Shushu stood quietly in front of the vine, carefully sensing the pull from her innate skill, and discovered that what she could sense was right at the center of the vine in front of her.

Looking at the lush plants in front of him, Shushu paused for a moment, then tentatively took out a handful of Thunderfire Talismans from his spatial storage. Looking at the verdant greenery before him, he began to get restless.

"Whoosh~ Splash!"

Just as Shushu was pondering where to start, the vine in front of him moved again, but this time it didn't attack Shushu.

Instead, it quickly rolled itself into a big ball, desperately protecting something in the middle.

The yam could even clearly see that the outermost leaves were trembling, as if they were terrified of her—or rather, terrified of the thunder and fire talisman in her hand.

Because at this moment, the outermost ring of vines, which she had previously tanned with talismans, were the ones shaking the most violently.

Looking at the scene before her, Shushu, whose claws had already grabbed a Thunderfire Talisman, stopped. She wanted to tell the plants that it was actually more dangerous to huddle together.

Lightning can spread through the point of contact, not to mention fire.

And for some reason, looking at these stupid green plants in front of him, Shushu felt a strange sense of guilt, as if an adult was bullying a child, when he used the Thunderfire Talisman to blow them up.

So, instead of frying the potatoes, Shushu carefully examined the green plant in front of him, trying to figure out what it was.

Unfortunately, she searched through all the descriptions of spiritual plants in her mind but couldn't find one that matched the one in front of her, which made Shushu even more curious.

The memories of the millet and potato are accumulated and passed down little by little by countless treasure-hunting rats. They record everything that the treasure-hunting rat clan has seen and come into contact with.

The spiritual plants that are not recorded in the inherited memories are either so ordinary as to be unimportant, or they have never come into contact with them, or they are mutated species.

There's no need to waste energy recording things that are common and readily available; things that haven't been encountered before can't be recorded; and as for mutated species, they can't be recorded—we can only record them when we encounter them.

The first thing to consider is that this thing is not ordinary. Even Shu Yibao's twin swords couldn't cut through it, so it couldn't possibly be an ordinary spiritual plant.

That leaves the last two possibilities. The millet is more likely to be the last one, which is a mutated species.

Don't ask why Shushu feels this way; it's just her intuition. As a treasure-hunting rat, she always feels that she should know what it is, but she can't recognize it right away.

And most importantly, this spirit plant, the millet, also has a sense of connection, just not as strong as the one protected in the middle.

Anything that can trigger a Treasure-Seeking Rat's senses is never an ordinary object, which is why the Treasure-Seeking Rat clan is called the Treasure-Seeking Rat.

Thinking of this, Shushu put away the Thunderfire Talisman, had Shuyibao hold her closer, and then asked, "Little Green, what kind of spirit plant are you?"

The name 'Little Green' is, of course, derived from this green plant, since it's all green. She guessed that this little guy could understand some things and could even talk.

"You're the one called Little Green, your whole family are Little Green."

Almost the instant Shushu finished speaking, a childish, innocent voice rang in my ears, retorting defiantly.

“I’m not called Little Green, I’m called Sweet Potato. You’re so green you’re almost reflecting light, what else can I call you but Little Green?”

Upon hearing a sound, Shushu immediately smiled, then her eyes darted around as she deliberately said that she was actually trying to trick him into revealing information.

Like plants and spirit beasts, they like to name themselves based on their own attributes. As long as she knows the other party's name, she can probably deduce the other party's true origin and identity.

"I don't want to be called that ugly name, Xiao Lü. My name is Tian Luo, and I'm the most powerful member of the Tian Luo Yin Lü clan. Now that you know my name, you can't call me Xiao Lü anymore, or I'll get angry, really, really angry."

Sure enough, the next second, the other party blurted out and sold himself out without realizing it. At the same time, Shushu found records about the Heavenly Silk Thread in his inherited memories.

Heavenly Silk Thread is a kind of auxiliary spiritual plant whose aura can calm the mind and aid in cultivation.

If you enter a meditative state, carrying a Heavenly Silk vine with you can not only better assist your cultivation, but also prevent inner demons to some extent.

Most importantly: This Heavenly Silk Thread is extremely rare, and may not be found even in the Middle Thousand Worlds; it is extremely precious.

After figuring out the origin of the plant, Shushu couldn't help but compare the one in front of him with the one in his inherited memories, and he realized why he hadn't recognized it earlier.

This Tianluo Yinlu is truly a mutation. The Tianluo Yinlu in my inherited memories has pointed leaves, brown leaves with fine veins, and even the main body of the vine is brown.

The plant in front of her was lush and green, without a trace of brown, and its leaves were round and veinless.

Furthermore, the Heavenly Silk Threads, a legacy of memory, are incredibly soft and elastic vines.

Tianluo is completely unrelated to softness. It was cut by the twin blades of a high-grade spiritual weapon without leaving a trace. This is completely opposite to what was described in the inherited memories. It would be strange if Shushu could recognize it.

Thinking of the effects of the Heavenly Silk Thread, Shushu looked at the large vine in front of him and instantly had the urge to abduct it.

It can prevent inner demons! The Liuyue Sect doesn't have any spiritual plants with such effects yet. If we can bring it back to the Liuyue Sect, all the beasts in the sect will have an extra talisman to protect them.

After all, inner demons are almost ubiquitous. Even if a spirit beast or divine beast has a simple mind, it will take advantage of any weakness if it has any obsession or other attachments.

If the Heavenly Silk Thread were present, the beasts of the Flowing Moon Sect would face far fewer risks.

Thinking this, Shushu's eyes lit up, wishing he could have Shuyibao dig it up and take it away right then and there.

However, considering that a fight would likely damage many vines, Shushu was a little reluctant.

I wanted to subtly inquire whether the other person intended to leave, or you could say I was trying to entice them away with words.

If you can persuade it to take it away directly, that would be the best and easiest way; if not, then you'll have to use your fists to subdue the vine.

Having made this decision, Shushu decided to first try to get closer to the other party.

Since there was a ready-made topic, Shushu didn't hesitate and asked directly, "Tianluo, why did you try to catch me just now?"

She hadn't forgotten that the Heavenly Net Silver vines had initially intended to capture her, but she had blasted them with a Thunderfire Talisman, which had intimidated them.

Thinking of this, the yam looked intently at the silver threads of the sky, waiting for its answer.

If the answer doesn't satisfy her, the potato doesn't mind ruining itself: the thought of not wanting to destroy the vines earlier will be resolved by beating it up first to vent her anger.

The Heavenly Silk Thread on the opposite side was still completely unaware. Upon hearing the Glutinous Rice's question, it shook its leaves and replied.