Chapter 315: Black-skinned, Ripped, and Settled; Hatching a New Companion, a Fateful Encounter in th
Chapter 315: Black-skinned, Ripped, and Settled; Hatching a New Companion, a Fateful Encounter in the Wind
In the courtyard, Wind Falcon tightly retracted its broad wings, much like a mother hen, diligently incubating the Rock-armored Turtle's egg.
With Lu Chen's keen spiritual sense, he could perceive subtle changes occurring within the thick turtle shell.
Amidst faint cracks that were almost inaudible, slender fissures appeared and spread.
Moments later, the turtle shell that had become visible from beneath Wind Falcon's plump belly was covered in cracks.
With a loud crack, the young Rock-armored Turtle inside suddenly broke through its shell, poking its head out and getting stuck in the shell's fracture.
The entire shell shattered, and a turtle the size of a basin emerged, pushing against Wind Falcon's soft belly.
The young turtle had a dark green-black hue, and even though it had just hatched, it carried an extremely heavy-looking shell on its back. Its abdomen resembled a cluster of irregularly shaped rocks, giving it a sturdy appearance.
As soon as it emerged, it displayed a lively temperament, quickly biting and swallowing the pieces of its shell. Once all the shell fragments were ingested, the young turtle's aura noticeably deepened.
"Well, you've got yourself another turtle son," Lu Chen said with a smile, addressing Wind Falcon, who had been intently observing the young turtle's behavior.
Although the plump bird was initially reluctant to serve as an incubator, the emergence of the Fire Serpent and now the Rock-armored Turtle had instilled a hint of maternal instinct within it.
Unlike the young serpent, the turtle displayed minimal dependence on Wind Falcon. Not long after hatching, it began crawling around everywhere.
And it moved surprisingly fast.
Lu Chen estimated that to outpace this third-grade Rock-armored Turtle, he would need to procure at least a second-grade rabbit-type demon beast.
He called out to the turtle to stop and took out a piece of demon beast meat from his storage bag, stuffing it into the young turtle's mouth.
With his focused spiritual sense, detailed information about the young turtle flashed through his mind.
Rock-armored Turtle, third-grade demon beast. Defense capabilities are among the best in its grade. Feeds on various small spiritual plants and fish from the sea.
It loves to coat itself in mud and sand, especially those imbued with spiritual energy. The grit adheres to its body, tempering and enhancing the defensive capabilities of its shell.
"A third-grade demon beast renowned for its defense... I can foresee the type of orb reward it will grant once it fully matures," Lu Chen mused to himself.
"It loves sand and grit imbued with spiritual energy..."
"I recall that Song Yun's younger sister, Song Sining, raises a low-grade demon beast called the Sand Spiral Snail, which refines and transforms ingested sand and grit, removing impurities and enhancing the concentration and purity of its spiritual energy."
"I should pay her a visit someday and ask for a few of those snails to raise sand specifically for the Rock-armored Turtle."
In just this short while, the young turtle stealthily slipped into the pool.
The pool currently housed only the Green-horned Dragon Carp.
Sensing the intrusion of another being into its territory, the Dragon Carp lashed its massive tail, sending high splashes of water everywhere.
In an instant, it swam towards the black turtle, its green horned head butting against the turtle's shell.
Not even a mark was left on the shell.
The young turtle flipped over in the water, boldly crawling in the direction of the Green-horned Dragon Carp.
The Dragon Carp merely issued a slight warning. Possessing a trace of true dragon bloodline and innate strength, if it truly wanted to deal with the young turtle, it wouldn't be so casual about it.
Whether or not the warning served its purpose, the Green-horned Dragon Carp turned and swam away.
The young Rock-armored Turtle, uninterested in playing alone, simply sank to the bottom of the pool.
It wasn't until half a period of time later that it resurfaced from the depths.
The originally dark green-black shell was now coated in a layer of dark brown mud.
"This little mud-lover has already started shell-coating itself," Lu Chen chuckled, sensing the young turtle's emergence from the water.
He suddenly recalled a short video he had occasionally come across in his previous life, with its array of eye-catching labels.
Its abdomen was divided into irregular rock-like segments, with distinct edges as hard as iron. - "Ripped".
It loved to dive to the bottom of the pool. - "Settled".
Hatched and nurtured by Wind Falcon instead of its mother turtle. - "Hatchling".
First met while perched on Wind Falcon's belly. - "Our fateful encounter in the wind."
"What a coincidence!"
Lu Chen couldn't help but laugh.
This inexplicable yet intimate association instantly brightened his mood.
After hatching the Rock-armored Turtle, Lu Chen continued his inspection of the spirit fields.
In the courtyard, the Cloud-stepping Lynx was elusive, but whenever Lu Chen thought of it, it would always appear before him silently and at just the right moment.
Wind Falcon, who rarely stayed at home to hunt demonic birds and sea fish, had rediscovered her maternal instincts with the addition of the turtle son to their little family. She diligently embraced her maternal responsibilities.
The Ghost Demon Vine also followed Lu Chen closely, accompanying him as he examined every spirit plant in the fields.
Whenever it noticed that the marks left on the spirit plants were fading, it would secretly secrete a trace of gray, viscous fluid in the corners of the plants while Lu Chen was distracted.
In the pool, the young turtle playfully chased after the Green-horned Dragon Carp, but the carp maintained the pride and aloofness of a true dragon descendant, looking down on this pitch-black, ordinary-looking demon turtle.
Lu Chen carefully examined the growth of the numerous spirit plants in his fields.
The progress bar below the Xuan Insect Vine was about to fill up, and since Lu Chen now had more free time, he didn't waste the Greenwood source energy to force it to ripen.
He wanted to savor the anticipation a little longer.
After all, this was the first four-star spirit plant he had cultivated in his spiritual herbologist career, so he wanted to relish the process.
With his visit to the Void Mystic Island, two new demonic beasts had joined his menagerie—the Green-horned Dragon Carp and the Rock-armored Turtle—but he hadn't added any new spirit plants.
In the sea area, although there were quite a few spirit plants, Lu Chen was mainly interested in three-star and above spirit plants. If a two-star spirit plant had a particularly unique characteristic, he might consider cultivating it as well.
Therefore, currently, in his spirit fields, there were only about a hundred Water Glow Grass plants in their growth period, along with various Sword Grass plants.
He cultivated the two-star Sword Grass using his near-perfect 'Four Seasons Sword Technique' and the three-star Wind and Thunder Sword Grass, nourished by the Spirit Sword Sheath, produced a new Wind and Thunder Sword Grass spirit seed every month or so, which was just right for the four-star Wind and Thunder Sword that absorbed the Wind and Thunder Sword Pills.
The three-star Starlight Sword Grass had already grown to a height of about two feet, with its sword tip pointing straight at the sky, as if drawing starlight from the heavens and infusing it into the plant.
The sword body was filled with countless twinkling starlights, flickering like subtle sword auras about to burst forth.
The four-star Sword Plume, due to the much higher cultivation difficulty of the four-star "Plume Sword Technique" and its own grade, grew much slower than the other sword grasses.
Nurtured by Lu Chen's Plume Sword Aura, the Sword Plume grew to about three inches in length, and its form differed from the other sword grasses, with its branches resembling clusters of tiny, delicate swords.
At the ends of these branches perched dozens of owl birds the size of mung beans, their lower half fused into the branches, wings spread wide as if ready to take flight at any moment, their feathers resembling thin, hair-like swords.
As Lu Chen infused it with Plume Sword Aura, the owl birds trembled rhythmically, their movements perfectly in sync with the sword aura.
It was only after completely absorbing the sword aura that they gradually calmed down.
Among the other spirit plants, the four-star Earthfire Heart Lotus and the Hundred-eyed Weirdwood were also nearing maturity.
With three consecutive four-star spirit plants about to enter their maturity phase, Lu Chen's anticipation knew no bounds.
(End of Chapter)
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