Little Mushroom?
What the hell?
The Underworld Dao Flower was completely dumbstruck.
What did An Lin's compliment just then have to do with the name Little Mushroom?
Not only the Underworld Dao Flower, but even Ding Xiaoru and Li Yiyin were also dumbstruck.
"Hmm … Giant An Lin's naming skills have improved. In the past, he only used to use two words, but now he's using three words!"
"Pffft …" Xu Xiaolan couldn't help but burst into laughter.
The Underworld Dao Flower stared blankly at An Lin. All ninety-nine of its petals were completely dumbstruck, as if to say, "Are you serious?"
An Lin stroked the petals with a doting smile. "Little Mushroom, you're going to be called Little Mushroom from now on. It's so adorable and pleasing to the eye."
Boom! The Underworld Dao Flower felt as if it had been struck by lightning, and it was rooted to the spot before a look of utter despair appeared on its face.
I'm the Underworld Dao Flower that lives in the Opposite Shore Realm, and I'm the emperor of all flowers, yet I have to use a name like Little Mushroom?!
The Underworld Dao Flower really wanted to spit at An Lin.
However, when it caught sight of Xu Xiaolan, it inexplicably cowered and could only wipe away its tears.
If it weren't for the fact that it was wary of Xu Xiaolan, it wouldn't have been reduced to this state!
"By the way, Little Mushroom, do you know how to fight?" An Lin asked.
The Underworld Dao Flower faltered slightly before shaking its head and looking at An Lin with a cold expression.
An Lin nodded upon hearing this. He wasn't expecting a flower that only knew how to spit saliva to fight.
"How about this? Go photosynthesize in Little Na's Spatial Pokeball first, and I'll bring you out after Little Lan and I take care of our business," An Lin suggested.
The Underworld Dao Flower faltered again. At this moment, a ball of light had already flown toward it. The ball of light split open, from within which burst forth a dazzling rainbow light, accompanied by an extremely powerful spatial suction force.
"No …" the Underworld Dao Flower suddenly yelled with grief and indignation, "I don't know how to photosynthesize!"
Hua!
The Underworld Dao Flower had been sucked into the Pokeball.
The world suddenly fell silent.
An Lin came to a sudden realization, and he clapped his hands together. "That's right! There's no sun in the Opposite Shore Realm, so how are the Underworld Dao Flowers supposed to survive?"
Ding Xiaoru's lips twitched, and he repressed the urge to retort as he patiently explained, "The Underworld Dao Flower has already attained enlightenment, so there's no need for it to replenish its energy. Heaven and earth will bestow energy upon it …"
An Lin was astonished. "The heavens are feeding it?"
Ding Xiaoru nodded. "However, the Infernal Dao Flower likes Yin-type energy. If you want to make it more powerful, you can have it absorb more Yin Qi, Death Qi, Hell Qi …"
An Lin kept this in mind and kept nodding his head.
As its master, he had to nurture his pet beast and make it stronger. This was something he had to be responsible for.
"Give her the Yin energy? Little Na can do it. " Tina patted her little chest and adjusted the flow of vital energy within the Pokeball before converging all of the Yin-type energy toward the Underworld Dao Flower.
An Lin expressed his gratitude to Ding Xiaoru again. "Thank you for the flower, Senior."
Ding Xiaoru also expressed his gratitude to An Lin. "Thank you, Mr. An Lin, for helping me find happiness again."
The two of them exchanged pleasantries, as if they regretted not having met sooner.
"What are you going to do next, Mr. An Lin? Perhaps I can help you. " Ding Xiaoru knew that An Lin and Xu Xiaolan definitely hadn't come to the Opposite Shore Realm just to have some fun. Perhaps he could be of some help as well?
"Er …" An Lin suddenly didn't know what to say.
Was he supposed to tell the truth? Was he supposed to go beat the crap out of the Dark Spirit King?
One had to realize, this was Patriarch Zhu Yin's territory! Was Patriarch Zhu Yin going to forgive him like he had forgiven Li Yiyin?
"Could it be that you have some difficulties, Mr. An Lin?" Ding Xiaoru patted his chest upon seeing the conflicted expression on An Lin's face. "Don't worry. Tell me if you have any difficulties, and I'll do my best to help you!"
To be honest, An Lin had helped him find his lover and return to the God of Creation Stage, so he felt like a gift from the Underworld Dao Flower wasn't enough to express his gratitude.
Setting aside their differences, An Lin could be considered a friend now. When a friend encountered a problem, especially in the Opposite Shore Realm, An Lin was more than happy to lend a hand.
"This … Are you serious?" An Lin asked after a momentary hesitation.
Ding Xiaoru patted his chest. "Why would I lie to you? Tell me! I swear on my name as Patriarch Zhu Yin that I'll do my best to help you, Mr. An Lin, if you encounter any difficulties in the Opposite Shore Realm! "
"You're the one who said that …" An Lin paused momentarily before continuing, "What I want to say is that Xiaolan and I came here to beat the crap out of the Dark Spirit King …"
Everyone suddenly fell silent.
Ding Xiaoru's confident expression stiffened.
"What?" Ding Xiaoru's face convulsed.
"I want to beat the crap out of the Dark Spirit King …" An Lin replied.
Ding Xiaoru: "…"
Li Yiyin: "…"
"Er …" Ding Xiaoru's flesh crawled. "May I ask why Mr. An Lin wants to beat up the Dark Spirit King?"
He didn't have many dealings with the Dark Spirit King, but the Dark Spirit King was a Dao Integration Stage super mighty figure of the Opposite Shore Realm, after all, and it could be said to be the face of the Opposite Shore Realm. An Lin wanted to beat up such a powerful being right in front of a paramount god of the Ghost Tribe …
Wasn't that a slap to the face?!
Wait, didn't I just encourage An Lin to say this?
And I swore on my name as Patriarch Zhu Yin that I'll do my best to help Mr. An Lin encounter any difficulties in the Opposite Shore Realm?
Ding Xiaoru wanted to throw up blood upon thinking of this.
He had just slapped himself in the face!
"I just don't like the Dark Spirit King, so I want to beat it up," An Lin replied in a straightforward manner.
Ding Xiaoru thought about it for a moment before asking, "Is it because it joined the Heavenly Human Tribe United Army?"
An Lin nodded and didn't deny this.
Ding Xiaoru massaged his brows with a vexed expression. "How about this? We'll just beat it up and teach it a lesson. We won't beat it to death, alright?"
An Lin, Xu Xiaolan, and Tina were all astonished upon hearing this.
"You, you mean us?" An Lin was extremely incredulous.
"Hmm, I said I would help you, and I swore on my name as Patriarch Zhu Yin. Am I going to go back on my word?" Ding Xiaoru spoke with an aggrieved expression.
He was a paramount god of the Ghost Tribe, and he was going to follow through on his word even if he had to shed tears. How could he go back on his word?
Xu Xiaolan still felt like this was extremely absurd.
They should be thanking the heavens that Patriarch Zhu Yin wasn't going to stop them, but now, he was volunteering to help them? Wasn't this a little too far-fetched?!
"Really?" Xu Xiaolan couldn't help but reconfirm.
Ding Xiaoru waved a hand through the air. "I, Zhu Yin, am a man of my word! I also know where the Dark Spirit King is, and I'll take you there right now! "
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