Chapter 389: Eternal Life: My Steady Farming-Style Cultivation Chapter 389 — All Things Have Their Place, Only I Am Left Hanging

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

In a flash, six hours passed — that is, six hours.

Who knows whether it was the golden-furred mother wolf who was impressive, or Wangwang who was impressive, or perhaps both were very impressive — she had already given birth to five pups.

Those present included Xu Zhangqing, Hu Bugui, Zhao Mo, Xu Yuan, and Wu Qiuya — even if each took one, there would still be one left over.

"Wonderful, everyone can get one!"

"Hooray!"

"Wait, why does it feel like there's still more?"

Just as everyone was excited beyond measure, preparing to discuss how to divide the pups.

Suddenly, the golden-furred mother wolf let out a low roar, looking extremely pained; seeing this scene, her master Zhao Mo immediately grew nervous.

Xu Zhangqing and the others all reined in their smiles, then watched with shock and uncertainty.

After a while, the golden-furred mother wolf in the tree hollow suddenly threw back her head and let out an "Awoo," accompanied by a grimace of bared teeth, and actually squeezed out a sixth pup.

And this one, to look at it, was completely different from the first five.

It neither had the honest, sturdy look of a village dog, nor the tall, fierce bearing of the mother wolf.

Its whole body was earth-yellow.

As if covered in a layer of yellow earth.

The other pups all had a tuft of the mother wolf's distinctive triangular golden fur on their foreheads.

Only this one was different — it actually looked like a vortex.

Dark ring patterns on the inner sides of its four limbs.

Its tail was extremely short, as if severed at the root, with a tuft of fluffy black fur at the tip.

In terms of build, it was a size smaller than its littermates, yet weighed much more.

"Hiss!"

Zhao Mo sucked in a cold breath and said in disbelief: "Atavism!"

Xu Zhangqing asked with a look of half-understanding: "Atavism?"

Hu Bugui explained: "Normally speaking, there is indeed a certain probability of atavism."

But the sixth pup is very strange — it both resembles Wangwang and doesn't resemble Wangwang, both resembles the golden-furred mother wolf and doesn't resemble her.

It's just bizarre, caught between resemblance and non-resemblance.

As if a brand-new species had been born; one look and you can tell it's no ordinary thing.

At this time, Xu Yuan, who possessed rich dog-raising experience, opened his mouth: "Looks like, the sixth pup has Awakened some bloodline."

Wangwang is an ordinary spirit beast, and doesn't even have an attribute.

The golden-furred mother wolf is different — one look and you know she possesses the metal attribute.

This is just like a cultivator possessing a metal spiritual root, granting a special ability.

As things stand, the sixth pup not only lacks the metal attribute, but seems more like the earth attribute.

Hu Bugui couldn't help pressing: "Senior Brother Xu is widely knowledgeable — surely you don't recognize it either?"

Xu Yuan frowned: "Too many species — for instance, Spirit Mastiff, Earth-Traveling Dog... over a dozen kinds; only after it grows up can we confirm."

Not just him — no one present could identify it at first glance.

The only thing certain is one point: it is absolutely not simple.

Its potential is definitely far higher than Wangwang's or the golden-furred mother wolf's — its future is limitless.

Xu Zhangqing raised both hands and gave Wangwang's dog head a vigorous rub, unable to help praising: "You've done a great service this time; when we go back I'll reward you with a big meaty bone."

Wangwang only understood the word "meat," and immediately grinned a silly grin, drool flowing out.

Not long after, the birth was completely over.

The mother wolf lay in the tree hollow, resting on one side and nursing the pups on the other.

Only then could Xu Zhangqing and the others barely lean in a little closer, yet still did not get too close.

Zhao Mo glanced over the crowd and asked: "How do we divide the pups?"

Instantly, everyone's gazes converged on Xu Zhangqing; he thought for a moment and said: "I'll take the sixth pup."

As these words fell, Xu Yuan, Zhao Mo, and Wu Qiuya all dimmed in expression — in truth, they also wanted to choose the last pup.

It was very obvious this pup was extremely rare — not only atavistic, but having awakened some bloodline.

But from the start it had already been settled that Xu Zhangqing was the first to choose; this was beyond doubt, so no one dared refuse or obstruct.

What's more, he has a Spirit Field Cultivator token hanging at his waist.

Unlike the few of them, who are merely the most ordinary disciples of Spirit Beast Valley.

Zhao Mo said seriously: "Next month, I'll personally send the sixth pup to the Spirit Field."

Xu Zhangqing well knew that a newly born pup cannot leave its mother — it must be raised for at least ten days to half a month — so he nodded lightly: "Deal."

Zhao Mo looked at the others: "Same for you lot."

Hu Bugui blinked: "Since there are two extra, how about giving me one?"

Xu Zhangqing and Zhao Mo exchanged a smile: "Just waiting for those words."

Soon, the pups were all divided up.

Xu Zhangqing got the sixth — the atavistic pup.

The remaining Hu Bugui, Xu Yuan, and Wu Qiuya each received one.

If no one wanted the last two, Zhao Mo would personally breed them.

The two agreed that they could cooperate many times in the future.

Afterward, Xu Zhangqing left with Wangwang.

He went early in the morning, but didn't return until afternoon.

Fortunately, Gege, the Pearl Chickens, and the turtles and fish in the pond had the fortress feeding them, so they didn't go hungry.

Upon returning, Xu Zhangqing was in a pleasant mood; he drank a few more cups of wine while eating, and even specially poured Wangwang a cup of Top-grade Spirit Rice Wine.

"A reward for you!"

"Unexpected that the first time giving birth it would return to its ancestral bloodline!"

"Also unknown what kind of bloodline it is?"

Wangwang licked the little "sweet water," gnawed on the big meaty bone, narrowed his eyes in a face full of enjoyment, and was indescribably happy inside.

It had already discovered the pattern for obtaining Master's rewards.

Mount the she-wolf, give birth, obtain reward.

That is to say, as long as this cycle continues, rewards can be obtained continuously.

Xu Zhangqing finished eating first, didn't wash the bowls either, and walked directly to the Second Floor Bedroom, lying spread-eagled on the bed, mumbling to himself: "Wangwang already has children, do I also need to marry a wife and have children?"

To tell the truth, from the beginning until now, he has had a strong resistance toward outside people and creatures.

The root cause comes from unease deep in his heart.

He always feels there are too many secrets; once leaked he would die.

Precisely because of this, he only dares to find temporary Dao Companions.

Even when Elder Sister Yu left, he only held her back in his heart.

But one cannot deny, since last time running into Zhao Ying and his son Zhao Mingyuan, his heart was indeed touched.

Now even his own raised Dog has offspring, and even awakened a bloodline.

At this moment, beyond the genuine happiness, the doors to emptiness and loneliness also opened.

"Garlic Bird Garlic Bird, live in the moment!"

"If there is fate, sooner or later I will marry a wife and have children!"

"I'm only 25, unlike Lao Zhao who's nearly 40 and still hasn't found one!"

He fell asleep in a daze.

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When he opened his eyes, it was already deep night.

The Window was open, five Fire Crows stood side by side at the head of the bed, all with eyes closed resting.

Outside the Window, the moonlight was like water-soaked silver sand, hazy with a trace of fine softness.

It was already "powerless" to illuminate everything, only choosing the empty fields, the bare mountain tops.

The water in the pond was black as ink, instead better able to hold the moonlight than the sky.

The night wind carried a touch of frost, cool but not biting.

Tonight was exceptionally quiet, yet not an empty quiet.

Rather a quiet filled with thriving Spirit Rice, returning reptiles, Yue'er submerged in the pond, and the quiet of an empty soul!