’s length – don’t misunderstand, I just think you’re dirty.

"Jade Pond Sacred Water is..."

"It is..."

"It..."

Joseph Gourd suddenly became slow-witted and soon regretted it: "What happened? I clearly remembered it, but when I try to speak, I suddenly forget?"

"Once my mouth is shut and I recall it, I remember it again, but once I want to speak, I forget."

"Oh, how strange!"

Owen Bertram calmly asked, "What about Jade Pond Divine Water?"

This Joseph Gourd started talking without being asked: "Jade Pond Divine Water is Tier-6 Divine Water, full of mysterious uses and infinite magical powers. It can bring rain to drought-stricken lands and boost the power of anything that bathes in it. Its effects can be compared to Emperor Nectar Stream, but its application range is wider."

He talked on and on about the various benefits of Jade Pond Divine Water, and Owen Bertram couldn’t help being amazed: isn’t this the world’s best bath?!

But thinking about having to use his younger brother’s saliva to bathe... Owen Bertram’s heart had some serious reservations.

"That’s not right," he suddenly thought, "My younger brother just spat saliva on me, which means I’ve already bathed in Jade Pond Divine Water, so why has my strength not increased?"

"The saliva of the older one still needs further refining to become true Jade Pond Divine Water."

Owen Bertram thought for a moment, and said, "You refine it carefully, and don’t take any for yourself!"

Joseph Gourd hurriedly replied: "I know better, Master, there’s no need to worry." Owen Bertram waved his hand and let him go. Joseph Gourd returned to his Master’s sleeve, arrogantly: I wonder who this gourd behind me is?

I don’t know the likes of such a waste.

...

Early the next morning, before Owen Bertram and the others got up, Nathan Lane had already set off on his own.

With his current level of cultivation, he couldn’t detect that there was a Divine Heavenly Soldier following him.

Owen Bertram was ultimately still worried about him.

By midday, Owen Bertram took David and Vanessa Thoughts of Shadow to Sanma Village. Magpie followed in the sky with Little Ghost Gregory Ryan, paying attention not to be discovered by David.

This made Magpie resent David and Vanessa Thoughts of Shadow: without this troublesome couple, the Master would still be riding me. I’m so comfortable, soft and stable, and I fly so fast.

The Hometown River in Sanma Village, like other rivers around it, eventually flowed into the central river. It was precisely because of this that some ferocious creatures in the central river would occasionally go upriver and wreak havoc on the people around.

Since the river was too narrow for large demon beasts to enter, only smaller vicious creatures would come. Even without any cultivation, they could be easily eliminated with the low-grade standard magical instruments issued by the Imperial Court.

As a result, there were many "Water Administration Offices" set up along the banks of the Central River by the Imperial Court, equipped with standard magical instruments that did not require spiritual energy to operate – same as those used by government officials – specifically to catch and kill such vicious creatures and maintain local public order.

Of course, places like Extinct Village were left unattended.

At the middle section of Hometown River, near the entrance of Sanma Village, there was a Water Administration Office, housing five water capture officials. In this line of work, bravery was key; killing vicious creatures could be sold for money.

But the death rate was also very high.

Today, the five of them patrolled the river, which was calm, leaving them with nothing to do. They returned to the Water Administration Office without incident.

But those who appeared normal outside became stiff as soon as they returned to the office, each with a strange white bug crawling out of their left nostril.

A fist-sized white toad crawled out of the corner, and the five bugs entered its mouth together.

Inside the Water Administration Office, the atmosphere was dark and gloomy. At some point, a person had taken a seat at the table, their body lean and somewhat hunchbacked, their eyebrows and eyes filled with gloom.

He waved his hand casually, releasing a soul of the Demon Clan with a snake-headed, human-bodied, and tiger-tailed appearance!

The demon ghost quickly prepared some flesh and blood to feed the white toad. The man at the table asked darkly, "Did you find anything on this trip?"

The demon ghost said helplessly, "Sir, although I have secret means, I don’t have Ming Solomon’s Sacred Blood, so I can only narrow the scope to Hometown River... I’m really powerless to go further, and even if you push me to the brink, there’s nothing I can do."

"Humph!" That man snorted coldly, and seven purple flames fell from the sky, searing the demon ghost relentlessly.

The demon ghost couldn’t help but scream in pain, convulsing on the ground.

That man showed no mercy: "I’ve always believed that whether it’s a human, demon, or ghost, there’s always some potential to be squeezed out when pressed."

As the demon ghost screamed and rolled, it repeatedly said, "I’m really out of options."

That man continued to watch the demon ghost, until its body was burned down by a third, at which point the flames vanished in the blink of an eye.

The demon ghost was at its last gasp, unable to get up from the ground.

But the man took out another dark yellow demon egg and held it in his hand. The demon ghost’s expression changed dramatically, and it knelt to the ground, kowtowing: "Sir, spare me, this is my last offspring!

I’ll do whatever you want, but I really can’t do anything else."

The man’s palm was surrounded by a ring of fire, undeterred: "As I said, as long as you push a little, there’s always potential."

The fire ring gradually shrank, and he continued, "This is your last chance. If you’re incompetent, your species ends with you."

He sneered again, "Your kind is just a waste, but after the egg is cooked, it tastes really good. I’ll miss it in the future."

The demon ghost wept, and just as the flames were about to touch the demon egg, it suddenly remembered something and shouted, "Sir, wait, I- I thought of a way!"

"Humph!" The man sneered coldly, extinguishing the flames: "Speak!"