The dragon tribe's most beloved little princess found herself in an era of scarcity, lacking clothes and food. Fortunately, she had a grandmother who doted on her as if she were the apple of he...
Chapter 811 The Pride in the Wolf's Bones
Unless you use a celestial artifact, and there are no spiritual artifacts of that level in this world.
Ma Xiulian immediately placed the box on the table, then took a needle from the sewing basket, pricked her finger, squeezed out a drop of blood, and dripped it onto the box. The others watched as the blood seemed to be absorbed by the box.
Then Ma Xiulian put the box into the warehouse.
No one in the family doubted Helian Jiao's words.
This was given to us by the Dragon God, so it's definitely not an ordinary item.
"Big White, come here!" Helian Jiao waved to Big White beside her again.
Big White then trotted over, wagging its tail back and forth, "Awoo~"
Little master, what's the matter?
Helian Jiao took out a Sirius Clan inner core from her Sumeru Ring. "Big White, do you want to eat it? Eating it might transform you, or it might cause you to explode and die."
Animals can enter the path of cultivation more easily than humans; they only need an inner core.
However, it is risky to seize someone else's inner core without first developing spiritual awareness.
So the little princess explained the pros and cons and let Baymax choose for himself.
Big White, who had eaten a lot of goldfish, had become intelligent and could understand what its little owner was saying, nodding and whimpering.
It could sense that this bead was a good thing.
Helian Jiao then tossed the inner core to Da Bai.
It jumped up, opened its mouth, and swallowed the food whole. Then, it glanced longingly at its little owner before running off like a gust of wind.
The pride inherent in wolves dictates that even in death, they will die proudly, unwilling to let others see their dying state.
The Chen family members standing by were worried, but there was nothing they could do.
Moreover, for wolves, Big White has lived for more than ten years, which is long enough.
It's basically equivalent to a centenarian in human terms now; if this continues, death is only a matter of time.
After a while, Ma Xiulian and Lu Xiaofen were in the kitchen preparing glutinous rice balls with brown sugar filling.
I didn't eat much for breakfast, and I ate lunch late. I'm going to visit the graves later, so I thought I'd eat some more glutinous rice balls to fill my stomach.
Freshly made glutinous rice balls are put into the pot, and with the addition of osmanthus and goji berries, they look incredibly appetizing.
When it was served, it was steaming hot, and Helian Jiao ate several in a row, enjoying them very much.
After Lu Xiaofen finished cleaning up the dishes, Zhao Mei and the others' voices came from outside the door, "Mom and Dad, let's go."
The other family members stood outside the door, holding paper money and incense, waiting to go to the grave together.
Ma Xiulian and her husband, along with Chen Jianjun's family, came out and walked towards the cemetery with everyone else.
As they walked, Zhao Mei recounted what happened last night, "Did you all see that yesterday? The sky was shining with golden light, and there were auspicious clouds too! You could see it so clearly! And this is the second time!"
"Really? I went to bed early last night and didn't see it." Liu Lanzhi looked bewildered.
Zhou Zhaodi, who also saw it, confidently said, "This is golden light and auspicious clouds, it's a sign of good fortune from heaven! It must mean something good."
She was convinced from the bottom of her heart that this matter must be related to her baby.
Otherwise, how come I've never seen such a strange sight in my more than twenty years of life, and yet I've been seeing it one after another since my little niece was born?!
Upon hearing this, Zhao Mei asked expectantly, "Does this mean there will definitely be a bumper harvest next year?"
The eldest son and his wife relied on the harvest from the land for their livelihood, and their biggest concern was natural disasters and man-made calamities.
Hearing this, the Chen family members pretended to be completely unaware and got involved, saying, "No one can say for sure, but it's probably a good omen."
(End of this chapter)