Kent came a sudden stop after seeing the strange naked lady. For a second, he didn’t understand whether she was human or beast. Even though her body is human-like, the color of her skin and peculiar patterns on her body confused Kent.
Tata Lan hurriedly rose her whip in defense. But before Kent and Tata Lan take action, the naked lady kneeled on the ground.
“Please spare me, benefactor. I won’t harm you.” The lady begged with both hands clasped and tears filed her eyes.
“Who are you? Why are you calling me a benefactor?” Kent asked her while keeping his guard up.
The lady controlled her tears and said, “Benefactor, I’m an evolved Khushbu spirit herb. I’m the last of my kind who is still surviving on this magical land. All of my species vanished from all realms, and I’m the last one surviving. I’m calling you benefactor because you killed that beast that is staying here to eat my progeny.”
“Big brother, don’t listen to her nonsense. It might be a trap.” Tata Lan cried out from back while keeping her whip ready to act.
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Fluttered by Tata Lan’s statement, the herb lady spoke hurriedly. “Benefactor, please listen to my plea. If you pluck the fruit, my progeny will die, and I should wait another thousand years for next bearing. Please show mercy, leave my progeny alive. You don’t need to do it for free. I will do a favor to save your lives.”
“Big brother, don’t believe her.” Tata Lan spoke again as she examined the surroundings for any threats.
Kent, who is staring at the naked herb lady, finally replied to her plea. “See, lady, even if we don’t pluck that fruit, someone will do it. There are hundreds of people behind me. Also, what favor you could do to me?” Kent asked with a questioning look.
“Benefactors, other people won’t be able to see the fruit. To ripe faster, the black panther made me bear the fruit in open. If not for him, you might see me like a normal bush. As for my favor, I will tell you the path ahead, and you can easily cross this forest in the shortest time.
More than that, I can give other valuable products of mine willingly, which you can’t get by forcing me. Also, you were in great danger now. I will reveal that danger for you if you let my progeny live.”
The herb lady spoke everything clearly and waited patiently for Kent’s response.
Kent thought for a long time about Herb Lady’s offers. The path to leave the forest is very useful for him at the moment, as he can reach the treasures earlier than others. But he is hesitating whether to believe the herb lady or not.
“Okay, lady, if you really do what you just said, I won’t touch you. But if you dare to play tricks, I have my ways to track you.” Kent warned in a serious tone.
The herb lady hurriedly bowed her head in happiness. “Benefactor, if you follow the water flow, you will reach the forest edges. The entire rainwater flowed towards the edges of the forest, where a big river separated the forest from other side land.”
The lady said while pointing her finger at the flowing water, which is rushing towards the eastern side. While Kent was thinking about her hint, the herb lady plucked a large leaf from a tree and twisted it into a cup-like structure. She began adding her milk into the leaf by squeezing her left side boob.
Red colour milky solution came out of her breasts, with a few squeezes, she filled three big leaves and stretched her hand towards Kent.
While Tata Lan stood in attacking position, Kent approached her and carefully received them. He transferred the solution into empty potion bottles. As Kent gave her a few bottles, she filed them all and gave them to Kent with a happy smile.
Along with milk, she plucked different parts of Khushbu herb and passed it to Kent. While the evolved bush turned into human, the unevolved plant still stayed in herb form.
After passing all things, what she could give, the lady asked Kent to move close to her and whispered something in his ear. Kent’s eyes went wide after hearing what she said.
“You still have time, benefactor. But save your life before it’s too late.” The herb lady said while turning back into herb form.
Kent thanked her for the help and hurriedly moved away from that place. His thoughts ran fast as he began thinking of ways to avoid the looming danger.
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Far from the Storm God inheritance ground, inside a bustling city…
The city was alive with activity, its streets filled with the clamor of vendors, the chatter of people, and the occasional burst of magical fireworks in the sky. The air was thick with the scent of street food and the hum of countless conversations.
Among the crowd, Fatty and Peak Master Porus moved with purpose. After Kent had entered the inheritance ground, Porus saw no reason to remain idle. He had a plan in mind and had brought Fatty along with him to one of the renowned four-star cities of the wizard association, North Star-Moon City.
“Move fast, Ben,” Porus instructed, his eyes scanning the vibrant surroundings. “We need to reach there in time.”
Fatty nodded eagerly. Despite his size, he moved with surprising agility, keeping up with Peak Master Porus as they navigated through the groups of people.
“Master Porus, what are we doing here exactly?” he asked, his curiosity piqued.
“You’ll see soon enough,” Porus replied, a hint of a smile playing on his lips.
They made their way through the bustling streets until they reached the gates of a massive training ground, which was situated in front of a tall hanging castle.
The area stretched for miles, a vast expanse of open land dotted with various training apparatuses, sparring rings, and magical obstacle courses. The castle itself loomed in the distance, its towers piercing the sky.
Porus led Fatty through the gates and into the training ground. As they approached the main courtyard, a tall man with a muscular build and a rugged face stepped forward to greet them. His eyes lit up with recognition and warmth.
“Porus, you old dog! What brings you to my domain?” The man exclaimed, clapping Porus on the back.
Porus chuckled, returning the gesture. “It’s good to see you, Garlan. I came to take the favor back from you.”
Garlan, the master of the castle training ground, raised an eyebrow. “A favor? Hahaha… For what your brother did to me, I owe my life to your siblings. Tell me, what do you need?”
Porus gestured to Fatty. “This young man name is Ben. Ignore his cultivation and teach this young man how to fly a war chariot.”
Garlan’s eyes went wide when he listened to what Porus said. Turning his gaze, he saw Fatty from top to bottom. Seeing Fatty’s fifth-class magus cultivation, Garlan really disappointed.
“Why do you want to learn riding a war chariot? Don’t you know it is dangerous for a low cultivation fellow like you?” Garlan asked with a serious look.
“I just want to help my master in the future. Out of all things, I find very few things to help my master, and riding a war chariot is one of them.” Ben replied without caring about the look of Garlan.
“So, you want to help your master, do you? And you think learning to drive a flying war chariot will be an easy task?”
Fatty nodded vigorously. “I don’t know whether it is easy or not, sir! I want to be useful. I know I can’t match Master’s strength, but I can support him in other ways.”
Garlan stroked his chin thoughtfully. “A flying war chariot is no small feat. It requires skill, precision, and a lot of guts. Are you sure you’re up for it?”
Fatty swallowed hard but stood firm. “I’m sure. I’ll do whatever it takes.”
Porus placed a reassuring hand on Fatty’s shoulder. “Don’t look down on him because of his size. He is very persistent, like a weed. I believe in him, Garlan. And I’m calling in a favor. Train him well.”
Garlan sighed, a smile creeping onto his face. “Alright, alright. For you, Porus, I’ll do it. But Fatty,” he said, turning to the young man, “you’d better be prepared to work harder than you’ve ever worked in your life.”
Fatty nodded again, determination etched on his face. “I won’t let you down.”
“Good, Porus, leave this fellow to me. Even if he doesn’t want it, I won’t leave him until he becomes a master of riding war chariot. By the way, should I make arrangements for your stay?” Garlan asked with a smile.
“No need, I’m going to visit my brother.”
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