Asura Emperor Venerable
Chapter 618 The Mouse

Chapter 618: Chapter 618 The Mouse

Fuck, they worked hard all day, and a rat has almost eaten all of the Golden Dragon Heart Blood?

But okay, seeing Corpse Worms makes sense, given that decomposing creatures will attract such bugs, and even Fairy Spirits upon death are no exception.

What the hell is up with a rat, though?

Clearly, this True Dragon Heart Blood is not so pure anymore; most of the essence has been absorbed by this damn rat. So, while the heart blood can still be considered a treasure, it pales in comparison to genuine Immortal Dragon Blood Essence.

"Uh, let’s not waste it, though," Shi Feng said.

Shi Hao pinched his nose and nodded. After all, it was still considered to be about one percent or one thousandth of Immortal Blood, something even a cultivator working on the Heaven Building Ladder would covet.

Even if they didn’t need it for themselves, they could sell it and it would definitely be traded for treasures of astonishing value.

"And what’s the deal with this rat?"

They had already collected the Celestial Dragon Heart Blood, and the rat was lying on the ground, its fur shining and looking somewhat spirited, but no matter how spirited, it was still just a rat, naturally associated with sleaziness.

Both of them could be sure that the rat was alive, and its life force was strong. Judging by the flame of life, it was incredibly young, so much so that it might not have even truly been born yet.

Hiss, is Dragon Blood nourishing it, and none other than the most precious heart blood?

Which badass mother rat gave birth to its offspring inside a True Dragon’s heart?

"How about we stew it and eat it?" suggested Shi Hao.

Despite it being a rat, which is a revolting thought, considering it had absorbed so much Immortal Dragon Blood Essence over the years, surely that disgust could be overcome.

"Sure!" Shi Feng agreed.

He yearned even more for revenge, but with a Heaven Building Ladder cultivator in Stone Country, how could he kill Shi Long’s lineage if he didn’t have the power to confront Shi Geng?

Once he began his killing spree, it would surely result in a lot of beheadings and rivers of blood.

Not bothering to leave, Shi Hao brought out a pot and some firewood and started a fire right there.

They tossed the rat into the pot. Nourished by Dragon Blood, each hair of this rat should be on the level of Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures, so how could they let it go to waste?

Boom, the flames roared.

However, to their surprise, no matter how intense the fire was, the rat remained unharmed, still sleeping soundly.

"This rat has been nourished by Dragon Blood; we can’t gauge it by common sense," Shi Feng remarked.

"Alright, let’s do it for real." Shi Hao brought out the Pill Furnace, intending to refine it into a pill.

Boom, the flames surged, changing the game completely; the temperature instantly reached ridiculously high levels.

But after a while, when they opened the furnace lid to check, the little rat was still sleepily inside.

Fuck, this is too much.

Shi Hao circulated the Spiritual Fire, directing it to burn towards the Pill Furnace.

This wasn’t Fire Scorches the Heavens, but a persistent kind of burning.

Lucky for them, the Pill Furnace was of high quality. Otherwise, even if it didn’t melt under the Spiritual Fire, it would surely be burnt to a crack.

Under the fierce burning of the flames, the temperature reached an astonishing level.

"Squeak!"

However, instead of being refined into a pill, the rat let out a noise, then opened its tiny eyes.

It got up, stretching its front paws as if it were stretching from a nap.

"Eh, where am I?" the rat said in human speech, looking quite bewildered.

Then, it looked at its two little paws in shock, a look of astonishment spreading across its rodent face.

"Fuck, what’s happened to my hands?"

It jumped three feet in the air, then turned to look at its tail, and was utterly horrified: "Fuck, fuck, fuck, how did I become a rat?"

Shi Feng and his son were dumbfounded as they watched the mouse, which, contrary to being refined to death by the Foreign Fire, was instead lively and energetic.

However, this should have been a baby mouse, yet it spoke with the voice of an old, jaded ruffian.

What’s going on?

"Hey!" Shi Hao called out, "Where did you, this mouse, come from?"

"Mouse? You dare to call me a mouse?" The mouse was furious and immediately leaped up, standing erect like a human and pointing at Shi Hao with its tiny front paws, "Do I look like a mouse to you?"

"Eh, if you’re not a mouse, what are you?" Shi Hao retorted.

The mouse looked at itself and its face instantly fell.

"What sins have I committed to become a mouse!" It was the picture of utter despair.

Shi Hao couldn’t help but laugh and said, "How did you end up here in the first place?"

"Nonsense, if I knew, why would I be yelling about it?" The mouse snapped back.

Your emotional intelligence is really low.

Shi Hao picked up the mouse and then set it down on the ground, rubbing it back and forth with his palm.

"Let go... you idiot... I’ll kill..." The mouse’s voice was intermittent, filled with both rage and helplessness.

Shi Hao was also surprised; this mouse’s physique was exceptionally tough. It seemed to have just reached the Soul Nurturing realm, but no matter how he rubbed it, it remained completely unharmed.

Indeed, it’s mighty, being nourished by the Immortal Dragon Blood Essence.

"You don’t remember your origins?" Shi Hao stopped what he was doing and continued to ask.

"I don’t know." This time, the mouse was much more honest and didn’t refer to itself with grandiosity.

"Then how can you speak human language?" Shi Hao asked again.

"I was born smart, is that okay?" The mouse snapped back, completely unafraid of abuse, "I can even pee on your head, are you convinced?"

Bang!

Shi Hao punched down, causing the mouse to immediately cradle its head and wail in pain.

It was just an act, the punch hadn’t really hurt it, but a scoundrel is a scoundrel, even pretending to be injured is fine.

"Since that’s the case, do you have a name?" Shi Hao asked.

"I am called the Great Emperor that Suppresses Heaven!" The mouse declared proudly.

Bang!

It immediately let out a scream, kicked by Shi Hao and rolling over and over on the ground.

"Keep acting tough in front of me, and I’ll roast you into grilled field mouse," Shi Hao warned.

The mouse drew its neck back then said, "I also forgot what I’m called, but the name Great Emperor that Suppresses Heaven sounds good, so I think I’ll go with that."

Shi Hao and Shi Feng exchanged a glance.

This mouse didn’t appear here without a reason. Perhaps its mother is extremely formidable and gave birth to it right here, or secondly, it might have been powerful itself, possibly reincarnating here, but the cruelty of the Heavenly Dao obliterated its past life’s memories, so it doesn’t remember who it is.

Or there might be other possibilities, but unless the mouse speaks up, or remembers, they could only conjecture.

"What should we do with it?"

"It has gained sentience, killing it seems a bit ruthless."

"Indeed, it’s in its juvenile phase, very likely a reincarnation of an Almighty, the influence of its previous life too strong. Thus, it not only can immediately speak, but also behaves like a ruffian, showing its past life was no saint."

"Let it be."

Shi Hao and Shi Feng came to a consensus. Both were the type to bear grudges, but if someone had no quarrel with them, they had no interest in causing harm.

"This is a Celestial Dragon, its entire body is a treasure. We should look further, see if there are any parts we can use."