Han Sen brought the Tianxia Peacock Kingâs body back to the white whale, and Baoâer quickly whipped out the little gourd and absorbed the cloud inside it.
The damage done to the white whale was pretty severe. It could repair itself, but being damaged that badly meant it would take a while before it was completely fixed. The ship could hardly move at this point. There were many holes that went clean through the ship, and the entire structure seemed on the verge of falling apart.
âHan Sen, was that really the Holy Area Grass? Might I see it?â Fang Qing Yu asked Han Sen, his eyes gleaming with hope.
âYou know what the Holy Area Grass is?â Han Sen asked.
Fang Qing Yu nodded. âIâve heard of it, although Iâve never seen it before. Even in the Thousand Treasures Alliance, there are only a few tales and legends surrounding its existence. The details are scarce, and we donât even have any pictures of it.â
âDoes that mean the Holy Area Grass is something very precious?â Han Sen was so happy.
âIt isnât just precious. Even powerful factions like the Thousand Treasures would like the Holy Area Grass. If this is the real deal, this Holy Area Grass could be exchanged for the ownership of multiple systems.â
âWhat is the Holy Area Grass used for?â Han Sen asked with confusion.
So far, Han Sen hadnât seen the Holy Area Grass do anything other than attract xenogeneics.
Even if eating it could make you deified, it still wouldnât have the same value as a few large systems.
âI only know a few legends about it, but I donât know if they are true. According to the records of the Thousand Treasures Alliance, eating the Holy Area Grass can provide access to a mysterious xenogeneic space known as the Holy Area. There is no sickness or death in that place, and when you enter it, it can make you immortal,â Fang Qing Yu said after a moment of thought.
Upon hearing that, Han Sen was rather disappointed. He knew that claim couldnât be true.
If being immortal was so simple, then the Sacred Leader wouldnât have gone to such lengths in attempting to extend his own life. He wouldnât have spent so much effort trying to kill a god.
Entering the Holy Area didnât sound legit to Han Sen. If eating the plant would let him enter some Holy Area, the black cricket would have been there already. Why would it still be here?
âOh no, Baoâer! Get that cloud of your gourd,â Han Sen hastily told Baoâer, thinking about the black cricket.
The black cricket was still somewhere inside of that fluffy white cloud, and Han Sen didnât know if it had eaten all the Holy Area Grass.
So, Baoâer released the cloud. Han Sen approached it and saw that the Holy Area Grass was still there. He brushed the leaves of the Holy Area Grass. He soon discovered that the root of the Holy Area Grass had something ball-shaped on it. There was a tiny hole in the ball-shaped thing. The cricket must have made a house in there.
The hole looked too small to admit Han Senâs fingers. He didnât know how to get the black cricket out of there without hurting the Holy Area Grass.
âBrother Fang, do you think this is the Holy Area Grass?â Han Sen gave the Holy Area Grass to Fang Qing Yu.
Fang Qing Yu accepted it and examined it. After a while of observation, he said, âThere isnât much information available in the Thousand Treasures Alliance, but this does look the same as the illustrations that Iâve seen. I cannot be entirely sure, though. If it is the real Holy Area Grass, you are going to have to find a way to hide it. The Holy Area Grass is very attractive to many xenogeneics, and they will do anything to claim it.â
Han Senâs face looked glum. He didnât know if this was the Holy Area Grass, but it had already attracted many xenogeneics. It had even attracted deified xenogeneics like the Tianxia Peacock King. Not even Destinyâs Tower had contained its magnetic effect on xenogeneics.
âDaddy, I will help you keep it,â Baoâer said, her eyes closing in a slow blink.
âSure. You take it for now, then.â Han Sen knew Baoâer liked the plant.
Han Sen would never skimp on the resources that he provided to his daughter. Plus, he didnât know how to deal with the Holy Area Grass for now, so there was no harm in allowing Baoâer to hold onto it for the time being.
Baoâer was very happy about this. She put the Holy Area Grass and cloud back inside her little gourd.
âBaoâer, inside the Holy Area Grass is a black cricket. Earlier, it broke the Tianxia Peacock Kingâs belly. You need to be careful with that thing,â Han Sen warned her.
âCrickets are my favorite! I should get another one to make the crickets fight,â Baoâer said happily.
âWhat I mean to say is that the black cricket eats the Holy Area Grass. Donât let it eat all the Holy Area Grass,â Han Sen said with a wry smile.
âWe need to let him eat it. We canât eat the grass. It is only useful to us if he eats it,â Baoâer said.
âYou know what it is?â Han Sen asked Baoâer in shock.
Baoâer thought and then said, âI donât know why, but I do know that if he finishes all the grass, it can take us to a fun place called the Holy Area.â
âBaoâer must have some sort of prophetic power,â Han Sen thought. He knew Baoâer wouldnât lie to him, but Baoâer seemed to have the answers to the strangest questions. It was hard to imagine what sort of creature she was.
Although the white whale was heavily damaged, they had earned a lot in their most recent adventure. Han Sen had captured the Holy Area Grass and the black cricket. He had also gotten the Tianxia Peacock Kingâs body and the soul robe beast soul. All those items were priceless.
He didnât know what sort of power Baoâerâs little gourd had. Ever since the Holy Area Grass was sucked inside, though, no further cloud beasts came for them. The Holy Area Grass was no longer connected to the outside world.
Han Sen found a chance to quietly transport the Tianxia Peacock Kingâs body back to the sanctuaries. Right now, Han Sen had no way of consuming the flesh of a deified xenogeneic. So, he had to just store it for the time being.
Han Sen drove the white whale through the rest of the Tianxia System. For a few days, it was smooth sailing and nothing bad happened. They encountered a few King class cloud beasts, which were swiftly killed by Han Sen.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Whenever there was free time, Han Sen kept trying to push The Story of Genesâ self-cogwheel.
The Story of Genesâ self-cogwheel was the same as the Blood-Pulse Sutraâs. They were separate and not connected to the other universal cogwheels. However, unlike the Blood-Pulse Sutra, it couldnât connect with other-self cogwheels either. This cogwheel was completely independent. It had no connection to anything else in the universe.
It was different from the Dongxuan Sutra. The Dongxuan Sutra connected to every cogwheel in the universe. The Story of Genes couldnât operate with a single other cogwheel.
According to most theories, the fewer connections a cogwheel had to others, the easier it was to push. After all, it took power to move every cogwheel, so the more cogwheels that needed to be moved, the more strength was required.
But with Han Senâs power, he still couldnât push the self-cogwheel of The Story of Genes. It was as if the cogwheel was locked up, or maybe it wasnât supposed to be moved.
Han Sen used his Dongxuan Area and noticed that the cogwheel wasnât big. The white cogwheel also had weird symbols engraved across it. Han Sen realized they were the same as those on Spellâs forehead. They might have meant Eternity.