Chapter 174 — Taken In as a Foster Son
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
" The dragon-qilin grew wary again. Shen Mu said, "Dragon saliva is your spit.
" The dragon-qilin had plainly let its thoughts wander; it breathed a sigh of relief. "That's fine then. Oh, that's right — you said earlier you could call the ox over and let me beat him? " Shen Mu warned, "Don't push your luck, or it's half a peck of Scarlet Fire Spirit Pills a day. " The dragon-qilin hastily shut its mouth and followed doggedly after him, terrified of losing this meal ticket.
Snow Fox kept looking back at the enormous creature. Standing, it was far taller than Shen Mu; Shen Mu barely reached the dragon whiskers hanging from its chin, and with the dragon-qilin's long qilin tail, its length must have been forty or fifty feet.
The dragon-qilin's body was covered in strange raised patterns, like natural talismans, awe-inspiring to behold. "No wonder he eats so much — he's even a bit bigger than Niu Er.
I wonder how big he is when he shows his true form," Snow Fox thought in secret alarm. Shen Mu led the dragon-qilin up the mountain to Jade Dragon Lake and first let the creature drink, thinking, "I still don't know how much a small bottle of dragon saliva is worth, but it's a spirit medicine for healing wounds, so the price shouldn't be low, surely? I hope I can earn back the cost of buying ingredients, or we'll truly be eating into our capital. . . "