Transmigrated into a Grandpa, Embracing the Laid-Back Life

Chapter 475: The Compendium of Ancient Mythical Beasts

After saying all this, Qin Yi grabbed a few pellets of ration from the large pouch, placed them in his palm, and held it out in front of Shadow.

The Shadow, who had still been somewhat wary of Qin Yi just moments ago, instantly abandoned all caution at the sight of food. It darted its head forward with incredible agility, pecking the ration pellets from Qin Yi's hand clean in just two or three swift bites.

After finishing its meal, instead of flying back to Su Ming's shoulder, it hopped directly onto Qin Yi's shoulder. It rubbed its tiny, fluffy head—still lacking hard feathers—against Qin Yi's cheek with extreme affection, even letting out a cooing sound that resembled a spoiled demand.

"Hahaha..."

Qin Yi burst into hearty laughter, utterly charmed by its adorable, comical demeanor. He reached out a finger and gently tapped its head. "You little thing, you really are a sly one who follows whoever feeds you."

Once his laughter subsided, Qin Yi's expression gradually turned more serious. He looked at Shadow, who had hopped back onto Su Ming's shoulder and was preening its feathers, and his tone carried a hint of deeper meaning.

"Little Junior Brother, after I returned from your place last time, I went straight to the Transmission Pavilion. I spent a long time flipping through the ancient tomes in the archives, searching for records about ancient avian species."

Qin Yi paused, his gaze growing profound. "In a damaged copy of the *Ancient Records of Extraordinary Beasts*, I found a few scattered lines about it."

Su Ming's expression grew serious as he listened attentively.

text said: 'The Profound Shadow Crow is an ancient variant whose bloodline can be refined and cultivated into a Three-Legged Crow. Pure-blooded specimens are born looking like ordinary fowl, but their intellect awakens early, and they bear a hidden marking between their brows.'"At the mention of the "hidden marking between the brows," Su Ming's pupils contracted almost imperceptibly. He

continued reciting the ancient text: "'As for the Three-Legged Crow: it wields true fire and can match a Spirit Transformation cultivator. If it encounters an opportunity, it can advance further, survive a heavenly tribulation, shed its mortal form, and become a true divine

repeated the two words silently in his mind, feeling their heavy

Yi's tone suddenly shifted, becoming extremely rational. "But, Little Junior Brother, as your Senior Brother, I must give you one warning—never pour resources meant for your own cultivation into this spirit beast in an

Ming was

Qin Yi sighed. "Spirit beasts have incredibly long lifespans. A single hibernation, a single molting, could take decades or even centuries. Some spirit beasts with pure bloodlines need an agonizingly long time to accumulate enough to reach a realm equivalent to

figure who dominated the world relying on their spirit

it, a hundred years might just mean it's barely out of infancy." Qin Yi pointed

like the tolling of

the true face of the immortal cultivation world. There were no easy, instant reversals

keep them in

every risk. Su Ming would naturally cultivate Shadow,

Beast Peak to his cave dwelling at Gazing

it was clearly tired. It ate a small handful of ration pellets mixed with Stardust Powder from Su Ming's palm, then wobbled over to the soft nest specially

Ming stood by the nest, looking down at the black little creature curled up into a ball no bigger than a fist, illuminated by the faint glow of the night pearls embedded in the cave ceiling. With its steady, even breathing, the fine feathers on its body rose and fell slightly, faintly resonating with the stray Star Power floating

only an instant before Su Ming forcibly suppressed it. He turned around and strode to the stone table in the center of the cave dwelling,

wrist, he took out from his storage pouch the tattered *Soul-Nourishing Incense Formula* he had picked up from a street stall at the market, as well as a small, thumb-thick stick of dark gray incense he had painstakingly ground and