Supreme Tamer

Chapter 1015: Chapter 880: It Hid to the Side Chapter 1015: Chapter 880: It Hid to the Side In the City Lord’s Mansion, everyone, as per Flower Emperor Master Xia Zhixian’s instruction, scattered to the four corners of the city, ready for any emergency.

Li Guang and Elder Duan continued to search for the source of this phenomenon, certain that the appearance of so many Black Spirit Butterflies portended something, or hid something.

“Lord, what’s wrong?” Flower Emperor Master Xia Zhixian asked the Empress, puzzled.

“I just feel there’s a presence in this city that I find repulsive.” The woman’s sixth sense was very sharp and she would often feel irritable before the emergence of certain dangerous presences.

On that night of nature’s splendor, she had felt this irritability.

“Is it caused by that?” Xia Zhixian inquired.

The Empress shook her head, remarking, “It’s a person, I don’t know who, but he definitely harbored a strong hostility towards me at some point.”

Evil, wicked, angry, vengeful—these negative emotions were easily detected by the Empress, skilled with various mental abilities. This was not an illusion.

“Should I find him for you?” asked Flower Emperor Master Xia Zhixian.

“No need, this person is well-hidden. His hatred and anger are intense, and I believe he will show himself sooner or later.” The Empress slowly stood up, trailing her noble gown, taking a few steps outside the hall. As she reached the side door, she paused and added lightly, “Cheng Mo’s existence, he probably died in this city about one hundred fifty years ago. What I’ve had you searching for in Xiangrong City is his legacy.”

Xia Zhixian also started walking, barely keeping pace with her Lord, her bright eyes betraying a hint of surprise.

“Then these Black Spirit Butterflies…” Xia Zhixian, herself a city master, was unaware that Xiangrong City had once seen the presence of someone who likely surpassed even the Alliance Master in strength.

“It’s probably as Li Guang said, they’re his Soul Pets. This creature has been hiding near Xiangrong City all along, and our actions have likely disturbed it, which has been mourning for its master this whole time,” the Empress said.

“Shall we continue then? We have been searching for so many years with no results…” Xia Zhixian asked.

“It appearing means we are very close to success,” said the Empress, her lips curving into a wise smile.

…

On the quaint and unique green-shaded pathway, a group of vibrantly colored Spirit Butterflies stirred up a chaotic airflow, slicing through the surrounding tree crowns like a sharp blade.

Leaves were split in half, slowly falling to the ground.

The Spirit Butterflies usually flew leisurely within the city, so this rapid passage was particularly unusual.

However, upon closer observation, one could notice a cold and exquisite black figure leading the colorful troupe.

This shadowy figure darted through the alleyways, agilely dodging the attacking Spirit Butterflies, before swiftly entering a yard scented with the fragrance of medicine.

The colorful Spirit Butterflies seemed enraged, swirling outside the Pharmaceutical Courtyard, yet they hesitated to enter for a long while.

Suddenly, a rich scent of darkness was released from within the courtyard, sweeping toward the periphery!

To others, it may have just seemed like a gust of cool wind blowing out from the yard, but the sensitive Spirit Butterflies could feel the fearful dark aura mixed with the air current.

“Puff puff puff puff puff puff~~~~~~~~~~~”
The panicked Spirit Butterflies dared not linger outside the courtyard any longer and scattered in all directions.

Inside the courtyard, a sinister man dressed in white tight-fitting clothes retracted his aura and slowly walked over to the wounded Black Spirit Butterfly.

“I know you’re different from them, it’s just a shame that the Spirit Butterflies here seem unable to tell the difference,” Chu Mu said, extending his hands to lift the Black Spirit Butterfly that had been following him for a while.

The Black Spirit Butterfly’s eyes were also black as it stared at Chu Mu, its gaze defiant.

“I’ll have my wife treat you,” Chu Mu said as he walked to the Pharmacy, placing the injured Spirit Butterfly in front of Ye Qingzi.

Ye Qingzi naturally heard the words Chu Mu said to the Black Spirit Butterfly in the courtyard; she mumbled to herself about how Chu Mu’s skin was getting thicker—he even took advantage of talking to a black Spirit Butterfly.

“It’s not serious,” Ye Qingzi commented, adept at treating such injuries. After summoning her Flower type Lingyin Qie and sprinkling a few skills, following with some medicine, the black little creature regained its vitality.

After recovering, the Black Spirit Butterfly perched again on Chu Mu’s shoulder, its eyes both aloof and lively as it surveyed its surroundings.

“Chu Mu, it seems to like you very much, why don’t you keep it as a pet?” Ye Qingzi suggested with a smile.

“It doesn’t like me; it’s ostracized and lonely with nowhere to go,” Chu Mu replied.

In all of Xiangrong City, Chu Mu had only seen this one Black Spirit Butterfly. Its distinct color and dark aura made it hard for it to mingle with the other Spirit Butterflies.

Every Spirit Butterfly needed a companion, so when Chu Mu dispersed the others, this one chose to draw near to Chu Mu.

“Is it because of the special nature of Soul Pet Trainers that you can communicate with certain creatures in a unique way?” Ye Qingzi asked curiously.

“Actually, if you just observe them carefully and look into their eyes, you can understand what every Soul Pet wants to say,” Chu Mu spoke with a smile.

These words had been told to Chu Mu by Chu Tianmang. Although Chu Mu could not make every Soul Pet draw near to him like Ning Man’er did, he was truly capable of resonating with any living creature that had a soul because he tried to see everything from the perspective of Soul Pets.

“Brother!”

Suddenly, Ning Man’er’s crisp voice came from outside the Pharmacy, “The blind Grandpa has arrived.”

“You keep compounding; I won’t disturb you anymore,” Chu Mu said as he hugged Ye Qingzi and gently kissed her lips.

“Mhm, the Spirit Items for the Demon Tree Warrior will be ready soon, and the quality should be even higher this time,” Ye Qingzi said.

When Chu Mu had encountered the Blind Old Man for the second time at the library, he had engaged in a lengthy conversation with him.

Chu Mu found out that this Blind Elder was incredibly knowledgeable, not any less than Master Li’s encyclopedic knowledge. Chu Mu happened to have a lot of questions about the Seven-Mind cultivation and how to improve the strength of Soul Pets, so he sought the Blind Elder’s guidance.

The Blind Elder provided Chu Mu with answers to all his questions.

Chu Mu was currently stagnated at the Seventh Level, primarily because of his other strengths.

The Blind Old Man also told Chu Mu that it was extremely difficult to substantially boost a Soul Pet Master’s soul strength with just one or two soul contracts. Rather, it was essential to improve the strength of each Single Spirit and most Soul Pets under contract, since this was the key factor that turbocharged the cultivation advancement of a Soul Pet Master.

For those Soul Pets that were far away or disconnected from his soul, their advancements would resonate and elevate Chu Mu’s own spirit. Meanwhile, the Soul Pets by his side, the Ghost Dome King at the Medium Emperor rank, the Demon Tree Warrior at Intermediate Emperor rank, and the Wind-binding Spirit at Intermediate Emperor rank, all had room to improve. He needed to boost their strength as well so that the overall growth potential for his Soul Sense could increase.

At the Soul Emperor level, the spirit was made up of five souls, and then every three levels there would be one soul contract. The sum of all soul contracts represented a Soul Pet Master’s complete soul. If the strength of the Soul Pets in two or three soul contracts was low, it would not affect the cultivation of the Soul Pet Master. However, if the strength of the Soul Pets in more than one-third of the contracts was lower than the Soul Sense of the Soul Pet Master, it would have a certain impact; and if over two-thirds were lower, then the cultivation would likely reach a standstill.

This was why Soul Pet Masters rarely focused on cultivating only a few of their Soul Pets. In reality, the cultivation level of a Soul Pet Master was significantly related to each of their soul contracts, and it was best to develop them across the board.

“Old Master Chen, are you looking for me for something?” Chu Mu walked into the hall and saw the blind man sitting on a chair, and he asked somewhat curiously.

“I’m worried about it,” the Blind Old Man pointed to the Black Spirit Butterfly on Chu Mu’s shoulder and said.

“Because of the appearance of the Black Spirit Butterfly Army, it seems to have become the public enemy of the city,” Chu Mu looked at the little fellow on his shoulder and then returned his gaze to the old man, “Old Master, it should have been born in this City, right? Why is it black, could it be a Race Mutation?”

The Old Man said, “Are you interested in finding out?”

“I am a bit interested,” Chu Mu nodded.

“Have you ever heard that a black Spirit Butterfly is said to be a Soul of the Dead clinging to the world?” the Old Man said.

“Yeah, I’ve heard Elder Duan mention it,” Chu Mu had a poor impression of Elder Duan, so his reference to him was quite informal.

“It is a Ghost,” said the Old Man.

“A Ghost?” Chu Mu blinked.

A creature of the Ghost Race!!

“Its previous life was an Emperor-level Vine Family Soul Pet of a Soul Pet Master, which was forced to terminate its soul contract with its Master. After its death, I buried it in Xiangrong City. I’m not sure how, but some Companion Spirit Butterfly’s egg must have accidentally fallen onto the soil it was buried in. Butterfly eggs that enter the soil will perish, yet this egg miraculously survived nourished by the remains of that Vine Emperor, and then hatched… It is a new life but retained the fragmented memories of that Vine Emperor,” the Old Man’s tone became calm as if recounting an ordinary story.

“So, it should be a combination of the Flower Family, Insect Species, and Ghost Race Attributes?” Chu Mu inquired.

“You could say that. It’s just a pity that the Spirit Butterfly’s egg was too low-level. Though this method enabled it to be reborn, it is still far too weak. Alas, several years ago, its former Master passed through Xiangrong City…” the Old Man said.

“Why didn’t its original Master take it with him if it still retained some memories?” To Chu Mu, there were no weak Soul Pets, only weak Soul Pet Masters. Any Soul Pet could be Strengthened to a higher level.

The Old Man suddenly fell silent, “observing” Chu Mu’s face.

“He also bore the surname Chu, you give me a very similar feeling, similarly outstanding, the same divine charm…” The Blind Old Man’s face revealed a bittersweet expression of tenderness.

“Bearing the surname Chu, what is his name?” Chu Mu was stunned and quickly asked.

“You probably don’t know him…” Old Master Chen slowly stood up, leaning on his cane and walked towards the exit of the hall, his pace unceasing as he continued, “Help me look after it, this little one with a strong sense of pride.”

Chu Mu watched as the blind Elder hobbled away with his cane, and an unusual feeling arose in his heart.

…

“Oh, it’s not that he didn’t take it with him; it just hid away,” the Blind Old Man suddenly remembered something and turned back to say calmly.

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