A Long Grind to Daoist Monarch

Chapter 208 159: Presenting the Spirit Ginseng, Another Water Pattern Added_3

Unfortunately, it hasn't refined the transverse bone, so it can't speak human language, nor does it know how to express "Yellow-robed Daoist".

Splash!

The Big Flood Dragon suddenly remembered something, dived deep into the water, and after a long while, abruptly poked its head out.

The resulting wave was so large, it almost overturned the black awning boat.

"What are you doing?"

Bai Qi paused the flow of his energy techniques and pressed down hard, stabilizing the rocking boat.

"Roar!"

The Big Flood Dragon presented a treasure like a gift, holding in its mouth a plant nearly two feet long, with delicate patterns and a flesh tone of brownish-yellow.

"What is this? Water Spirit Ginseng?"

Bai Qi glanced at it, elliptical with a bird-like beak at the top, clearly a rare underwater treasure plant.

"Thank you."

He did not reject the Big Flood Dragon's gesture of goodwill, just like one can hardly refuse an eight-year-old girl eagerly handing over a string of candied haws.

"The best way to prepare Water Spirit Ginseng is to cut it into sections, make medicine or soup with it."

Bai Qi had some achievements in medicine-identifying skills, proficient in the nature and pairing of various treasure plants and herbs.

He was considering whether to dive in and catch a treasure fish to make a pot of thick porridge. The Big Flood Dragon seemed to understand, and flicked its tail twice, splashing water.

An invisible ripple spread through the deep water, and moments later, two blood-red perch voluntarily leaped onto the boat's bow.

"Red Blood Perch."

Bai Qi recognized the treasure fish and praised:

"Even the Sea-Driving Skill isn't as impressive as you."

The Big Flood Dragon was quite pleased, its golden vertical pupils narrowing to slits.

Bai Qi wasted no time, ducked into the cabin of the black awning boat, took out cooking utensils, and started burning charcoal and lighting a fire.

He poured most of the aged rice into a pot, cleaned it with water, and began cooking porridge.

Many fishermen lived on their boats and lacked nothing in terms of living appliances.

He knocked the Red Blood Perch unconscious with the back of his knife, then descaled and gutted it. His butchering skills were effective not only on birds and beasts but also on swimming creatures, handling them with ease.

He placed the fish fillets in a bowl, then cut the Water Spirit Ginseng into sections half a finger long, waiting for the thick porridge to be ready.

Before long, an enticing aroma rose up. Bai Qi stirred the thick porridge, slowly simmering the fish fillets and Water Spirit Ginseng to doneness.

Slurp, slurp.

After downing two large bowls in one go, Bai Qi felt a warm flow surging through his limbs and bones.

It had been a long time since he felt this way.

Ever since achieving the First Stage of Muscle Training Great Success, simply consuming treasure fish's flesh brought no noticeable enhancement.

"The effect of the Water Spirit Ginseng doesn't seem to be refining the body or strengthening Qi Blood."

Bai Qi circulated his energy, threads of strength moving under his skin like a mass of serpents entering water.

The warm and gentle heat, warming his limbs and bones, didn't blend into his Qi Blood but instead flowed backward, surging towards his head.

More precisely, it concentrated at the center of his brow.

A water pattern, only visible when moistened, resembling inverted waves, suddenly glowed brilliantly.

Then another one appeared!

Bai Qi couldn't help but touch it, then turned sideways and bent over, using the river as a mirror.

"Two water patterns, they look more majestic now."

As his fingers traced the cinnabar-like wave patterns, a strange sensation overcame him, as if he belonged to the Black Water River, yearning to dive in and roam freely.

Subsequently, his spine shuddered, unexpectedly connecting another segment.

His heart pounded like a drum, causing a few resonating shocks, pumping more vibrant and viscous blood through his veins.

His breath deepened further!

"Building rapport really yields results."

Bai Qi was greatly pleased, reaching out to pat the Big Flood Dragon beside the black awning boat.

But remembering his master's words, that the horns and head should not be touched lightly, he quickly pulled back.

"If anyone dares to call you Old Hei again, I'll be the first to take issue with them! Such an understanding creature shouldn't have such a lousy name!"

Since Ninghai Zen wasn't around, Bai Qi took the opportunity to righteously defend the Big Flood Dragon.