Chapter 27: Ordinary Level Shining MeowMeow!

In pain, Miaomiao's sharp eyes locked tightly onto Shining MeowMeow.

Obviously, Miaomiao, who usually focuses on training, now felt anger.

"Meow!"

Miaomiao let out a light cry, planted its four feet on the ground, and its whole body moved like a ghost.

It swiftly charged toward Shining MeowMeow.

"Not good!"

Before Lin Mo could speak, the uncle beside him shouted, "My Miaomiao has a bad temper—quickly recall your Miaomiao!"

"Meow!"

Just as Lin Mo hesitated whether to recall Shining MeowMeow,

Shining MeowMeow shook its head, its determined gaze fixed on the distant Miaomiao.

"Good!"

Lin Mo's eyes flickered; as a trainer, he naturally knew exactly what his Shining MeowMeow was thinking.

It wanted to keep fighting, not to flee.

Shining MeowMeow waved its claws, and a white light instantly wrapped around them.

"Crack!"

The two Miaomiaos' claws collided, as expected.

Shining MeowMeow was instantly knocked back several meters.

The injured Miaomiao appeared utterly frenzied, giving Shining MeowMeow no time to react.

Its sharp claws lunged at Shining MeowMeow.

"Gather Treasure Skill!"

At this critical moment, Lin Mo did not lose his composure, shouting to Shining MeowMeow, "Aim for its lower abdomen!"

While Miaomiao attacked wildly, that was also when its defense was weakest.

"Buzz—buzz—buzz!"

Accompanied by a buzzing sound, a blinding golden light burst from the forehead of Shining MeowMeow.

At the same time, Miaomiao's sharp claws had already come down.

It struck heavily across Shining MeowMeow's cheek.

In an instant, a bloody wound appeared on Shining MeowMeow's face.

But at the same moment, a golden light flashed from Shining MeowMeow's brow.

Gather Treasure Skill erupted heavily, directly blasting the Miaomiao in front of it away.

"Well done!"

Lin Mo's face lit up with joy; that Shining MeowMeow, with beginner-level peak strength, could actually drive back Miaomiao was no small feat.

"Drip—drip!"

Drop after drop of bright red blood kept sliding down Miaomiao's face.

A deep gash sliced straight between its eyes.

The already pitch‑black Miaomiao looked even more ferocious beneath that scar.

Although severely wounded, Shining MeowMeow showed no fear, still staring firmly at the distant Miaomiao.

"Buzz—buzz—buzz!"

Accompanied by a piercing buzzing sound, a strong gust surged from within Shining MeowMeow.

Even Lin Mo, standing ten meters away, could feel a powerful pressure.

"Ding‑dong! Congratulations, Shining MeowMeow has broken through, reaching Ordinary Level!"

{Shining MeowMeow (Normal Type)}

{Level: LV20 (Ordinary Level)}

{Trait: Skill Expert}

{Skills: Scream, Gather Treasure Skill, Claw, Bite Hold, Palm Strike Surprise}

{Potential: Quasi King Level}

{Shining Trait: King of the Night – in darkness, all abilities increase by 50%}

"Broken through!"

Lin Mo curled his lips into a smile, his eyes fixed on the distant Miaomiao, and said with a laugh, "The battle is over!"

As Lin Mo's words fell, the Shining MeowMeow before him flickered.

It vanished instantly from the spot.

When Shining MeowMeow reappeared, it was already in front of Miaomiao.

Its sharp claws kept slashing down.

Miaomiao could barely defend, retreating step by step.

"Rip!"

Miaomiao, caught off guard and slow to react, now had a deep gash across its chest.

With a "thud," Miaomiao crashed to the ground, looking quite miserable.

Having done all that, Shining MeowMeow looked down at the fallen Miaomiao, then slightly shook its head, raised its head, and walked over to Lin Mo.

"Well done!"

Lin Mo gently stroked Miaomiao's chin.

The wound on its cheek kept dripping fresh blood, staining its black fur a bright red.

"Thanks!"

Lin Mo waved at the uncle, then immediately turned and left.

Shining MeowMeow gained a boost, Lin Mo naturally had no need to stay longer.

"Come back!"

Lin Mo took out a Spirit Ball and gently placed it on Shining MeowMeow.

Accompanied by a flash of red light, Shining MeowMeow was instantly sucked into the Spirit Ball.

Leaving the Little Spirit Training Company, Lin Mo wasted no time and headed straight to the Little Spirit Medical Center.

"Help heal my Miaomiao!"

Lin Mo handed over the Spirit Ball in his hand.

The nurse glanced at Lin Mo, seeing his anxious appearance, couldn't help but ask: "Is it a serious injury?"

"Eh!"

Lin Mo embarrassedly rubbed his nose: "Just some superficial injuries!"

"Look at you, making a big deal out of nothing!"

The nurse covered her mouth and smiled, gazing at Lin Mo: "But it's clear you're a very kind-hearted person!"

Having said that, the nurse took the Spirit Ball and walked toward the treatment room.

"Phew!"

Lin Mo took a deep breath and plopped down onto the chair.

"Now Miaomiao's strength has reached the ordinary level!"

"It's time to plan to go to Xia Mountain to search for fossils!"

Compared to others, Lin Mo, who possesses the system, is obviously more advantageous for finding the treasures inside fossils.

Basically, as long as you get close to the treasure, you can immediately locate its position.

"For me, this is a great opportunity not to be missed!"

Lin Mo's eyes flickered, and he whispered: "You must not miss it!"

"Da Zhen Feng, my Da Zhen Feng!"

"Da Zhen Feng, don't die!"

Meanwhile, in the distance, sounds of crying could be heard.

Lin Mo's sword brows furrowed slightly as he slowly approached.

Only see a youth clutching a dying Da Zhen Feng, kneeling before the nurse's station.

His distraught appearance made it obvious the Da Zhen Feng was beyond saving.

"Huh?"

Lin Mo let out a soft "huh" and suddenly noticed the Da Zhen Feng's stinger was missing.

Like the flame on a little fire dragon's tail, the Da Zhen Feng's stinger being detached means it has no chance of survival.

Lin Mo's face showed curiosity, and he couldn't help but ask: "How did the Da Zhen Feng's stinger just disappear like that?"

After all, Lin Mo also has a Da Zhen Feng; if he encountered the same situation...

Then wouldn't he collapse?

Listening to Lin Mo's words, the boy cried, wiping his tears, and whispered: "My Da Zhen Feng had its stinger taken away in the Purple Mist Secret Realm."

As a weapon of the Da Zhen Feng, the stinger contains a large amount of toxin, thus on the market.

The value of a single stinger is not low.

"But... but they've already captured so many Poison-type Small Spirits!"

"Why would they still harm my Da Zhen Feng?"

The boy lifted his head, snot and tears streaming, his eyes full of confusion.

Lin Mo's heart stirred slightly, recalling the two voices he had overheard earlier in the Longshou Mountain Secret Realm.

"Is someone deliberately seeking out Poison-type Small Spirits?"

"Or the poison sacs and weapons of Poison-type Small Spirits?"

Lin Mo reacted extremely quickly, immediately thinking of this place.