The Master Of Spirit Plants - Chapter 525

At Green Cloud Immortal Sect.

A child in golden clothes walked on the way.

The cultivators greeted him warmly at the sight of him.

The child nodded at them politely.

“That’s the youngest son of Elder Xiao and Elder Xu. How adorable.”

“He’s elegant.”

“He has a distinguished bearing. He will be somebody.”

“He is handsome. He will make his fame.”

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The ginseng held its head high proudly after hearing the compliments.

When Xiao Jinting took it away from the island, the ginseng was reluctant. After it left the island, it found the world outside was great, and the people treated him warmly.

The ginseng vaguely found that everyone took him as Xiao Jinting’s son. At first, he didn’t like it. After the pheasant told it that it would benefit a lot from being Xiao Jinting’s son, the ginseng didn’t protest anymore.

The ginseng found that it was good to be Xiao Jinting’s son. Except for Xiao Jinting and his family, the sect was respectful to him.

It sniffed and smelled something good. It licked its lips with relish and ran happily to the Spiritual Medicine Hall.

The manager of the Spiritual Medicine Hall smiled warmly at the sight of the ginseng.

“Senior Bao, what can I help you?” Xiao Jinting was famous. He didn’t come out a lot, so it was not easy to please him. When the manager saw the ginseng, he wouldn’t miss the chance to befriend the Xiao family.

Looking at the spiritual medicine in the hall, the ginseng swallowed hard. “I want all of them.”

After a short time, it took all the medicine and herbs in the hall.

Looking at the empty hall, the manager thought, “That’s Elder Xiao’s son. He loots everything just like his father.” He rejoiced inwardly that he had put away the most precious spiritual medicine.

The ginseng put the herbs and medicine in its space ring and took one out to chew occasionally. As it nibbled the herb, it felt life was good and promising.

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The ginseng wandered around aimlessly in the sect.

It went to the Weapon Hall and saw a strange weapon.

It pointed at the weapon and asked, “What’s that?”

A refinery worker said respectfully, “It’s a windmill, which was a toy designed by an elder for his newborn baby.”

Although the ginseng was small, he was Xiao Jinting’s son, so the cultivators didn’t dare to offend it.

The ginseng asked curiously, “How to play it?”

The worker said, “There are four seats in the windmill. After the child takes a seat, the windmill will turn around. This button can adjust the speed.”

“Let me have a try.”

The worker said hesitantly, “Senior Bao, this windmill is for kids above eight years old.”

The ginseng said indifferently, “Don’t worry. I’m thirty thousand years old.”

It hopped on the windmill and turned it around.

“Go round and round.”

The windmill went round, and the ginseng felt as if it was flying.

It turned the speed to the fastest, and the windmill turned swiftly. The ginseng yelled in excitement.

The workers in the hall turned pale.

“Faster, faster. Go faster.”

The windmill stopped after turning around for four hours.

The workers heaved a sigh of relief when they saw the windmill stop.

Suddenly, the band that fastened the windmill snapped, and the ginseng was sent flying. It plopped down on the ground.

The workers let out a scream in terror.

They thought the child would be seriously injured. To their surprise, the chubby child leaped up without any injuries.

The ginseng’s eyes glowed in excitement.

It cleared its throat and said, “The windmill is fun, but it’s too slow. Make me a faster one and send it to my father’s house.”

Following that, the ginseng walked away leisurely.

The Weapon Hall was stirred.

“That’s the son of Elder Xiao.” That was a serious fall, but he wasn’t injured. Was he all right? He looked fine, but did he suffer an internal injury?

What was the cultivation level of the child? Was he already an Establishment Foundation?

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