"Whatever you do, don't!"
Qian Fang had originally thought his Junior Brother Li was the sort to plan before acting, calm and composed. Why had he suddenly wanted to eat this unidentified mycelium?
If anything happened to Junior Brother Li, he would never be able to accept it.
"Uh, I wasn't planning to eat it." Li Ye withdrew his gaze.
Then he said to Zhou Qiumai beside him, "Trouble Fellow Daoist Zhou to find any beast. I want to test this thing."
"Alright." Without another word, Zhou Qiumai sent someone off. Before long, they led over a plump pig.
The pig saw the candied hawthorn skewer formed from the mycelium in Li Ye's hand.
"Snort, snort!"
Its tiny eyes actually burst with immense delight. Grunting and snuffling, it rooted about, and within a few breaths, it had eaten everything clean.
"It really can be eaten." Zhou Qiumai was surprised. This pig was a Spotted Pig, specially used to distinguish poison from safe food.
Its ability to judge food was even stronger than a cultivator's.
As long as it was willing to eat something, that meant it was edible—and probably tasted quite good as well.
"Perhaps it's more than merely edible." Looking at the accelerated growth and satiated statuses displayed on the panel, Li Ye suddenly had a bold idea.
He looked at Zhou Liqiu. "How many livestock in Fellow Daoist Zhou's clan need feeding right now? Drive them all over here and have them eat every last bit of these fungi!"
"I'll do it right away." Zhou Liqiu, too, wasted no words and immediately arranged for people to drive over the penned livestock. While he was doing so, Li Ye began making preparations as well.
All the mycelium had to be lured into a safe area.
During this process, Qian