Grafting (2)

With such a rare curiosity in hand, Lin Mumu, with her lively temperament that could never keep a secret, naturally had to drag all the senior brothers and sisters she knew over to admire it.

Like a cheerful rabbit, she quickly found Chu Xuan on Beast Spirit Peak, who had just soothed a Flame Spirit Sparrow to sleep, along with Su Miaoxi, who had come to help.

"Eighth Senior Sister, Little Junior Sister! Come look! I found a treasure!" Lin Mumu's voice rang like a string of silver bells, carrying across half the forest. She rushed over in three strides, then presented the stone to the two like a prized offering, excitedly pointing at the big gray lump.

At her words, Chu Xuan obligingly leaned closer with a smile, examining the gray lump with a trace of curiosity. But when she drew nearer, her instincts as a beast tamer made her heart suddenly leap—beneath that seemingly deathly silent stone shell hid an exceedingly faint fluctuation. It was there and not there, yet it precisely plucked at some nerve within her.

Her expression changed at once. She crouched down, held her breath, and gently placed her fingertips against the stone shell.

The surface was cold and rough, carrying the heavy solidity unique to mountain rock. The instant her fingertips touched the shell, something astonishing happened—the silent stone actually trembled slightly, as though it had been awakened from slumber!

The movement was extremely slight, but it did not escape the eyes of the three present.

"Th-this isn't a dead thing!" Su Miaoxi covered her mouth in shock, instinctively taking half a step back, her eyes full of disbelief.

Chu Xuan abruptly raised her head. Her beautiful eyes, once calm, instantly burst with blazing light, and even her voice trembled slightly from overwhelming