Chapter 47: First Spirit Pet!

“Holy f*ck! Were you the one who just spoke?” An Lin exclaimed in surprise.

An Lin looked toward the pitiful flower which had been crushed by him.

Xuanyuan Cheng and Xu Xiaolan also shuffled over and curiously sized up the little flower.

“Boo hoo… Of course it was me! Who did I offend to suffer such misfortune…”

Speaking in a tender voice, the little red flower poured out its woes.

The more An Lin looked, the more amazed he became. He squatted down and poked the little flower. “That’s weird, didn’t they say that spirits aren’t allowed to form after the founding of the people’s republic ¹ ?”

“Ow! That hurts! Why are you so cruel? I feel like I’m about to die, yet you still torment me in such a way!” The little red flower wailed loudly at An Lin as it became teary with dewdrops.

At this moment, a grave look appeared Xuanyuan Cheng’s face. “Student An Lin, this is a flower spirit which is almost about to form its spirit core. However, after being crushed by you just then, its stem snapped. I’m afraid that after its blood essence all drains out, it’ll wither away and die!”

“Hah? What can we do?” An Lin was overtaken by guilt after hearing Xuanyuan Cheng’s explanation.

This flower spirit could already speak in the human tongue. Presumably, it was a spirit which had received the blessing of the Heaven and Earth.

It wasn’t easy for the flower spirit to cultivate to such a level. If it really was crushed to death by him, An Lin would feel fairly remorseful.

Hearing Xuanyuan Cheng’s words, the little red flower knew that it was about to die. It started trembling slightly, and it almost cried itself unconscious.

“Hmm… there is indeed something we can do,” Xuanyuan Cheng muttered softly.

“What thing? Hurry up and say it!” the flower spirit exclaimed anxiously. The flower spirit felt weak all over now, and perhaps it really was about to die.

“The stem of the flower spirit has snapped, and its energy essence is flowing away continuously.

“If the flower spirit can sign a master and servant contract with a cultivator now, and the cultivator provides energy to the flower spirit through the power of the contract, then the issue of the flower spirit’s energy essence draining away will be resolved.

“If this is maintained until the flower spirit forms its spirit core, then we can break out of this dangerous situation once and for all!” Xuanyuan Cheng said solemnly.

This was a life and death situation for the flower spirit, so it didn’t hesitate for a second before exclaiming, “I’m willing, I’m willing!”

Saying this, it looked pitifully toward the three people surrounding it.

The flower knew that all three of them were cultivators. If just one of them agreed to sign a contract with it, then it would be able to survive!

“Due to circumstances surrounding my bloodline, I can’t sign such contracts carelessly.” Xu Xiaolan was the first to speak.

“The cultivation method I practice is a bit unique, so I also can’t sign such contracts carelessly.” Xuanyuan Cheng also spoke with a serious expression on his face.

Thereupon, the two people and one spirit all turned their eyes toward An Lin.

An Lin: “…”

Being the main culprit who crushed the flower spirit to near death, it was only natural that he assumed this responsibility.

However, he wasn’t a remiss person and he had to fully understand the situation first.

“Hmm… Say, can you fly?” An Lin said as he looked toward the flower spirit.

In reality, he wanted to raise an impressive Spirit Beast like Da Bai. He honestly had no interest in the flower spirit.

The flower spirit knew that its survival now depended solely on An Lin. Thus, hearing An Lin’s question, it almost burst into tears. “Have you seen any flower which flies about in the sky…?”

An Lin sighed in disappointment and continued with his questioning. “Then, do you have any special abilities?”

“Special abilities?” The flower spirit pondered for a moment before saying happily, “I can grow roots! I can photosynthesize! I can even cultivate!”

An Lin: “…”

Xuanyuan Cheng: “…”

Xu Xiaolan: “…”

Seeing the expressions on the three people’s faces, the flower spirit seemed to realize that its talents were not to their tastes. It trembled slightly and looked pitifully toward An Lin.

An Lin slapped his forehead and sighed. “So be it, it was my fault anyway. Let’s sign the contract!”

Hearing this, drops of dew once again oozed out from the flower. “Ah! Thank you! Thank you! Big Brother An Lin is such a great person!” it sobbed.

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“Don’t casually hand me a ‘nice guy card’!” An Lin glared at the flower spirit.

The flower spirit pulled back in fright, not knowing what it had done wrong.

An Lin had learned the immortal spell needed to sign the master and servant contract during his time at The United University of Cultivation. He never would have thought that he would need to use it so quickly.

He formed numerous hand seals and vital energy swarmed about. Immediately afterward, he cut his finger and a drop of blood containing a hint of gold appeared on his fingertip.

“Now, you must put down all resistance and accept my drop of blood,” An Lin said to the flower spirit.

Saying this, he dripped the golden blood essence onto the petal of the flower spirit.

The blood essence slowly seeped into the flower spirit’s body. The flower spirit moaned gently and started to tremble.

It wasn’t long before An Lin felt that there was an indescribable connection between him and the flower spirit.

At this moment, his energy essence also started streaming through the air toward the flower spirit.

An Lin sighed. He plucked the flower spirit from the ground and placed it in his pocket.

Thereupon, from this day onwards, An Lin gained one more freeloading spirit pet…

“Ahhh… Master’s pocket is so warm, I really like it!”

Feeling its life force slowly recovering, the flower spirit knew that it was time to flatter Master and make him feel happy. After all, it still had to rely on him to form its spirit core in the future!

An Lin humphed softly. “You can eat my energy essence every day, but you better pay me back in the future. One hundred spirit stones a day, no bargaining!”

“Oh, okay!” the flower spirit agreed readily.

Although it didn’t know what spirit stones were, agreeing first and not angering Master would definitely not do her wrong.

Xu Xiaolan chuckled upon seeing this. She felt that the flower spirit really was pitiful having An Lin as its master.

“That’s right, Master. I still don’t have a name yet, why don’t you give me a name.” The flower spirit had initially planned on choosing a name for itself after its transformation. However, now that it had signed a contract with An Lin, it wouldn’t be good to name itself without An Lin’s permission.

“Hmm, this is indeed a problem…”

An Lin rubbed his chin. After pondering for a moment, he said, “Your entire body is bright red, so why don’t we name you Xiao Hong ² !”

Upon hearing this, both Xuanyuan Cheng and Xu Xiaolan swayed slightly and they almost erupted.

Within the pocket, the flower spirit which was in high spirits just a moment ago also sunk into silence…

After a long while, a voice sounded.

“Master, how about you choose another name…”

A drop of dew appeared on the flower spirit’s petal, and it spoke in an upset voice.

To the flower spirit, being named Xiao Hong was not so different from humans being named things such as Li Goudan and Wang Ersha ³ …

There are hundreds of millions of flowers in this world, yet you use their color to name them… Isn’t this quite insulting to flowers?!

“Nah!”

There was a look of firm resolution on An Lin’s face. “I think that this name suits you quite well. Xiao Hong, you have to trust your master’s tastes!”

“M-hm, Xiao Hong understands… The name Master came up with is the best!” The sweet voice of the flower spirit came from his pocket.

In reality, it felt really sad! However, it still had to maintain its smile.

Who told it to be dependent upon An Lin to survive?

Hearing the flower spirit’s words, An Lin nodded in satisfaction.

Xuanyuan Cheng and Xu Xiaolan both glanced toward An Lin’s pocket with a look of sympathy in their eyes. They wanted to speak yet stopped themselves.

An Lin didn’t realize that the flower spirit had already cried a river in his pocket.

“Hmm? Why is my pocket wet? Xiao Hong, are you alright?” An Lin asked in concern.

As he was walking, An Lin realized that a small patch of his pocket had become wet.

“I-I’m alright. Xiao Hong is just a bit sad about leaving its birthplace,” the flower spirit sobbed.

Of course, it wouldn’t tell An Lin that it was crying because of the name he gave it…