There was still no movement from the coffin.
But why did these words sound so familiar to Madam Ghost Child?
Back in the Visitation Hall, Curator seemed to have said the same thing to his pet beast, babyface spider.
'As expected of Curator's disciple. Even the way they talk is the same, 'Madam Ghost Child mused.
Lin Jin stared at the motionless coffin and said helplessly, "If you're not going to come out, I'll have to pull you out myself."
Having said that, he reached into the coffin to grab it.
This made everyone's scalps tingle. Black Crow had seen something like this before so he was fine, but Evil Scholar felt goosebumps rising all over his body.
Although he had never seen it with his own eyes, he knew that Coffin Man's pet beast was definitely an anomaly even among the mutated beasts. It was practically a monster.
Yet, Appraiser Lin wasn't the least bit afraid as he reached out to grab it.
What kind of courage was this? What kind of spirit was this?
Evil Scholar was instantly convinced. If he were in Lin Jin's shoes, he would never have done this.
Even the white cat in Lin Jin's arms was so frightened that its fur stood on end. It didn't even dare to lick the pills as it stared at the coffin with fear in its eyes. Clearly, the thing inside had scared it out of its wits.
Lin Jin caressed the cat's neck with his other hand and then reached out to grab one of the zombie cthulhu's tentacles, trying to pull it out.
However, the zombie cthulhu was stubborn. No matter how Lin Jin pulled, it wouldn't come out.
This was probably a problem with its personality.
Lin Jin didn't want to force the issue. After all, he had observed everything he needed to. This zombie cthulhu was truly one of the monsters in this world. Even to Lin Jin's eyes, this creature was truly hideous. It was no wonder why it was so introverted and didn't like to meet people.
It was too ugly.
However, its strength was undeniable. Compared to Madam Ghost Child's babyface spider, the zombie cthulhu was only slightly weaker. Its biggest weapon was its tentacles, which could reach up to a hundred feet in length when extended. These tentacles were incredibly sturdy like whips that could easily crush boulders.
Not only that, but Zombie Cthulhu also had another divine ability, but his old injuries had not healed, so he could not use it at all.
Previously, Lin Jin had used its blood to appraise this monster, but now that he was touching it and seeing it with his own eyes, things were different. Strictly speaking, this zombie cthulhu was in a serious condition. The symbiosis was broken to save Coffin Man, but things weren't looking so good for the zombie cthulhu.
Not only that, but this zombie cthulhu's body was also incomplete. A few of its tentacles seemed to have been forcefully torn off by something, just like a human's arm being torn off.
All these years, this guy must have suffered a lot and suffered a lot.
Lin Jin reached out and patted Zombie Cthulhu's head. Then, with a sweep of his silver needles, they pierced several vital acupoints on his body.
The effect was to relieve its pain.
Every time this fellow attacked and waved the chain tentacles, it would tear open a wound. It hurt both others and itself. The battle with the old dragon earlier had added to its injuries.
Although Zombie Cthulhu didn't say anything, Lin Jin could tell.
After a few injections, zombie cthulhu visibly relaxed. Lin Jin patted him.
"Wait here for a moment. I'll help this white cat evolve first, then I'll treat you."
His tone was like that of an old friend. No one in the house dared to make a sound. Only then did Evil Scholar realize that Lin Jin was talking about helping the white cat evolve.
Evil Scholar was immediately overwhelmed with excitement.
The white cat was currently Rank 3. If it evolved, wouldn't it reach Rank 4?
Compared to Rank 3, Rank 4 wasn't just a difference of one realm. In this world, pet beasts that could achieve Rank 4 were few and far between.
Taking a deep breath, Evil Scholar was filled with anticipation. If the white cat was Rank 4, his ranking on the villainous experts' leaderboard would definitely rise.
Now, he didn't dare to disturb Lin Jin. He didn't even dare to let out a fart.
The white cat had finally finished licking the spirit gathering pill clean. Knowing that it was about time, Lin Jin began to stimulate the cat's organs and meridians.
The next instant, the white cat visibly enlarged. In the blink of an eye, it grew to the size of a leopard. Then, its fur fell off, its bones grew, and its eyes glowed green.
Meow!
With a meow, a shadow emerged from the white cat's body. Like a ferocious beast, it changed forms unpredictably. When the shadow appeared, many beasts in the royal city curled up in fear.
The shadow changed into different forms but the only thing that remained unchanged was its gigantic mouth.
This mouth was like a bottomless black hole that could devour everything.
Listening to the crisp sound of the white cat's bones changing, watching as its fur grew longer and its body changed, Black Crow exclaimed, "This is a complete transformation!"
When a pet beast evolved to Rank 3, it would undergo a metamorphosis, but the same couldn't be said for Rank 3 to Rank 4. The white cat had clearly experienced this once before, but this time, it underwent another metamorphosis. This could only mean that the person who helped the white cat evolve had a brilliant method.
Black Crow recalled how difficult it must have been for his black falcon to evolve to Rank 4.
Saying it was difficult was an understatement. Back then, for a chance for his black falcon to evolve, Black Crow had to compete with dozens of other experts. Back then, blood flowed like a river, all for the sake of satisfying the Rank 4 beast appraiser who helped the black falcon evolve.
That wasn't all. Black Crow remembered clearly that when the Rank 4 beast appraiser helped the black falcon evolve, the creature had a narrow escape. It went through three days and three nights, wailing in agony. Even so, the black falcon didn't undergo a complete transformation. Black Crow spent an entire year collecting all sorts of rare pills and spending god knows how much to help the black falcon evolve to Rank 4.
And looking at the Scholar's white cat, it had actually reached the fourth level.
The process was simple and easy.
This was the effect of having an expert helping the pet evolve. Could it be that Appraiser Lin was even more skilled than that Rank 4 beast appraiser?
It must be the Curator's guidance.
Black Crow shook his head. There wasn't a single Rank 4 beast appraiser in the entire Jade Dragon Kingdom. If there was, the kingdom's national strength would definitely be at the top of the intermediate countries.
The other three people's gazes were burning with anticipation.
Other than Evil Scholar who was rubbing his hands together in excitement, the other two also had Rank 4 pet beasts. But right now, they were just as curious.
They had never seen an evolution method like this before.
A long time ago, Madam Ghost Child and Coffin Man already had Rank 4 pet beasts. But even their pet beasts' evolution was a thrilling experience. Forget the amount of treasures they had to prepare, just the amount of caution and preparation they had to go through was nothing like what Lin Jin was doing right now.
For Appraiser Lin to help the white cat evolve, it was as if he was doing something insignificant.
"Alright!"
Just then, Lin Jin waved his hand. Silver needles flew out of the white cat's body like a ray of silver light and retracted. It was a beautiful sight to behold under the light.
In this world, only the Curator's faction was capable of this. Everyone was fascinated by the sight, musing about how amazing this silver needle technique was. It could be used to kill enemies, cure illnesses, and even help a pet evolve. It was simply amazing.
In fact, even without Lin Jin's reminder, everyone knew that the white cat had evolved.
The aura of a Rank 4 pet beast was unmistakable.
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