The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master - Chapter 1187

Chapter 1187: He’s Already Lost

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“Dragon Spirit Grass. She actually has Dragon Spirit Grass. Doesn’t the Dragon Spirit Grass not even exist in the 33 Heavens?” Sitting on the spectator stand, the Green Concubine, who was quite knowledgeable, also found it unbelievable. One had to know that Dragon Spirit Grass could only grow in an environment with extremely dense spiritual qi. A treasure that was extinct even in the 33 Heavens would definitely not grow in the Central Continent.

The people of the Central Continent didn’t know what the Dragon Spirit Grass was, but they didn’t know it. This didn’t mean that they didn’t know how precious it was. Seeing the dense spiritual energy gathering on the Dragon Spirit Grass, those alchemists’ eyes turned red and their hearts beat rapidly. If this kind of spiritual herb was made into a Spirit Gathering Pill, its medicinal properties would definitely be extremely good.

However, it would be a waste to use a rare spiritual herb to make a Spirit Gathering Pill.

“I didn’t expect this fellow to actually have the Dragon Spirit Grass. The preciousness of this medicinal herb is something that even dragon blood, crystal fruits, and spirit bananas can’t compare to. I really don’t know what good things he’ll bring out later.” Zhu Lin was very clear in his heart that he was probably going to lose this round again.

Sure enough, a flower that resembled a phoenix’s tail and had seven-colored stamens appeared in Beiting Huang’s fair palm. A circle of feather-like leaves wrapped around the flower. Zhu Lin was almost certain that this was the Phoenix Tail Flower, which he had never seen before.

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Zhu Lin stared at the Phoenix Tail Flower with a greedy gaze. His lips were trembling fiercely, causing him to want to say something, but he could not say a word. “Phoenix… Phoenix… Phoenix Tail Flower, how is that possible?”

“Nothing is impossible!” Beiting Huang’s clear voice was cold and carried a hint of mockery. “I said that I would definitely win. You shouldn’t doubt my words at all. You can’t compare to me in terms of fire. The Nine-colored Nirvana Fire is a flame that is rooted in the world. It’s not something a mere Divine Fire like yours can compare to. As for spirit fruits and immortal herbs, so what if you have spirit bananas, crystal fruits, and dragon blood? Do you think these herbs and fruits that are only at the Divine Realm can compare to my Dragon Spirit Grass and Phoenix Tail Flower?”

The Dragon Spirit Grass and the Phoenix Tail Flower were things that he had never seen in the 33 Heavens. He had only seen them in his family’s ancient books. These herbs contained powerful energy and could even revive the dead. Only in ancient times, when the Creation God was still alive, had someone consumed them.

As for those who had consumed this herb, their meridians and blood had all reached the level of being reborn, like a god.

Was he really going to lose to Beiting Huang? Zhu Lin was indignant. He had thought of all sorts of ways to come to the Central Continent just to obtain this Soul Returning Grass. Demon Source Stones were dispensable missions to him. He did not expect to see Beiting Huang. The latter had already left a deep mark in his heart. Even if this was unethical, he could no longer control his heart.

Zhu Lin clenched his fists and stared at Beiting Huang with his red eyes. He watched as she took out several more herbs in succession. All of them were good things that were not inferior to any immortal herb or spiritual fruit he had taken out. This meant that be it the fire or the herbs, he was definitely going to lose.

“That’s great, Little Ninth is really great!” Mo Li, who was sitting in the seat, raised his fist without any care for his image and raised it fiercely. “Little Ninth’s cauldron is also very good. Very few cauldrons are better than hers. Whether it’s fire, herbs, or cauldrons, as long as nothing goes wrong, Little Ninth will definitely win.”