Chapter 2266 Descendent

Chapter 2266 Descendent

"Do you want pills too, Rosemist?" Alex asked. "I can get you some."

"Pills are useless for me," Rosemist said. "Since I do not cultivate in the first place."

"You do not cultivate?" Alex asked. "Can I ask why, or is that getting too close to the questions I cannot ask?"

"There's nothing to hide really," Rosemist said. "I can't cultivate since I don't really have a real body."

"Oh! I meant to ask you this earlier. If you are a spirit, why do you have a physical body?" he asked.

"Because I'm more than just a spirit," Rosemist said. "I can not have a body, but I like having one, so I made one for myself."

"I see," Alex said.

The beast-turned-man tossed the pills back to the rat. "You are blessed, young one. Go and rest. Prepare your eyes during these few days of rest and come back with them at your own pace. Do not hurry." n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Thank you, senior Lin," the rat said, flying away. Alex watched the rat leave and then looked down at his own palms. He was still holding the slimy eyes of the rat. He quickly took out an empty wooden box and placed the eyes into it, wiping his hands afterward.

"Shall we continue?"

They climbed up into where their feet dug into snow knee-deep. The sun had moved to the other side of the mountains, so it was all in the shade now.

Momo began saying a few things now, no longer staying quiet like she previously was. She commented on how cold the temperature was and how she was going to need clothes.

She wasn't strong enough just yet to go up a mountain like this one in her flimsy clothing. Whisker and Pearl talked a little too, but it was clear that they were still very hesitant about some things.

Alex paused for a second and shook his head. "I do not know. Why?" he asked.

"It's part of the name of the species of beasts he is a descendant of," Rosemist said. "Can you guess which?"

Alex thought for a bit, thinking of beasts with 'lin' in their name. Yet, nothing he could think of linked to what the beast actually was— a deer-headed, horse-like beast with a snake tail. He shook his head as an answer.

"He's the descendant of a Qilin," the woman said.

"A Qilin?" Alex asked. Had he ever heard of a Qilin before? Something about that word poke him in the back of his mind. Where was it?

Rosemist looked at Alex. "Hmm, you do not know what a Qilin is? Have you ever heard of a—"

"PRIMORDIAL!" Alex said, suddenly remembering where he had heard that word first. He quickly turned around, looking at the man who stared directly back at him. "Senior, are you a... a... Primordial?"

The man clicked his tongue. "Of course I'm not," he said. "All Primordials are dead, their bodies rotting all across the universe. I am but a descendant."

"Little Lin undersells himself," Rosemist said. "He's a very close descendant of the real Qilin."

"How close?" Alex asked, turning around. "My sect has an elder who is a Two-tailed fox, someone with the bloodline of the Primordial, Nine-tailed Fox."

"It is difficult to describe since the two Primordials are so very different from each other," Rosemist said. "But for comparison's sake, Little Lin would be closer to a Six or Seven-Tailed Fox."

Alex was stunned. That was so close to being a Primordial.

"You seem shocked," Rosemist said.

"Of course," Alex said. "I didn't imagine I would ever meet such a close descendant of a Primordial." Rosemist was confused at Alex's words. "Why do you say that?" she asked. "When you actively travel with a descendant of a Primordial yourself."