Although he already had a general idea in mind, Qin Ming still wanted to be on the safe side.

He put down his backpack and took out a few spirit crystals. The spiritual energy resources here were really scarce and could not support the formation of the array crystals.

With swift movements of his fingers, spiritual energy traced intricate patterns on the surface of the spirit crystal like silk threads. In a short while, a mid-level array spirit crystal took shape.

"Don't move." He waved the spirit crystal in his hand at the jujube tree.

"What's this?" A branch of the jujube tree curiously approached, then withdrew. "The tree is a little flustered."

Qin Ming ignored it, injected spiritual energy into the spirit crystal to activate it, and a soft halo enveloped the entire crooked tree.

The moment the halo of light touched the tree trunk, the jujube tree shuddered violently, its branches flailing wildly: "No, no! The tree mustn't be exposed to this 'demon-revealing mirror'!"

What kind of rubbish did Zeng Guian read to it?

Qin Ming sighed, "This... can be considered fertilizer; it's good for you!"

The jujube tree hesitated for two seconds, then shook it. "This isn't right! The tree doesn't want this! The tree only wants farmyard manure!"

Qin Ming's lips twitched; he didn't want to bother with him anymore.

The halo deepened, and the jujube tree reacted more violently: "Have mercy, sir! The tree really doesn't want this! This thing pricks trees! Ouch—"

However, as time went on, its struggles gradually weakened, and the shaking of the branches turned into a slight tremor.

A few breaths later, "Huh?" the jujube tree's voice held a hint of confusion, "It seems... quite comfortable?"

Qin Ming remained expressionless.

A moment later, the jujube tree's branches had fully unfurled, and the leaves had even shone brighter: "Oh my! This...this couldn't be more perfect for a tree! Bury more, heroes!"

It even actively loosened the soil around its roots, revealing several tender white roots, desperately trying to get closer to the light.

Qin Ming: "…………"

He withdrew his hand, staring blankly at the semi-transparent panel that had appeared before him.

【Name】: Wanxiang Linggen (Jujube Tree)

[Attribute]: Illusion

[Level]: 2

[Skill]: Devour

[Evaluation]: This legendary spirit seed, due to its confused self-awareness in the past, only learned the way of producing jujubes, thus wasting its potential!

Even though he had anticipated it, Qin Ming was still somewhat on guard.

The Myriad Manifestations Spiritual Root! It truly is the Myriad Manifestations Spiritual Root!

Zeng's father was really lucky!

He casually dug up a sapling in the wild and stumbled upon a legendary species of spiritual plant. If he had that kind of luck, he could probably buy the entire town.

Where did this seedling come from? Are there any more? He wants to plant it in Little Fatty's space...

Although Little Fatty's space can't currently contain the Myriad Manifestations Spirit Root as a spirit beast, we can always imagine the future.

Little Fatty will level up eventually, and the space will expand eventually. If we could plant a Myriad Spirit Root then...

Qin Ming was having a sweet dream when he was suddenly interrupted by a series of piercing sounds.

Qin Ming wasn't the only one breaching the defenses here. The "jujube tree" shook its branches violently, causing leaves to fall with a rustling sound, and the green and red jujubes to pelt down like hail.

Qin Ming had to take two steps back to avoid being hit on the head by a falling date.

"So I'm a spirit beast!?"

Zao Shu's voice was filled with shock, confusion, and an inexplicable sense of grievance: "Then what Zeng Zhiyong is looking for is the tree!"

The jujube tree's voice suddenly rose, "If he had found the tree sooner, he wouldn't have had to go into the wild and wouldn't have gotten hurt! The tree is right here! The tree has always been here!"

Qin Ming: "…………"

Is that the crux of the matter?

He stared at the tree shaking violently, momentarily speechless.

Thinking about it carefully, it does seem to be true.

Zeng's father ventured deep into the wild and was injured, all in order to find a promising young spirit beast for Zeng Gui'an.

The spirit beast cub he was looking for had actually been planted in his own yard ten years ago, but it had never been discovered.

What is this? A cruel twist of fate? Or was this the very thing Zeng's father was destined to suffer?

Qin Ming remained silent for two seconds.

Don't say that this "jujube tree" has no fighting ability. Just based on its talent and ability, it is more than enough to be Zeng Gui'an's contracted beast.

The Myriad Spiritual Root! As long as it can be properly cultivated, what rare and precious treasures won't it offer in the future through resource exchange? Zeng Gui'an had it, and his resources became completely free.

Zeng Guian's only concern is how to keep the information confidential at this stage and prevent it from being leaked.

Otherwise, he would become a walking piece of Tang Sanzang's flesh, without even Sun Wukong to protect him.

Terrible!

Qin Ming rubbed his temples. Finding a highly aggressive spirit beast for his friend was truly an urgent matter.

Even if the Myriad Spiritual Roots are excellent, they are still auxiliary in nature. If they encounter real danger, they won't even be able to run fast.

At that time, Zeng Guian will have to protect both himself and this foolish tree, putting him under double the pressure.

Qin Ming looked at the Myriad Manifestations Spiritual Root that was still in the process of "tree life collapse" and fell into deep thought.

His father's accident had caused him some grief, but before long, this precious tree appeared before him.

Based on the tree's will and such a deep connection, Qin Ming had no intention of taking it.

Besides, this tree is a bit silly. It has been with Zeng Gui'an for ten years and he talks about it every day. Who can compare to this emotional bond?

But... it's never a problem for him to borrow his good brother's spirit beast, as long as they don't run out of things halfway through.

Qin Ming was just figuring out how to mooch fruit from the tree when the "jujube tree" gradually calmed down, its branches drooping, and the whole tree exuding an aura of "tree life confusion".

"I know you want to be Zeng Gui'an's spirit pet." Qin Ming cleared his throat, interrupting its confusion.

"But he doesn't have the ability to protect you yet, so you'd better keep things as they are for now. Wait until he gets stronger, or finds a suitable offensive spirit beast partner, before considering a contract."

"Yes, yes, safety is important!" The branches of the jujube tree suddenly stood up, and the leaves perked up.

Qin Ming was taken aback. He had prepared a whole bunch of arguments, such as "A common man is innocent, but he is guilty of possessing a treasure" and "A tree that stands out in the forest will be felled by the wind."

He even planned to describe the dangers Zeng Gui'an might encounter in the future in a more dramatic way if the tree didn't listen to his advice.

And this is how the tree reacted?

If it weren't for the deep affection he had shown earlier, and the jujubes and leaves scattered on the ground as evidence, he would have thought he was hallucinating.

It could also be due to the safety awareness that has been passed down and multiplied from generation to generation, Qin Ming pondered.

"The tree understands! The tree has been in the yard for ten years and has seen too much!" The jujube tree's branches pointed outside, "The chickens at Granny Li's house at the east end of the village were targeted because they laid eggs too often. The tree is very clever; it has always pretended to be an ordinary tree, and it's done a very good job!"

Qin Ming: "..."

So, this decade of self-perception confusion can actually be seen as a form of self-protection?

He suddenly realized that the tree wasn't so stupid after all.

"Okay, keep it up." Qin Ming nodded. "I'll tell Zeng Guian when he has the strength."

"Alright!" The jujube tree swayed happily. "Then come back often, and I'll save the biggest and sweetest jujubes for you!"

Qin Ming smiled, turned around and walked back.

When he pushed open the inner door of the main room, Zeng Gui'an was still sitting by the bed, watching over his father.

The person in bed is breathing steadily, so they should be in good condition.

"You're back?" Zeng Guian looked up. "My mother hasn't woken up yet, so I didn't wake her."

Qin Ming nodded, put down his backpack, and took out the ingredients that Xiao Pang had prepared: "Let's eat first, and we'll heat it up again when Auntie wakes up."

The two placed the items on the small table. The chubby boy and the chef jointly prepared a special dish of air-dried chicken, which was sliced, and a plate of dried mushrooms that had been soaked and stir-fried. The potatoes were shredded and stir-fried, along with a dish of green vegetables.

Qin Ming was worried that it would be too flashy, so he chose the most unassuming dishes. As for seafood, Little Fatty couldn't bear to part with it and didn't give it to him.

Unaware of the situation, Zeng Gui'an picked up a slice of chicken with his chopsticks, his eyes lighting up: "Wow! Qin Ming, where did you get your food? How was this chicken cooked? It's so tender and fragrant, with a unique flavor!"

"It's a bit like a chef from a prestigious academy, but it's not quite! This is amazing!"

Qin Ming, biting his chopsticks, absentmindedly replied, "Yes, such a beautiful tree!"

Zeng Guian paused with his chopsticks: "...Huh?"

Qin Ming snapped out of his daze, meeting Zeng Guian's bewildered gaze, and coughed casually, "It's nothing. Eat yours. Is Zeng's father alright?"

Zeng Guian's attention was indeed diverted. He chuckled, his face full of smugness: "With you in charge, how could it not be resolved? You're a prominent figure at the Magic City Academy!"

It's definitely the right treatment! My dad's breathing has stabilized, his temperature is normal, and the dark lines are visibly fading!

Qin Ming nodded and silently ate a few mouthfuls of rice.

Zeng Guian ate with increasing relish, stuffing his mouth full, and couldn't help but praise, "Really, Qin Ming, I've never thought food could taste so good. I've been so worried these past few days that I couldn't even drink water, but now that my dad's alright, my appetite has completely returned!"

Qin Ming looked at him and suddenly said, "Stop with the empty talk, we still need to solve the root of the problem. What kind of offensive spirit beast do you want? I'll try to figure something out for you."

After saying that, he rubbed his temples and sighed softly.

Zeng Guian was stunned, his chopsticks hovering in mid-air: "Wait, brother, why are you suddenly being so nice to me? I'm starting to panic!"

He looked Qin Ming up and down suspiciously, his eyes growing increasingly wary: "Did you do something to wrong me? Or... let me tell you, I don't have a sister, so don't expect to be my brother-in-law!"

"roll!"

Qin Ming slapped Zeng Gui'an, who nimbly dodged and chuckled.

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