Chapter 95 - Nourishing Soul Grass Subscription Requested

“We’re here…

Jiang Tang…” The moving black mist gathered together, pulsating within the ring of light.

A voice emerged in Jiang Tang’s mind, but he still couldn’t distinguish which cluster of black mist were his parents.

“Sigh…

What should I do?

How can I help you?”

Jiang Tang felt helpless, watching his relatives as mere souls, unable to assist them.

“Dad, don’t be sad, I heard there’s a Spirit Grass that can transform their mortal souls into ones capable of cultivation.”

Eryao knew from the heritage that in the Cultivation World there was a kind of Nourishing Soul Grass.

This grass, which ghost cultivators used to replenish Spiritual Power during their training, mainly purifies the soul’s impurities, allowing mortal souls to absorb the grass and improve, thereby becoming capable of cultivation.

Having heard Eryao’s words, Jiang Tang felt a bit better, but then grew troubled again—he had many Spirit Grasses in his space but not the Nourishing Soul Grass.

“Where can I find such grass?” Jiang Tang mumbled to himself.

Sometimes when he cultivated his Spirit Field Space, unexpected Pills or Spirit Grasses would appear.

If the Nourishing Soul Grass wouldn’t appear in the space, how could he help his deceased relatives?

“Jiang Tang…

the Nourishing Soul Grass you’re talking about, is it the one with grey leaves, a green stem, and its flower is actually red?”

A voice popped into Jiang Tang’s mind, an uncle from the village.

“Uncle, I don’t recognize the Nourishing Soul Grass!

I’m not sure if the one you’re talking about is it.

Where have you seen such grass?”

“Jiang Tang, right outside in the grey space.

That grass blooms at night, and those ghost cultivators who bully us pick the red flowers at night to eat them.”

“The space outside?

Why haven’t we seen it?

The ground outside is all grey; not a single plant in sight!”

“The area you’ve seen might just be arid.

There are oases in the space with water, grass, and trees.”

Hearing what the uncle had said, Jiang Tang felt that he was right; if there were demonic beasts in the space, how could they survive without water?

Ghost cultivators probably don’t need to drink water, but if there are living creatures in the space, there must be water, and where there’s water, there are other things that can live in the space.

Jiang Tang thought thus and cheered up a bit, feeling that there was no time to lose, he must find this grass quickly.

He didn’t even care about the fatigue in his body, having just been outside for half a day and needing to recover his Spiritual Power.

He knew Eryao was even more tired than him.

“Eryao, let’s go out and have a look,”

“Okay, Dad.” Eryao had hoped to rest upon returning but didn’t expect to be back out working; he popped a Pill into his mouth and went off to help.

Before leaving the space, he cast a resentful glance at the ox that lay sleeping on the ground.

How could this ox sleep more than a pig?

Wasn’t it supposed to stay and work?

The dragon had much more to do than that ox.

Eryao breathed out some water, which turned into a ring of light enveloping them, and they began to drift through the outer space.

In the darkness, Jiang Tang couldn’t see the outside and had Eryao transform into a dragon again, his Dragon Ball on the forehead illuminating the dark night, casting a dragon shadow in the sky.

The ghost cultivators, thinking that the dragons were gone, had been seeking out demonic beasts to prepare for battle, and the beasts in the caves also sensed an unusual presence and were gearing up for war.

The sudden light in the sky and the appearance of the dragon took the ghost cultivators by surprise.

With no place to hide in the light, they had to burrow into the ground like the demonic beasts, not wanting to be trapped by the dragon’s water spray—having just managed to escape the light ring.

The ghost cultivators were cowards at heart.

The battleground that seemed ready to erupt became tranquil in an instant, leaving only the invisible light ring floating in the sky along with a demonic beast unseen by the ghost cultivators.

The dragon shadow continued to illuminate the grey earth in the black of night.

Jiang Tang didn’t know how much time had passed, a breath, two breaths, an hour, two hours, as dawn approached.

This time, they saw a river not far away and could hear the sound of flowing water.

On both sides of the river, there were various grasses and woods, where the river flowed, grass and trees were everywhere; perhaps this was the oasis within the space.

Upon their arrival at this place, they discovered that many shadows drifted away quickly when they sensed the bright light.

“Daddy, this must be the oasis,” Eryao dimmed the halo slightly.

Jiang Tang nodded and said, “It might be, let’s first look for useful herbs.”

“Daddy, I see grass with red flowers.”

Eryao noticed some of the grass had its red flowers plucked.

Could it be that the black shadows from before were Ghost Cultivators, eating the red flowers here?

Jiang Tang also saw patches of gray grass with green stems, some without flowers, and some with flowers.

He understood that the shadows drifting about earlier were definitely those Ghost Cultivators, here for these grasses and not for conflict.

Seeing this place in the oasis, he thought it would be better to camp here; after all, wherever he went, his space went with him.

In places with water, resources were sure to be abundant, and he hoped to discover some unique flowers and herbs.

This was why many Cultivators went to train in the Secret Realm, also for the resources of cultivation, unafraid of the unknown dangers.

Cultivators are those who go against their innate nature, and without a strong will, they cannot travel far.

Their halo fell upon the grass, wanting to dig up each one of the herbs.

“Daddy, call out Little Blue Ox to work.”

Eryao had been thinking of ways to get Little Blue Ox to help, and now seized the opportunity to make it work.

“Oh, alright!”

Jiang Tang thought it was a good idea, sparing him the effort.

Eryao, like a gust of wind, entered the space and dragged the dozing Little Blue Ox out by its horns, pulling it out of the halo.

“Moo…”

Little Blue Ox, who was soundly dreaming, was startled when suddenly lifted midair, but upon recognizing Eryao, it thought it was being pranked again.

It glanced outside, only to see some bright light, and not the red moon.

For what reason had it been dragged out in the night?

“Look, look at what?

Stop dawdling and get to work.

Dig up those red flower-bearing grasses and put them into the space, got it?”

Eryao scolded impatiently.

“Moo…”

Little Blue Ox began using its Earth Digging Spell, scooping up clumps of grass.

“Don’t damage the roots or the leaves, and make sure not to harm the flower buds,” Jiang Tang cautioned as Little Blue Ox began to uproot the grass, and he directly planted the grass into the cultivation space.

He had Little Blue Ox dig up the earth as well, and put it into the Primordial Treasure Lingtian Space, specifically designated for cultivating the Nourishing Soul Grass.

With a spell from Little Blue Ox, in just an instant, large patches of Spirit Grass vanished.

If this river was not abundant with such grass, then like them, the Ghost Cultivators would have no resources left for cultivation.