The Luckiest Dumb Doctor-Chapter 637 - Alfier Porter_1

Chapter 637: Chapter 637 Alfier Porter_1

Chapter 637 -637 Alfier Porter_1

“Behave, baby, stop struggling; the more you struggle, the more excited I become.”

Greg Jensen knew this egg was absolutely extraordinary; he laughed heartily and then started channeling his mana according to the “Blood God Pact” described in the jade slip.

As the incantation began, the egg suddenly ceased its trembling, and the green veins on its surface slowly retracted.

Moments later, the egg had dramatically changed in appearance.

The grayish-green shell was smooth as a mirror, seemingly emitting a faint luminescence that was hard for the naked eye to discern, looking quite pleasing.

Seeing this, Greg Jensen quickly bit his tongue tip and, with a “pfft,” spewed out a mouthful of essence blood that instantly dyed the grayish-green shell red.

He extended his finger and drew a mysterious symbol on it, then shouted in a low voice, “Seal!”

Hum!

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The egg trembled sharply, emitting a low hum; the essence blood on the shell was quickly absorbed during the tremor and soon disappeared without a trace.

The grayish-white shell became smooth as a mirror once more.

The next second, the egg suddenly floated over.

It came to Greg Jensen’s side, affectionately rubbing against his arm, and murmured in a pleasing tone.

It worked!

Greg Jensen’s mind stirred as he discovered a strange new connection in his Divine Sense.

Knowing that the Blood God Pact was successful, he couldn’t help but laugh heartily, then reached out to caress the egg, saying,

“You are too big, I can’t carry you with me. Can you become smaller?”

Before the words even ended, the egg indeed began to shrink rapidly until it was the size of a quail’s egg and finally stopped, hopping into Greg Jensen’s hand.

Greg Jensen was overjoyed; he had known the egg was special, but he hadn’t expected that before even hatching, it already possessed such abilities.

Truly impressive!

If it could be hatched, what then?

Laughing like a proud father, Greg Jensen said, “Shall I call you Alfier Porter then?”

The egg swiftly circled Greg Jensen, and a very faint murmur reached his ears; he naturally sensed the joy in it.

“Haha, then it’s settled!”

Greg Jensen smiled, casually pocketing Alfier Porter.

He glanced at the Blood Pool, noticing the blood inside was nearly dried up, and after one last look at the cave, he finally put his mind at ease upon seeing nothing valuable left.

He could now be fairly certain that the Yin Sha energy had all been absorbed by Alfier Porter, ensuring that this place would never again be the source of any trouble.

Without any lingering attachment, Greg Jensen turned and stepped outside, taking one last look at the stone door before striking the nearby stone wall with his palm.

Crack!

The stone wall fractured, collapsing in countless pieces that swiftly sealed the stone door.

Greg Jensen smiled faintly, patted his pocket where Alfier Porter was, and then stepped out of the cave.

It was noon, and the sunlight was somewhat blinding.

Squinting slightly, Greg Jensen then saw Lukas Simon leading people, standing in front of the cave.

“Master Xu, the Yin Sha…”

“Has been completely eradicated; this place will never see the Yin Sha again.”

Before he finished speaking, a hush fell over the crowd.

Lukas Simon, Elijah Hall, and all the soldiers fell silent, the wind passing through and bringing with it several trails of hot tears.

Without saying a word, Lukas Simon bowed deeply to Greg Jensen, Elijah Hall, and the soldiers did the same.

At that moment, gratitude was written on everyone’s faces.

They had been stationed in this place for many years, constantly enduring the torment of the sinister, soul-corroding evil Qi.

Over the years, who knows how many soldiers had been eroded by this evil Qi, some to the point of death, others left paralyzed and bedridden,

Now, finally, someone had helped them resolve this trouble, how could they not feel gratitude, not be moved?

Lukas Simon’s eyes brimmed with hot tears as he excitedly said, “Thank you, Master Greg!”

“Thank you, Master Greg!”

The thunderous voices echoed like a tidal wave through the valley.

Looking at those aged faces, Greg Jensen was also deeply touched, yet he didn’t know quite what to say.

Lukas Simon stepped forward, took his hand, and laughed, “Master Greg, come on, let’s not return until we’re drunk today!”

In the past, Lukas Simon would never dare to propose “let’s not return until we’re drunk” as he always had to stay sober, vigilant against unforeseen incidents that he might be unable to handle.

The Yin Sha Qi was like shackles, binding him tightly.

Now, at last, he felt a great relief!

“Good, then let’s not return until we’re drunk!”

Greg Jensen was equally spirited and followed Lukas Simon to the restaurant, where they drank and chatted until both were a bit tipsy, then retired to their rooms to rest.

Back in his room, Greg Jensen freshened up, then took out Alfier Porter, sliced open his palm, and dropped a bead of fresh blood onto it.

This was the method recorded in the “Blood Divine Pact” for hatching beast eggs.

The blood was absorbed instantly, and Alfier Porter buzzed around Greg Jensen in joyful circles, like a child rewarded with a treat.

Greg Jensen casually held it in his hand, feeling the life force within and his face showed a delighted smile.

He coaxed it gently as one would a child, “Hurry up and grow big, then we can go out and play together.”

Alfier Porter seemed to understand his words, humanely bouncing twice in front of his eyes as if nodding in agreement.

Greg Jensen was overjoyed, and after playing with it for a while, he went to bed.

The next morning, Greg Jensen went to bid farewell to Lukas Simon.

He noticed some soldiers were already packing their bags and couldn’t help but feel surprised, asking, “Brother Lukas, what is this…?”

“Haha, there’s no evil Qi here anymore, our duty here is completed. We’ll be reassigned to the capital within a couple of days,” Lukas Simon explained with a happy laugh.

“In the future, if Master Greg has time, you must come to the capital for a visit. I’d like to show you hospitality,” said Lukas Simon with joy.

“Of course,” Greg Jensen replied with a smile. He didn’t think highly of Lukas Simon’s nephew, but he had a fairly good impression of Lukas Simon himself; otherwise, he wouldn’t have come to help repeatedly.

Of course, the main reason was the presence of Yin Sha Qi, which was beneficial for his cultivation.

This trip to The West River Valley had been very rewarding for Greg Jensen. In just half a month, he had stabilized his realm by leveraging the sinister Qi of this place.

In this era of declining law, such rapid progress in cultivation was probably faster than even some disciples of the Hidden Sect with blessed lands and caves.

More importantly, Greg Jensen had also acquired a magical creature like Alfier Porter. Once it grew up, it would undoubtedly become another source of strength for him.

He flew back to East Peak Manor on his sword. First, he met with Amelia Simmons and the others at home, then visited the second-floor apartment where Elijah Hall lived.

Amelia Simmons was also practicing the Guidance Technique, and as her cultivation level continuously increased, she looked healthier than before.

Her once completely white hair now had a few black strands in it.

Greg Jensen hadn’t expected cultivation to have such an effect and stared at her hair for a long time.

Amelia Simmons blushed under his gaze, and with her head down, she asked, “Why… why are you staring at me like that?”

Greg Jensen chuckled and said, “It’s nothing. I just think you’re getting more and more beautiful, and I couldn’t help but admire you for a bit longer.”

Amelia Simmons snorted, “Nonsense, I’ve become an old hag. What’s there to admire?”

At that moment, Thomas Lampe’s voice came from outside, “Boss, there’s something I want to discuss with you.”