Chapter 12: The Nine-Colored Cloud Dream Flower
“Look at her! She’s so ugly, so disgusting! I’m going to throw up~~”
“Ugly freak, go away!!!”
“How can such a disgusting fox exist in this world?”
A torrent of blurry images and sounds flooded into the depths of her memory, allowing her to empathize with the immense sorrow and pain.
After forming the contract with the little fox, Gong Lianyue received a large portion of its life experiences.
For some reason, the little fox was regarded by other foxes as something akin to a pariah, dirty and ugly, its mere appearance causing physical revulsion.
It was lonely and bullied, never receiving a kind look from another fox.
Despite this, it persistently mingled with various fox tribes, all for the sake of finding a beautiful, pure white fox maiden to marry.
What kind of species was it?
Was it a flower, or a fox?
As the memories flowed, a warm scene gradually emerged in her mind.
A paradise, with clear springs and streams, flowers blooming everywhere.
A woman, as beautiful as a celestial being, so breathtaking that all other women paled in comparison.
Despite her human form, a delicate flower bloomed on her head, clearly indicating her flower-species origin.
The flower woman held a small pink flower, the “little fox,” in her arms, lying contentedly on the back of a large, white fox.
A warm family of three…
Unknown, unknown.
Gong Lianyue couldn’t identify the species of the flower woman or the fox. She had never seen them in the Spirit Beast Compendium.
The only information she gained was that the little fox was a flower-fox hybrid…
No wonder she couldn’t identify its species. Hybrids were very rare, the product of a union between lovers that overcame reproductive barriers, unique existences in the world.
Due to their special nature, hybrids weren’t usually included in the Spirit Beast Compendium.
Born a flower, yet yearning for the beautiful and elegant fox species, could it be that it wanted to inherit the legacy of one of its parents, the… fox-flower…?
This time, the other way around, a flower-fox?
As the absorbed memories faded, the little fox’s aura within her soul began to fluctuate intensely. It seemed like it was about to awaken.
The resonance deep within her bloodline caused Gong Lianyue’s spirit energy to surge chaotically. Although this was a dangerous state, she was surprised to find that her soul was gradually becoming stronger and more resilient.
Eh? Eh? Eh? What’s going on? Could it be that the little fox’s cultivation talent was actually very good, thus boosting her master’s talent?
The capacity of one’s soul represented a Spirit Master’s aptitude. The more resilient it was, the faster the spirit energy circulated, and the stronger the cultivation talent.
Compared to offensive spirit beasts used for combat, support and functional spirit beasts were rarer. Had she… stumbled upon a treasure?!
A stream of information, comprehensible only between a Spirit Master and their spirit beast, flowed into her bloodstream along with the resonance. Gong Lianyue naturally understood the little fox’s species and rank.
She was stunned, then overjoyed.
If the unknown data in her mind were to be expressed in human language:
[High-rank Level 1 Spirit Beast: Nine-Colored Cloud Dream Flower]
Ahhhhhhh!!!!
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!
Ha↑ Ha↑ Ha↑ Ha↑ Ha↑ Ha↑ Ha↑ Ha↑ Ha↑ Ha↑ Ha↑ Ha↑ Ha↑ Ha↑!!!!
If the three-tailed Snow Fox wasn’t watching, Gong Lianyue would have screamed. All of the above were her imagined reactions.
A high-rank spirit beast! A high-rank spirit beast!
Who would have thought that this weak, pitiful little fox, despised by all other foxes, would be a high-rank spirit beast?
Her companion spirit beast, the Water Element, was only low-rank. But the little fox—no, now the Nine-Colored Cloud Dream Flower, a rather nice name~~~ was a high-rank spirit beast. This was a tremendous leap.
The sudden surprise stunned Gong Lianyue, then filled her with ecstasy.
[Nine-Colored Cloud Dream Flower]
“Pew!”
A wisp of ethereal mist erupted, and a beautiful little fox with gradient pink and blue fur nestled against Gong Lianyue’s shoulder, curling up obediently.
The Nine-Colored Cloud Dream Flower, even after rebirth, still appeared in the form of a fox. It seemed it truly yearned to be a fox.
Although its true form was a flower, it could adjust the color of its mist to transform into any fox, as if it were an instinct encoded in its genes.
It could mimic not only the appearance but also the aura, even scaring a mid-rank Black Mud Whale to death.
Of course, it couldn’t casually transform into a Saint-rank spirit beast anymore, lest it die from spirit energy exhaustion.
“Um, Saintess, may I ask, what exactly is it? I promise to keep it a secret.”
The three-tailed Snow Fox approached curiously, a hint of nervousness in her voice.
Ever since she had made eye contact with the instantly revived Gong Lianyue, she had become tense, losing her usual Snow Fox arrogance.
“It’s just an ordinary plant-type that can transform. It takes the form of a fox because it admires the fox species. There’s no need to mention the specific variety, right?”
“Of course!” The three-tailed Snow Fox nodded immediately, a hint of doubt in her eyes.
A plant-type spirit beast that could transform?
If that was all, why did she feel such a visceral aversion to it?
Ah, what a pity. The Saintess’s talent was wasted—
“Then I’ll go back to rest now. This is the fee for the treatment.”
Handing a bag of spirit crystals to the three-tailed Snow Fox, Gong Lianyue left the Snow Fox nest with the Nine-Colored Cloud Dream Flower.
The night was deep, the moon bright.
The blue-haired girl walked alone across the snowy Ice Plains, a cute pink and blue fox perched on her shoulder.
Gong Lianyue couldn’t wait to return to cultivate. She had a feeling that with the Cloud Dream Flower’s talent boost, she would soon become a formal Spirit Master.
A Spirit Master’s talent determined the upper limit of their spirit beast, while a high-ranking spirit beast could enhance the Spirit Master’s potential, creating a complementary effect.
“By the way, what should I call you? Cloud Dream Flower?”
The little fox quickly shook its head, looking reluctant.
“Ah, right. You prefer foxes to flowers—”
“Then I’ll call you Little Fox.”
“Chirp!”
Their voices gradually faded, their figures disappearing into the distance.
Meanwhile, bathed in the moonlight, the failed assassin lay foaming at the mouth, her body convulsing uncontrollably. It seemed she wouldn’t be recovering anytime soon~~~
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