My Master Disconnected Yet Again

Chapter 55 - The Purpose of the Withered Plant

Chapter 55: The Purpose of the Withered Plant

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“Master, are you saying that having presence is something very important?” Yi Qing asked with a face of seriousness.

Shen Ying hesitated before saying, “Uh... not exactly.” I’m just a little indignant.

“Rest assured, Master.” He stood up. “I will go and clear up the misunderstanding. It was actually Master who fought off the people from the Xuan Yuan Family, we did not even enter the back of their hall.” He then turned and intended to go downstairs to explain to those people who were in the middle of discussion.

“Get back here!” Lonemoon quickly pulled him back, frowning helplessly. “You brain damaged fan, can you calm down. If you were to just go and talk like that, would people believe you?” Moreover, with Shen Ying’s invisible nature, even if they believed, they might just forget it the next moment.

“Then... how about letting me go to the Xuan Yuan Family and get them to clear things up.” Then people should believe in it right?

“Cheh, forget it!” Lonemoon rolled his eyes and said, “The Xuan Yuan Family has never once mentioned Shen Ying’s existence, and they insist that on the day we were there, their Traveling Immortals hadn’t return. Can’t you see it?” Didn’t they do so out of embarrassment? The whole clan’s most powerful five Traveling Immortals were beaten up so badly. If the entire Upper Azure World were to find out about it, they would not be able to survive with the reputation that would follow.

“The four aristocratic families of the Upper Azure World may seem at peace with each other, but in actual fact, there are lots of overt and covert fights amongst them. Not telling the whole truth is to protect themselves. Only an idiot would tell everyone that all their experts were defeated!”

Yi Qing furrowed his brows and said, “No, I cannot let people misunderstand my master.”

“Alright, alright, keep your fan logic, your master’s nature cannot be treated!” He turned and glared at Shen Ying. “Can you manage your brain damaged fan?!”

Shen Ying finally turned back and said, “Chef, let’s talk after eating!”

“Okay Master!” Yi Qing sat back down.

Lonemoon’s mouth twitched; despite all that he said, his words weighed less than one line from someone else.

He felt regret for the 101th time — why had he stupidly followed these two worthless creatures to the Upper World, and even rashly offended an aristocratic family? Didn’t the future seem a little bleak? He sighed, and looked at the one who was distressed about her lack of presence, and the other who was unaffected and eating his meal. He suddenly recalled something. “Oh right, Shen Ying. When you went to look for the master of that family, apart from settling the score for them snatching the treasures, nothing else happened right?” He did not want to stir up any trouble.

“Nope.” Shen Ying tilted her head, but suddenly thinking of something, she then raised her head and grabbed an item off her leg. ” Radish took an extra pickle, do you count that?”

“Pickle... holy shit!” Lonemoon stood up abruptly. “That... that...”

In disbelief, he stretched out a hand and tried to grab the pickle that was between the leaves of Radish to have a closer look, but claws emerged out of Radish’s leaves.

“Ji...”

“Oh no, you...” Lonemoon turned toward Shen Ying, and then looked around the vicinity. He lowered his voice and said, “That’s not very kind. Beating them up to let off some steam was good enough, why did you snatch away the Xuan Yuan Family’s Thousand Leaves Vegetation Spirit? That is their dearest possession.” What exactly did you do to the Xuan Yuan Family’s master?

“I wasn’t the one who took it, it’s Radish who wanted it.” She spread her hands open, and despite Radish’s objections, conveniently threw the item towards Lonemoon. “You go and check with it!”

“It?” Lonemoon looked down at the radish in his hand. “So you just took it away and the master of the Xuan Yuan Family did not fight for it desperately?”

Shen Ying recalled the stiff-as-corpse people in that hall. Fight desperately... that might have been too difficult for them. “The pickle was exchanged with my dandelion. They seemed pretty happy about it.” Probably?

“How is that possible? He... huh?” He took a closer look at the Vegetation Spirit that the radish was grasping tightly onto; upon inspection with his Divine Perception, he realized that the spirit herb showed no signs of spirit perception — this vegetation spirit had already withered! Connecting the dots, he immediately understood why the Xuan Yuan Family had wanted to get their hands on Radish so badly.

“I see...” He glanced at the unwilling radish. “You little thing, you probably sensed the aura of your kind. That’s why you brought the withered plant along.”

“Ji ji ji...” Radish squeezed its way out of his hands and tried to hang back onto Shen Ying’s leg, but was glared at by the other party. Its leaves shriveled and it retracted them back in grievance.

“But what does it want to do with that withered plant?” To bury it?

Lonemoon used his Divine Perception to scan the withered Vegetation Spirit. Apart from the remnants of Spirit Qi, how could this withered plant’s medicinal value not be comparable to those dandelions?

Unless...

“Can it revive this Vegetation Spirit?!” His eyes lit up. The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed. They were both Vegetation Spirits, and were manifested from Spirit Qi. Being the same type of existence, being able to affect each other would also be normal.

The moment he said that, Shen Ying and Yi Qing could not help but look upon the Radish on the table.

“Ji?” The Radish tilted its body with a face of puzzlement.

“The lifeforce of Vegetation Spirits has always been resilient. Perhaps it can really be revived.”

“Really?” Shen Ying grew more curious as she moved in closer. “Go revive it.”

“Ji!” The Radish replied. It raised the withered leaves on its head, looked at her again as if understanding her words, and then the shriveled leaves immediately stood up. “Ji ji ji...”

It excitedly shouted for a few times, and suddenly the entire radish began to emit a green glow.

“That’s Wood Spirit aura! Seems like it’s really possible.” Lonemoon was delighted as he stared at the Radish on the table; it was his first time witnessing a resurrection technique.

Radish’s body glowed brighter and brighter; soon enough, the glow had already completely enveloped Radish. It’s fat body slowly cracked open, and the leaves on its head suddenly grew longer, growing beyond its body. It then rolled up the withered plant and placed it down. After some stirring, the leaves folded the withered vegetation spirit neatly into a square, brought it near to the line, and...

With a munch, ate it!

After a while, a loud, familiar sound was heard:

Burp~~~

Lonemoon: “...”

Yi Qing: “...”

Shen Ying: “...”

(????)?(???

So all it wanted to do was eat it up! Aren’t you a Vegetation Spirit? Breathing in Spirit Qi should be sufficient, why the need to eat the withered plant? Big plant eating the small plant... you really are a foodie that Shen Ying picked up!

Lonemoon suddenly felt like turning it into a pickle!

“Cheh, forget it, I am full!” Shen Ying sighed as she was about to stand up; it was indeed a useless vegetable.

“Master!” Yi Qing suddenly let out a gasp. “Radish...”

“Huh?” She turned back to see the burping radish emitting a red glow, transforming from a white radish to a red radish. “Is it... cooked?”

“No, it is manifesting!” Lonemoon was shocked, looking around him. “The Spirit Qi here is too messy. The Wood Spirit aura is very faint, so it will affect its manifestation.”

“There is a forest to the east of the city!” Yi Qing reminded.

“Quick, let’s go!” Lonemoon immediately grabbed the red radish from the table and the three of them summoned their spirit swords and began to fly away.

The shop owner by the door quickly walked over with a smile. “Our three...” But before he could finish, they had already disappeared into the horizon.

“...”

Hey, you guys haven’t paid the spirit stones?