Cultivating with Symbiosis Panel-Chapter 687 - 386: Which One Did You Drop...

Why is it so comical?

What is the point of wearing silver armor on such a chubby body?

Don’t you know lighter colors make you look fat?

A thought flashed through the young man’s mind, then he trudged closer to the Beaver statue.

Standing at the foot of the statue.

He looked up, but could only see Beaver Daoist’s round belly, completely unable to see its face, its thick legs like celestial pillars.

"... "

More ugly.

Smaller beavers are cuter.

Why does Beaver Daoist have to be so big?

Definitely not perfect enough.

Just as this thought arose in the young man’s mind, a beaver struggled to crawl out of the snow, with a colorful halo flashing and disappearing around its neck.

It chirped a few times at the young man.

Then spread its arms, making a gesture as if asking for a hug.

Not sure why.

The young man felt this seemed very familiar, yet quite distant.

So he bent down.

Picked up the beaver, placed it in his arms, and patted its head.

The cute little creature took a deep breath.

Buried its head directly in his arms and fell asleep peacefully.

Meanwhile.

In the distance appeared countless green ants, forming a small boat floating in the void, but with rippling clear water at both the bow and stern, clear as starlight.

Without saying much.

He stepped onto the small boat.

The boat began swaying forward spontaneously, pushing aside the water ripples, stirring the starry river—the surrounding scenery also gradually darkened as it moved forward, yet countless lights shone brilliantly in the darkness.

Those were stars.

They seemed to be blinking with spirituality.

In the silence and solitude, watching the visitor who came here.

Hmm...

A bit scary.

The young man silently held the beaver tight.

Not knowing what the immortals really thought, dark here, looking down from the boat could hardly see the bottom, enough to trigger acrophobia.

Can places like this really be called Immortal Family’s sacred realm?

Surely not perfect enough.

He increasingly felt he was right, even Spirit Leaf Heavenly Venerate is not perfect.

But, how to tell Spirit Leaf Heavenly Venerate this?

Moreover, how did he even know Spirit Leaf Heavenly Venerate couldn’t even save a friend?

As the boat gradually moved forward.

He increasingly felt his heart falling continuously.

The surrounding scenery couldn’t captivate him, suddenly felt like realizing something about sustaining the world’s fate.

So heavy he couldn’t breathe smoothly.

...

The small boat quickly arrived at its destination.

A starry river flowing in the Chaotic Outer Domain, endlessly extending forward, flowing lonely in the boundless chaos.

The young man jumped off the boat.

Only to find a stone monument appeared ahead.

The monument had inscribed:

"Please throw the beaver into the river."

"Ah?"

He hesitated, looking at the beaver still fast asleep in his arms, hesitated quite a while—after all, a starry river is still a river, hopefully the little one should be fine.

So he carefully threw the beaver in.

Unexpectedly, the beaver struggled with its little paws, "splash" fell into the river.

Then—

"Bubble bubble!"

Suddenly thousands of rays of light burst out from the river.

A figure straightforwardly emerged amidst the radiance.

It turned out to be a giant beaver!

And it had a wreath on its head, wearing a quite complex yet extremely gorgeous dress.

Only to see this big beaver, left hand holding a golden beaver, right hand holding a silver beaver, smiling, said:

"May I ask, did you drop this valuable golden beaver?"

"Or this silver beaver that’s splendidly mysterious?"

Young man: "..."

What on earth is this.

"I dropped a skinny little beaver!"

He shouted.

The big beaver’s face immediately showed a satisfied expression:

"You are very honest."

"As a reward, I’ll give you both this valuable golden beaver and the beautiful silver beaver!"

Saying this.

Threw the two beavers at the young man.

Then waved goodbye, submerged into the starry river, leaving no trace.

It’s well known that gold and silver are quite heavy. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Young man’s body was initially unwell, now suddenly hugged by two plump and heavy beavers, nearly toppled over.

Feeling quite regretful at the same time.

The thin beaver was so soft and cute, how could he have thrown it away? If he threw these two back in, could he get it back?

He lowered his head to look at the two beavers.

Only saw the blinding gold and silver light.

Instantly found it boring.

Moreover, the old grandma clearly said he could find healing objects here, Beaver Daoist would fulfill all his wishes, yet why reward him with useless gold and silver?

These items could be sold for Spirit Stones perhaps.

But could he last until selling them?

So if he jumped in here, could he become free of illness? Or would he vanish completely?

"Hmm..."

He silently put down the beavers.

Just walking these few steps, he had seen many imperfections, really puzzled how Spirit Leaf Heavenly Venerate created the world!

Such a world can be shown!

After comforting the beavers, he took a leap.

"Splash!"

Sank into the deep starry river.

Ice-cold starlight surrounded him from all directions, rushing into his nose and mouth, he didn’t feel suffocation, only a coolness like a tranquil summer night urged him to drowsy.