Chapter 39: Dragon-type Little Spirit Ya Ya!

The next day.

The morning sun shone on Lin Mo's face, and the pitch-black Miaomiao leapt up.

It came up to Lin Mo's ear, licking his cheek.

"Hmph!"

Lin Mo rubbed his eyes, and what came into view was Miaomiao.

Seeing the smile on Miaomiao's face, Lin Mo slowly sat up and scratched the back of its neck, asking, "Are you hungry?"

"Meow!"

Miaomiao let out a soft cry, scratched its chin, its big eyes fixed tightly on Lin Mo before it.

"Little glutton cat!"

Lin Mo patted Miaomiao's head and said with a smile, "Come with me!"

He opened the can, scooped out a big spoonful of food, and handed it to Miaomiao.

"Huh?"

Feeling the weight of the can, Lin Mo raised his eyebrows slightly and said quietly, "Once I get the Fossil Helmet and Hard Stone, I'll need to stock up on more Little Spirit Food at home!"

If conditions permit, Lin Mo also plans to buy some Big Milk Can milk.

For the two Little Spirits to use.

Little Spirit Food mainly provides the most basic needs; the nutrition hidden in Big Milk Can milk can make the Little Spirits' physiques stronger.

If they drink high-quality Big Milk Can milk from a young age, it also greatly helps the Little Spirits' growth.

Of course, given its great effect, the value of Big Milk Can milk has always been high.

Even the cheapest costs several thousand dollars per can.

"Miaomiao, this spoonful is for lunch!"

Lin Mo scooped out another spoonful, placed it in another iron basin, and reminded, "Don't be greedy—eating too much will leave you hungry!"

Since Miaomiao is not Lin Mo's initial Little Spirit, it's not convenient to bring it to school.

To demonstrate fairness, each student's initial Little Spirit is registered.

At the final college entrance exam, the exam is taken with the registered Little Spirit, serving as the final score.

It is precisely because of this system that many children from ordinary families have a chance to enter the Spirit Academy.

Otherwise, those Spirit Academies would have long been monopolized by the children of wealthy families.

8:00 a. m.

Lin Mo had already arrived at school.

"Have you heard? Something big has happened inside the Xia Shan Secret Realm!"

"What could happen? Aren't the spirits guarding it?"

"Several Elite Level peak Fossil Little Spirits have killed many trainers who went up the mountain to dig for fossils!"

"And that Lian Ni Chang..."

Hearing the whispers from nearby, Lin Mo glanced at Lian Ni Chang's seat again.

She hasn't come.

Perhaps she hasn't yet recovered from Elder Zhong Bo's death.

"Thud! Thud! Thud!"

Before his seat even warmed, he heard a series of footsteps and looked up.

He saw Hong Shu walk into the classroom, and behind him,

was a youth with long hair.

"This is Zhang Qing, a transfer student from Luocheng Spirit High School!"

Hong Shu clapped his hands and introduced to everyone: "I hope you'll be more tolerant and help Zhang Qing integrate into our family!"

"Hello everyone, I'm Zhang Qing!"

Zhang Qing is slender, with a smile that occasionally appears at the corner of his mouth.

He appears very confident.

"Looks like another rich kid's son!"

Looking at Zhang Qing's shoes and watch, you couldn't get them without several thousand.

"This is my Little Spirit!"

Only seeing Zhang Qing flip his wrist, a Spirit Ball steadily landed in front of him.

Accompanied by a flashing red light, a dark-green Little Spirit fell beside Zhang Qing's feet.

"Ding-dong! A Little Spirit Ya Ya has been detected ten meters ahead!"

【Ya Ya (Dragon-type)】

【Level: LV18 (Novice Stage)】

【Trait: Fighting Spirit】

【Skills: Bite Hold, Stare, Double Payback, Cleave】

【Potential: Quasi King Level】

"Ya Ya?"

Lin Mo's pupils narrowed slightly as he stared intently at Ya Ya in the distance.

Dragon-type Little Spirits, although not Quasi Gods,

yet their strength far surpasses that of the Three Great Families Little Spirits.

"What kind of person is this, actually having a dragon‑type Little Spirit!"

"Compared with this Fang, my Ba Da Butterfly is just trash!"

When Fang appeared, everyone around shouted in surprise.

Apparently they didn't expect to see a dragon‑type Little Spirit.

When choosing starter Little Spirits in the breeding house, the most valuable ones should be the three royal families.

Logically, students shouldn't be able to obtain these dragon‑type Little Spirits.

Lin Mo stroked his chin, shook his head, and murmured softly, "That's true; if the backing force is strong enough, perhaps even a quasi‑god could get one!"

"Just pick any seat and sit."

Hong Tao was very warm to Zhang Qing, pointing to several empty spots behind and letting him choose freely.

"Thank you, teacher!"

Zhang Qing gave a slight smile and stepped down from the podium.

Although Hong Tao left, the crowd below immediately gathered around.

Continuously eyeing Fang.

For many, they might never in their lifetime obtain such a precious dragon‑type Little Spirit.

All day long, Lian Ni Chang didn't come to school.

Lin Mo stared at the sunset fading outside the window; his thoughts weren't on Lian Ni Chang but muttered, "I have no idea when the Black Market will open; waiting like this is truly urgent!"

Leaving the school, what caught his eye were several black sports cars.

As soon as Lin Mo stepped out of the school, a middle‑aged woman in a white shirt walked down from a car.

"Hello, may I ask, you are Lin Mo, right?"

"I am Steward Li of the Lian family; you rescued our miss in the Secret Realm before, and my master personally thanks you!"

Hearing Steward Li's words, Lin Mo raised an eyebrow slightly, "She and I are classmates; it was a simple favor!"

Actually, to be precise, without that big wolf hound, I might not have survived the Monster‑Jawed Dragon's mouth.

After all, the Monster‑Jawed Dragon was on the road leading out of the Secret Realm.

It was inevitable to encounter it.

With my ordinary‑level strength, meeting it would mean death.

Lin Mo's refusal made Steward Li look a bit surprised.

After all, the Lian family's gratitude would be a huge fortune for the impoverished Lin Mo.

"Whether you accept it or not, please come with me for a trip!"

Steward Li showed a reluctant expression, "After all, this is the master's order."

His implication was that if I didn't go back with him, it would be hard for him to act.

"Alright!"

Lin Mo wasn't stubborn; after all, Steward Li had already said enough.

He got into the car.

Lin Mo then realized it was actually a van, with a full set of snacks and fruit plates prepared.

The vehicle sped extremely fast.

In just a dozen minutes it stopped in front of the Purple Mountain Villa.

Calling it a villa, it's actually more fitting to call it an estate.

The several‑thousand‑square‑meter courtyard housed dozens of Little Spirits running about.

Among them was Lin Mo's familiar Strong Chicken, which is Lian Ni Chang's starter Little Spirit.

"Woof woof woof!!"

Accompanied by a series of light whines, several pale‑gray Little Spirits appeared before his eyes.

Exactly three wolf hounds stood in front of the gate guard.