The Tai Chi Bear cub perched on Bai Zichen's shoulder, scrambled a bit, but its short little arms couldn't hold on, and it tumbled straight to the ground.
It quickly rolled back to his leg and clambered back up, wobbling as it clung to the hem of his Daoist Robe.
"Since you're so good at rolling, I'll just call you Genggeng."
Bai Zichen pinched the scruff of Genggeng's neck. It let out a soft cry like a kitten and curled itself into a little furball.
Tossing Genggeng back onto his shoulder, he noted that the little guy was a Tier One Mid-Grade Spirit Beast from birth and not nearly as fragile as it looked.
He glanced at the care manual. The instructions were surprisingly detailed; he figured the manual alone could probably sell for a hundred Spirit Stones.
The Tai Chi Bear had a varied diet, eating everything from fish and fodder to all kinds of fruit. When hungry, it would even chew and swallow ore.
