The Flower of Soul Control

A heavy rain washed away the dust and haze from the city, and several emerald green birds chirped and twittered on a glass artificial tree.

In the New Summer Federation, Star City, at the intersection of South Cross Street, adjacent to the Lower City in the Upper District, there is a small Beast Taming Shop.

A boy who had fainted was lying on a mat, his hands clasped together in front of his chest as if in prayer.

Through the white shirt, it was clear that at least half of the boy's body had turned purplish-black.

A butterfly the size of a millstone, with a pair of emerald green wings adorned with intricate white patterns, was occasionally probing its slender proboscis into the boy's body.

Each time the butterfly probed its proboscis into the boy's body, it would emit a refreshing yet slightly bitter energy.

The man who was directing the strange butterfly frowned and said.

"I was bitten by a Ghost Hairy Spider, and it took so long to get treatment."

"Your shop keeps and sells ghost spiny spiders. Are you unaware that the venom of these spiders can affect the nervous system and brain?"

"Your young master's life has been saved. After my poison-removing jade butterfly draws out all the toxins, he will be able to wake up after a few hours of rest."

"I can't guarantee whether my mind will still be clear."

The old man and the young girl standing to the side had expressions of both fear and worry on their faces.

The two exchanged a glance. The old man's terrified expression subsided, but his worry remained.

The girl's heartstrings loosened, and she couldn't help but burst into tears.

The man who was directing the emerald green butterfly first touched its antennae, then took out a handkerchief to wipe the butterfly beast's mouthparts, which were stained with the boy's blood, before speaking.

"When I get back, I will cross out my medical eligibility for this year."

"She's just been detoxified, so she should eat more nourishing foods after she wakes up."

After saying that, a burst of energy flashed by, and the emerald green butterfly disappeared in front of the man, while an inconspicuous butterfly-shaped pattern appeared on the man's left arm.

After the man left, the old man took a towel soaked in warm water and carefully wiped the dirt off the boy's wound.

"Although the young master has some intellectual problems, he shouldn't be so foolish as to reach in and feed the gray worms to the Ghost Shadow Hairy Spider."

The girl, who had stopped sobbing, picked up the six-fold communicator that had fallen to the ground, and the screen lit up.

The inscription read, "Don't panic if you're bitten by a Ghostly Hairy Spider. Drink plenty of hot water and Banlangen (Isatis root), then clean the wound. Find a cool, well-ventilated shady spot under a tree to lie down and prevent the body from rotting. If possible, it's best to place a mat underneath you."

Seeing the content on her phone screen, the girl gritted her teeth. No wonder the young master had laid out a mat under himself in the room where ice flowers were arranged.

Damn it, I don't know which unscrupulous netizen posted this message, it almost ruined the young master's life.

The girl, who was getting angrier the more she thought about it, suddenly remembered something, sighed softly, and looked at the pale-faced boy with his eyes closed on the bed with his clear eyes.

If only the young master hadn't hit his head in that accident!

At this moment, Zhongyi is in a state of extreme clarity, able to clearly perceive his surroundings.

Not only can you hear the conversation between the old man and the girl, but you can also see your own body lying on the bed from a god's-eye view.

Zhong Yi never expected that something like time travel would happen to her.

Moreover, Zhong Yi felt a strange sense of familiarity with the world he had traveled to; he felt as if he had heard the name Ghost Shadow Hairy Spider somewhere before.

The Ghost Spider is a basic Insect-type Beast. Unevolved individuals are mostly ordinary Beasts, and it possesses a strong combination of neurotoxins and hemotoxins.

They are timid and sensitive, and when provoked, they will not kick their fur as a warning, but will nervously bite their target.

This data appeared directly in Zhong Yi's mind.

Zhongyi looked around and saw a pot of silver-blue ice flowers with serrated petals on the stone table.

Three squirrels with long, light brown tails that constantly swept the ground like feather dusters.

The ratio of its long tail to its body is an astonishing nine to one.

Data related to the cleaning mice also came to Zhongyi's mind.

These creatures were all too familiar to Zhongyi, because they were the very creatures Zhongyi had created before his transmigration.

Before transmigrating, Zhong Yi was a game designer who independently designed a beast-taming game.

This game focuses on raising pets, and Zhongyi handled the entire game's background setting and the pet data himself.

However, after outsourcing the game's publishing, the game's development was not satisfactory, and it had almost no players left in less than two years.

The main reason is that this game has too many pay-to-win systems, and the incentive to spend money is astonishing.

Moreover, the process of raising pets is too complicated, and few players can stick with it for a long time. However, this game still brought Zhong Yi a considerable income.

Before the server shut down, Zhong Yi manipulated his account and completed the game with only one percent of his health remaining. In the final secret realm, he obtained a seed that emitted a faint blue-purple light.

This seed left Zhong Yi completely baffled; she didn't recall designing anything like it in the game.

Time seemed to freeze the moment Zhongyi added the seed to his game account inventory.

By the time Zhongyi came to her senses, she had already confirmed that she had been transported to the game world she had designed.

Before Zhongyi could compose herself, she felt a sharp pain in her soul.

If Zhongyi's soul is likened to soil, then that deep blue seed has already taken root in Zhongyi's soul, and is constantly extending its shimmering roots to merge with Zhongyi's soul.

A translucent stem also broke through the seed coat and continued to grow upwards.

During this process, Zhongyi felt as if the energy in her soul was being frantically drained by this budding seed.

Just as Zhong Yi felt increasingly weak and his soul could dissipate at any moment, a surge of powerful energy was transmitted back into Zhong Yi's soul through the seed.

In that instant, a bewitching blue flower with petals like tendrils bloomed serenely on Zhongyi's soul.

An indescribable feeling of immense awe and wonder arose in Zhongyi's heart.

Zhongyi could clearly feel that this blooming, enchanting flower was conveying an extremely intimate emotion to her.

It's like a three- or four-year-old child waiting to be dismissed from kindergarten, seeing their mother.

This is an instinctive closeness, etched into our DNA and bone marrow.

A name naturally came to mind: Soul Flower!

At the same time, Zhong Yi suddenly noticed a figure wearing a robe interwoven with gold and green, whose entire body was shrouded in the robe, being enveloped by the roots of this eerie blue flower.

This figure, exuding majestic power and filled with sacred and natural aura, looked as pitiful as an old master who had been knocked to the ground by a single punch, unable even to struggle.