A mushroom demon who had cultivated for a thousand years was sunning itself when a greedy rabbit spirit picked it and brought it home as an offering to their boss. When a thousand-year-old mushroom meets a ten-thousand-year-old monster, will it be eaten in one bite, or fattened up first?
"I've heard of thousand-year-old ginseng and thousand-year-old lingzhi. A thousand-year-old mushroom? What's that? Some kind of mutation?" Liushang set down the book in his hands, stood up, and took the hand of the person beside him. "But no matter what, you're the only thousand-year-old mushroom in the world. I have to keep you safe."
