Gongyang Lan did not recognize the Stampede Mushroom.
More precisely, Gongyang Lan had never seen a Mushroom Spirit.
With a slight movement of her finger, Mi Duo was placed aside from the Stampede Mushroom's back, while the Stampede Mushroom itself floated directly into the air.
The Stampede Mushroom kicked its legs uneasily, its four powerful mushroom legs twisting wildly.
"Among the myriad strange races of life, there is actually something like this? Little one, what is it called?"
Yang Zhu was somewhat bewildered.
He had assumed that everyone here had seen Mushroom Spirits before. Gongyang Zisu and Gongyang Zhiruo had not made much of it.
Yet now, the two of them also looked quite curious.
"Great-Grandmother, isn't this a type of Spirit Beast?"
"Eh? This thing smells quite nice. It truly does not have the odd scent of a Spirit Beast."
The two had always regarded it as a Spirit Beast. Its spiritual power was so faint that they had not even considered bringing it over to play with.
Yet Gongyang Lan saw at a glance that there was something extraordinary about it.
Her fingers turned slightly, and the Stampede Mushroom began changing postures in the air like an oversized teacup, allowing Gongyang Lan to inspect every inch of its skin and folds.
Yang Zhu became nervous, unsure what to say.
He instinctively reached out to his ancestor.
"Ancestor, Ancestor, are you there? Ancestor, what should I say?"
"Just say you encountered it by chance in the wilderness. Describe everything else truthfully."
"Oh."
Yang Zhu carefully said, "I call it a Stampede Mushroom. I met it in the wilderness. It runs very fast, but after I caught it, it became obedient and kept following me around."
"Tamed in the wilderness. Hehe~ Interesting."
Gongyang Lan gave Yang Zhu a deep look,