Chapter 1422 — A Little Sweetener
The Blossom Guardian · Page 2 of 2
Yet if he did not move them, the Thunder Pig probably would not come with him either. The little thing was not so foolish as to miss the point: stay here and it could grow stronger; go out and that advantage would be gone. So it seemed its reluctance was not entirely out of fondness for Zhang Lifeng.
But if he took it out and then had to buy it such treasures of heaven and earth to eat, Wei Zhao truly did not have that much money to spare. And these things were not to be underestimated — a single crate of ginseng, lingzhi, and the like such as lay before him would cost a small fortune.
Nor could Wei Zhao trick the Thunder Pig into leaving first and then renege on his promise, for if the little creature were to turn stubborn on him, he would be powerless to do anything about it — and he still needed its help to find the Fire Spirit Sacred Fruit.
How was he to solve this problem? Wei Zhao found himself in a quandary...
That's it! Wasn't the Thunder Pig's aim simply to grow stronger? Well then — if he could strengthen General Weiwu, he could certainly strengthen the Thunder Pig as well!
At present the Thunder Pig was only at the mid Yellow rank, and he could raise it to the early Profound rank! Dangled such a prospect, would the little creature follow him?
Having finished the herbs, the Thunder Pig's true qi had increased slightly. Wei Zhao could sense it, but it was so very slight — negligible would be the word for it.
His mind made up, Wei Zhao strode over and came to stand beside the Thunder Pig.
The little creature seemed a little afraid of Wei Zhao, but it likely understood that he was an expert at the peak of the mid Profound rank, more than it could contend with; so though frightened, it dared not flee.
Wei Zhao bent down and laid a hand on the Thunder Pig, then worked the Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art and passed a thread of energy into it.
The energy entered the Thunder Pig's body and in an instant became true qi, merging with its own — and just like that, its strength rose a level. Wei Zhao had transmitted only a tiny bit of energy, yet it far exceeded what the Thunder Pig had gained from all the herbs it had just eaten. The difference was nothing less than that between heaven and earth.
And Wei Zhao had given it only the merest taste of sweetness.
Seeing his idea succeed, Wei Zhao breathed a sigh of relief. It appeared that this little creature, like General Weiwu, practiced no mental cultivation formula at all; the true qi in its body was drawn in purely by passive means, much as it made use of treasures of heaven and earth.
Perhaps this was where spirit beasts differed from human cultivators.
This single act of Wei Zhao's made the Thunder Pig's eyes go wide, and it stared at him in something like disbelief. The little creature was no fool; it could naturally tell how vast the difference was between this thread of energy from Wei Zhao and the effects of the herbs it had been eating.
The benefit Wei Zhao had just given it was far greater than eating dried herbs for years on end.