Vermilion Ginger Grass seemed unafraid of life and death, but there was great terror between life and death. If one could avoid dying, who would be willing to die?
In truth, it had grown alone between heaven and earth for so long that it had encountered powerful beings of other races more than once. They had wanted to devour its Dao essence—even its outer husk had not been spared from their designs.
Because its combat strength was weak, it was often powerless to resist and could only lie there and take the beating. Yet it truly was a spiritual being favored by the fortune of heaven and earth. Whenever it encountered a powerful enemy, it could always escape danger in some inconceivable way. Over time, it came to regard life and death as inconsequential.
But it would be wrong to say that it never struggled when facing death. At the very least, when the Unicorn Giant Salamander had discovered it last time and intended to devour it, it had immediately released a trace of spiritual essence into the stream, drawing the salamander's attention.
The Unicorn Giant Salamander had already cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage. It possessed far more than rudimentary intelligence. After the male and female discussed it, they felt that rather than eating Vermilion Ginger Grass outright, it would be better to enjoy it gradually over time. It would be like having a long-term supplier of spiritual essence, which would also better aid the growth of their offspring.
Presumably, when humanity's ancestors first began raising livestock, they had had a similar idea?
Vermilion Ginger Grass did not care how the other party viewed it, nor did it worry that they might change their minds and eat it once it advanced to Soul Emergence. That possibility was simply too