"I have surrendered to you. Please give me some divine power. I haven't obtained enough blood and divine power for countless years. If it weren't for me being asleep or for the Holy Water and the original energy pervading here, I would've died long ago," the Evil Mandragora said.
She stared at the blood on the ground, hardly restraining her impulse to absorb it. However, she knew that Ricky and Hannah would not allow her to do that.
"Certainly." Ricky nodded. Then, he condensed and took out a mass of divine power from the Divine Manor and handed it to the Evil Mandragora.
The Evil Mandragora could not believe her eyes, and Jasper and the others didn't either.
Once again, Ricky was a mystery to them.
They had not known that Ricky possessed divine power. But that was probably an important secret of Ricky, so they did not ask about it.
After devouring the mass of divine power, the Evil Mandragora improved in appearance and aura significantly. Although the blood on the ground still appealed to her, she no longer felt the strong desire to absorb it.
"Tell us why you're here, Evil Mandragora," Ricky asked.
"Countless years ago, I met a powerful master who was the owner of the Holy Herbal Garden. He was a demi-spiritual potentate, so I was no match for him. But he didn't kill me. He only kept me under control," the Evil Mandragora started.
"He sealed me in the Holy Pond and left the original energy in it. With the original energy, as long as I remain asleep, I wouldn't be in danger.
The original energy spread in the Holy Herbal Garden, and he put the garden in chaos. When the Holy Herbal Garden was finally eroded by chaos, I was able to emerge.
I didn't, though, because I knew I would need fresh blood or divine power as soon as I stepped out. So I stayed in a half-asleep state. Not long ago, the Holy Herbal Garden finally landed at this place, which gave me a chance to successfully come out."
"So that explains it. Our arrival enabled you to come out," Ricky said.
"That's right. Only to end up shackled to someone else," the Evil Mandragora said begrudgingly.
Jasper snorted, "You should be glad to belong to someone like Ricky and Hannah, lady. You will never fail as long as you follow them. Besides, you should do more good to make up for all the killing you did eons ago."
The Evil Mandragora just rolled her eyes but avoided Ricky's gaze.
After all, nobody dared roll their eyes at a genius who could cultivate the chaotic power.
"Is there another opportunity here besides the Holy Pond?" Ricky then asked. "Each of us has lost half of our blood here. That means we've lost half of our blood essence."
"There is another Holy Pond," the Evil Mandragora answered.
"What do you mean?" Ricky asked in confusion.
"This is a Holy Herbal Garden of that demi-spiritual potentate. Of course there isn't only one Holy Pond here," the Evil Mandragora explained.
"Tell us about it," Ricky said excitedly. All the others got excited, too.
"There's one more, the Holy Water in which hasn't been absorbed by me. It's the pure Holy Water. If you absorb the energy in it, you're very likely to get your lost blood back. As for your blood essence, it will come back, too, through your cultivation in less than a month."
It was too easy extracting such vital information from the Evil Mandragora. It was because she was somehow scared of Ricky now and she thought her future would be doomed if she did not cooperate. After all, she had almost killed him and his friends a few moments earlier.
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