Chosen Mate of the Beastmen Empire by Lewis Reed

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Chapter 458

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Chapter 458

But aside from her, no one else seemed to notice the ripple–not even Melina, with her high cultivation. Nyx observed for a while, then pulled her gaze away thoughtfully.

No matter what, she wasn’t about to touch something so valuable. If anything went wrong, she’d never be able to pay for it.

The seeds she’d just bought were all the cheapest ones anyway. She’d only gotten her first month’s stipend, so her pockets were pretty light. Plus, she didn’t really want to dip into the money her master had given her yesterday.

With the seeds in hand, Eileen taught her how to plant them. She patiently explained the use of techniques, arrays, and puppets, then helped Nyx practice, planting all the seeds she’d bought.

“Try using your spiritual energy to water them,” Eileen instructed.

Nyx closed her eyes, focusing her mind, calming herself to feel the spiritual energy flowing through her meridians.

Then she raised her two little paws, summoning the Snow Dew Bottle. Her spiritual energy surged, spreading across the land, gathering the moisture in the air and weaving it into a fine, misty rain.

The freshly planted seeds immediately took root and sprouted at a visible rate, poking out of the soil and dyeing the ground a tender green.

“I like this!” A faint, indistinct ripple reached her.

Nyx didn’t even have time to savor the spiritual energy the plants fed back to her through the bottle. She opened her eyes in surprise, stunned for a long moment before daring to believe it wasn’t an illusion.

She turned to Eileen. “Eileen, do they have consciousness?”

“Hm?” Eileen had been about to praise Nyx when the question caught her off guard.

‘Is she asking if these spiritual plants have developed sentience? What kind of question is that? Of course not!” she thought.

still answered patiently. “It’s extremely rare for spiritual plants to develop consciousness. It takes eons of natural nurturing, gathering spiritual energy, growing for tens of thousands of years, and a stroke

lotus, or pokeweed–it might have a slightly better chance of gaining sentience. But the ones Nyx

plants. There’s almost no chance they’d develop consciousness. Aside from holding a bit more spiritual energy and having some obvious uses, they’re not much different

with understanding. “Oh, I see.” She didn’t rush to share what she’d felt, deciding to look into

field, just one little

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rabbit demon, her essence was still that of a divine tree sapling. in a

was why she could sense the emotions of spiritual plants. Nyx pondered quietly while poking the white bamboo with her mental energy. Immediately,

as Eileen had said—it wasn’t clever enough to speak,

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caught up in it that the lost track of time, even forgetting lunch. It was stil evening, when the sky darkened. that she suddenly realized her

hadn’t eaten lunch either

show up, He looked at her with

hard, regular folks

“N–no, not really? She’d just been so absorbed in her planting game

to find Kian, not wanting him to worry about

time for fancy dishes today–just stir–fry some bamboo shoots, Nyx said with a wave of her hand,

of her labor. She didn’t harvest all the shoots, only digging up a small portion and leaving the rest to keep

hundred stalks of bamboo would eventually spread into thousands.

Ernest picked up

wasn’t just flattery–he genuinely meant it. Bamboo shoots were common enough; the canteen often stocked

them.

smelled anything this fragrant, brimming with spiritual energy. It almost made him want to take

heard Nyx had grown them herself, his admiration surged like a rushing river. He handled the shoots with extra care while peeling them, afraid of wasting even a bit of the