Chapter 542
Subspecies
Hearing Song Changsheng's words, Song Youfu immediately rushed back at the speed of a 100-meter sprint, and said expectantly: "Grandson is here, grandson is here, Uncle Nine, have you changed your mind?"
"I just suddenly remembered that you seemed to have brought back a little demon. I have nothing to do right now, so I'll take a look for you."
It’s not that Song Changsheng is very curious, or that he covets the opportunities of the younger generation. It’s just that when he heard Song Youfu describe the appearance and behavior of the little mouse demon, he felt it was somewhat familiar and wanted to confirm it further.
A hint of resentment suddenly appeared on Song Youfu's round face, but he still obediently took out the plump little mouse monster from his sleeve.
The moment the little mouse demon saw Song Changsheng, it seemed to explode. All the hair on its body stood up like a hedgehog, and its pair of obsidian eyes turned restlessly.
Looking at the little mouse demon that was shaking with fear, Song Youfu couldn't help but say speechlessly: "What are you afraid of? Uncle Nine is just watching, he won't eat you."
How could he know that to this little mouse demon, the aura emanating from Song Changsheng was no different from that of the big demons that dominated their tribe.
Among the monsters, the upper and lower levels are the most distinct. The little mouse monsters are at the absolute bottom. They have performed very well by not being frightened to death when facing the big monsters.
Song Changsheng just waved his hand slightly, and the little mouse demon was horrified to find that it was flying in front of him uncontrollably. In front of those huge and sharp eyes, it felt as if it was completely seen through, without a single secret.
Song Changsheng naturally didn't know what the little guy was thinking. In fact, the moment he saw it, he had confirmed his inner guess.
The reason he kept staring at it was because he was recalling related information.
After a while, he withdrew his gaze and murmured softly, "It turns out to be a subspecies. It's a pity, but there is still a chance for it to evolve in that direction in the future."
Song Youfu couldn't help but ask curiously, "Uncle Nine, what's wrong with this rat demon?"
Song Changsheng came back to his senses, chuckled and shook his head, then stood up and said, "Youfu, Youfu, your name is really not wrong at all. Fortunately, you are greedy enough, otherwise you would have missed another great opportunity."
"Ah? Uncle Nine, you are not talking about this little mouse monster, right? Although its intelligence is higher than ordinary monsters, it is not a great opportunity, right?" Song Youfu's heart, which was originally a little excited, suddenly cooled down.
"You, you, what can I say about you?" Song Changsheng stretched out his hand and tapped him a few times, and said with a look of disappointment: "I told you to read more, but you indulged in those biographies and novels all day long. Now that the opportunity has been presented to you, you still don't realize it. You are really ignorant and incompetent."
Song Youfu stretched out his hand and scratched his head awkwardly, "So you know everything."
He used to think that he had done it very secretly, but he didn't expect that Song Changsheng knew everything about it, but he just didn't expose him.
Song Changsheng snorted and pointed at the little mouse demon floating in the air in front of him and said, "Can you recognize its species?"
"Uh... this should be the [Silver-ringed Rat], right?" Song Youfu said uncertainly.
"Since you can recognize this as a [Silver Ring Rat], don't you know what bloodline it has?"
"What kind of bloodline could be in the body of the [Silver-Ringed Rat]..." Song Youfu looked puzzled. Seeing that Song Changsheng's face was getting darker and darker, he hurriedly began to dig into his memory, looking for information about the [Silver-Ringed Rat].
After thinking hard for a quarter of an hour, he finally remembered it and blurted out: "The Silver Ring Rat has a trace of the Treasure Hunting Rat's bloodline in its body!"
Song Changsheng's face, which was as red as the bottom of a pot, suddenly relaxed, and he nodded slightly and said, "The fact that he can remember it means that there is still hope. This is a reverted [Silver Ring Rat].
Because the blood force in its body has not been fully stimulated, its appearance is more like a [Silver Ring Rat].
When it breaks through the second stage and begins to stimulate its own bloodline power, some of its appearance features will begin to move closer to the direction of the [Treasure Hunting Rat].
Once it breaks through the third stage and the blood power in its body is fully released, it will become a true [Silver Ring Treasure Hunting Rat]. Do you think this is a great opportunity?"
After listening to Song Changsheng's narration, Song Youfu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at the rat demon as if he was looking at a rare treasure. The rat demon was so scared that it subconsciously moved towards Song Changsheng's direction.
Song Youfu grabbed it and looked at it over and over again. He was overjoyed and said, "No wonder there are so many good things in its cave. It turns out that it has reverted to its original form. I almost sold you for an ordinary [Silver Ring Rat]."
Speaking of this, he felt a little scared in his heart. When he came back, he passed by Wangyue Market. A beautiful female cultivator took a fancy to the rat demon and offered fifty low-grade spirit stones to buy it.
He was very tempted at that time, but at that time he only wanted to refine the [Dragon String Bow] first, so he ignored the other party. Thinking about it afterwards, he felt a little regretful.
Looking back now, this decision was extremely wise. This was a [Treasure Hunting Rat]. Even though it was only a subspecies, it was still a [Treasure Hunting Rat]. Let alone fifty low-grade spirit stones, even if he was given five thousand or fifty thousand spirit stones, he would not be able to make a move.
"God is helping me." Song Youfu sighed sincerely.
This was originally just an ordinary sigh, but Song Changsheng agreed deeply after hearing it. It seemed that God was helping him. The gains from this trip down the mountain made him, who always had good luck, feel a little envious.
Sometimes he even wondered if Song Youfu had some special physique.
But ever since the incident with Song Qingyun, the Song family purchased several sets of spirit-testing platforms from Luoxia City that could detect special physiques and bloodlines. Later, the new generation of the Song family members all used the spirit-testing platforms purchased from Luoxia City to test their spirits, so there should be no possibility of errors or omissions.
After much thought, he could only attribute it to the fact that Song Youfu himself was blessed with good fortune.
Good fortune is like a person's luck. It cannot be seen or touched, and it cannot be quantified. However, it does exist and is constantly changing with many factors such as environment, personality, age, etc.
People with great fortune can often turn misfortune into fortune, and can also gain many benefits inadvertently.
Song Youfu’s experience going down the mountain this time is the best proof of this.
Spiritual weapons have spirits, and magic weapons also have spirits.
Generally speaking, when the master dies, the spiritual weapon gains freedom. At this time, most of them will choose to escape. However, because of his timidity, Song Youfu waited for two days and one night. During such a long time, Xuan Chengzi's handle [Jinghong Sword] should have escaped long ago, but it was there waiting for Song Youfu.
The same principle applies to the [Dragon String Bow]. When he was helping Song Youfu refine this magic weapon just now, he clearly felt the existence of the spirit of the weapon.
A magical weapon with a spirit could have controlled its main body and left on its own after the death of Wang Lao Mo, but it did not. Instead, it stayed where it was, as if it was waiting for Song Youfu.
This is actually a manifestation of the magic weapon choosing its master. With Song Youfu's cultivation, it is absolutely impossible for him to be favored by a magic weapon, and the reason why [Dragon String Bow] made this choice should be because it was attracted by his good fortune or luck.
Apart from this, Song Changsheng could not find any other reasonable explanation.
In addition, the [Treasure Hunting Rat] is also a representative of deep blessings. Because of this, it can easily find all kinds of treasures in the world.
Two creatures with a deep connection will be attracted to each other, so the meeting between the little mouse demon and Song Youfu is not accidental, but the result of "like attracts like".
If this blessing could always accompany Song Youfu, his future path would surely be smooth, and even the Song family might benefit from it.
If a person has luck, his family will naturally have luck as well.
The fortune of a family will affect everyone in the family, and vice versa, the fortune of each member of the family will also affect the fortune of the family, whether good or bad.
This [Silver Ring Treasure Hunting Rat] seems to be an opportunity belonging to Song Youfu, but if you put yourself in his shoes, isn’t this also a great opportunity for the Song family?
Thinking of this, an inexplicable smile suddenly appeared on Song Changsheng's lips. A hundred uses of the [Treasure Hunting Rat] had already emerged in his mind.
Song Youfu naturally had no idea what Song Changsheng was thinking. He was still immersed in the joy of the little mouse demon "transforming" into the [Silver Ring Treasure Hunting Mouse] and couldn't extricate himself.
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Seeing this, Song Changsheng was moved and said, "Youfu, are you willing to sign an equal contract with it?"
"Yes, grandson."
Song Youfu naturally agreed to such a good thing. It would have been fine if he didn't know the value of this little mouse monster, but now that he knew it, there was no reason for him to let it go.
Song Changsheng nodded slightly, stretched out his hand and made a slight stroke in the air, and a tiny wound appeared on the fingertips of Song Youfu and the [Silver Ring Rat].
With a wave of his hand, two drops of blood oozed out from the wounds of the man and the rat respectively, and merged into one in mid-air.
Then Song Changsheng muttered a few words softly, and the drop of fused blood instantly exploded, forming a contract written in blood in the air.
This blood contract contains a trace of the power of the laws of heaven. As long as both parties to the contract leave a spiritual imprint on it, both parties will be completely bound together, and they will prosper together and suffer together, and the contract cannot be terminated unilaterally.
Song Changsheng signed an equal contract with them, so there was no question of who was the master and who was the servant between the two, and the rights and obligations they each had were exactly the same.
Seeing Song Youfu standing there in a daze, Song Changsheng hurriedly urged him, "Separate a ray of your consciousness and leave your name on the contract."
Song Youfu hurriedly did as he was told and left his name on the left side of the contract in the form of a spiritual imprint.
The rat demon was still in a daze at the moment and had no idea what it was doing. Naturally, it was impossible for it to leave a spiritual mark on itself, and it didn't even have a name.
In desperation, Song Changsheng had to help it draw out a wisp of spiritual consciousness and left the words "Silver Ring" on the contract as its name.
There are actually risks in doing this. If the rat demon shows even the slightest dissatisfaction during the contract signing process, the contract will fail, and Song Youfu will then suffer a slight backlash.
Fortunately, Song Youfu was strong enough. Although the mouse demon didn't know what he was doing, he didn't reject it, making the signing of the contract unusually smooth.
When the word "Silver Ring" was written, the blood contract in the air suddenly emitted a hazy light, and then suddenly shrank, turning into a drop of bright red blood again, and then split into two, merging into the bodies of Song Youfu and the mouse demon respectively.
A subtle connection was immediately established between the man and the beast. You are in me and I am in you. This unprecedented wonderful feeling made both of them feel very novel.
Looking at Song Youfu's excited face, Song Changsheng earnestly warned him: "Although the contract has been signed, you still have to pay more attention to the subsequent training issues. Don't be perfunctory like you did in the past. You should communicate more with Youbai in this regard. When it comes to taming beasts, no one in the family can match him."
Hearing this, Song Youfu immediately put away the smile on his face and said seriously: "Please rest assured, Uncle Nine, I already know I was wrong. I will work hard to cultivate in the future and live up to the expectations of Uncle Nine and the family."
Song Changsheng nodded with satisfaction and said, "Well, it's rare that you have such awareness, so hurry up and go to the cold pool to practice. According to the time, the fierce essence in your body should burst out."
"Then my grandson will take his leave now." Song Youfu bowed and finally left Ruyun Hall respectfully, but he returned not long after.
"Do you still have any questions?" Song Changsheng was a little puzzled.
Song Youfu rubbed his hands awkwardly and said, "It's like this. When I took the treasure, my grandson promised these people that I would find a Feng Shui treasured place to bury their bodies. After thinking about it, my grandson feels that the Feng Shui of Wangyue Mountain Range is the best in the whole Lingzhou. You see..."
Song Changsheng was a little surprised when he heard this. He thought Song Youfu was just talking casually, but he didn't expect him to be serious. This was quite commendable. He couldn't help but praise him and said, "You are a man who keeps his promises. No problem, you can be buried anywhere except Cangmang Peak."
"Thank you, Uncle Nine!" Song Youfu was overjoyed, and then left with many thanks.
After leaving Ruoyun Palace, he went straight to a small river at the foot of Cangmang Peak.
Soon, three low graves appeared beside the quiet river.
Xuan Chengzi and Wang Laomo probably never dreamed that the two mortal enemies would be buried together after their death.
Fortunately, they both died peacefully, otherwise they would have crawled out of their graves and strangled Song Youfu, the wicked guy.
In fact, Song Youfu had also considered this problem, so he deliberately buried the body of his "colleague" between the two of them.
But he seemed to have overlooked one thing. To Xuan Chengzi, these two people were equally hateful...
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(End of this chapter)