Everyone in the backyard, except for Wu Tian, was stunned. Were they dreaming? Had they not yet woken up?
"Slap me!"
"Alright!"
"SLAP!"
"Ouch, that hurts!"
In the backyard, everyone was dumbfounded!
"Did you... did you all hear the Ginseng Fruit Tree speak?" Thinking of this, Lan Qingfeng, the seven-year-old boy, said joyfully, "The Ginseng Fruit Tree, which all three of my masters thought couldn’t speak, just spoke to me! Does this mean... does this mean I’m the reincarnation of the legendary Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi?"
It was rare enough for a seven-year-old to be so composed, but after the Ginseng Fruit Tree spoke, he reverted to a childish state, so overjoyed he seemed silly. What did it mean that the Ginseng Fruit Tree could speak?
"No, no, no! I’m the one who watered the Lord Ginseng Fruit Tree today. Perhaps it was moved by the sincerity of my daily watering," another young Daoist acolyte chimed in.
However, a few of the calmer acolytes didn’t think so. The Lord Ginseng Fruit Tree hadn’t spoken before, not earlier, not later. Why speak now? They couldn’t help but look toward Wu Tian and his companions.
The next moment, SWOOSH! From beneath the Ginseng Fruit Tree, a thick root resembling a soaring dragon lashed out at Wu Tian like lightning.
Wu Tian didn’t resist. He had long since sensed that the Ginseng Fruit Tree possessed its own consciousness and bore him no ill will. It seemed there was something it wanted to ask of him.
Finally, the root coiled around Wu Tian’s waist. An aperture of light appeared on the trunk of the Ginseng Fruit Tree, and with a flick of the root, Wu Tian was tossed inside.
The glowing opening on the tree trunk vanished!
The tree became motionless once more, as if it had returned to being a tree that could neither move nor speak. Everything fell silent.
"Dad got eaten by this demonic tree?" the little one murmured to himself before sensing something and giggling. "How fun, so much fun! What a pity it wasn’t me who got eaten!"
Qin Yuhan and the others were speechless.
Once they recovered, Qin Yuhan grew the most anxious, her pretty face turning deathly pale.
"What in the world is going on?"
"Give me back my Lord!"
Liu Tianji and the others rushed toward the Ginseng Fruit Tree, but they were blocked by Lan Qingfeng and the other acolytes. "Stop! Don’t harm the Ginseng Fruit Tree!"
"That’s right! This tree has a profound connection with us Immortals. Please, don’t lay a hand on it."
Unable to watch any longer, the Ginseng Fruit Tree spoke directly. "Relax, the boy will be fine! Just watch quietly from there. I, your grandpa, am merely discussing the Dao with him!"
Lan Qingfeng and the other acolytes were stunned. Wu Tian is qualified to discuss the Dao with the Ginseng Fruit Tree? How is that even possible?
He muttered in stunned disbelief, I... I’m actually no match for it? He called himself the Monarch in Harmony with the World, and the Monarch in Harmony with Heaven and the Lord with the Earth were equally extraordinary. How could they not even be a match for a single tree? Zhen Yuanzi could surely have defeated this tree back in the day, right? So why can’t we?
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Little did they know, the Ginseng Fruit Tree was on the verge of cursing its roots off. Fucking hell! All you did was eat a few of your grandpa’s fruits and cultivate some ordinary Immortal Secret. Do you really think you’re Saints? Don’t you know that my master is Zhen Yuanzi, and his moniker was also Monarch in Harmony with the World? He himself never dared to claim the titles of Monarch in Harmony with Heaven or Lord with the Earth. You three fools are just courting death! Such arrogance and conceit!
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