Luo Jiujiang instinctively drew his sword to counter, but it just missed the axe. The words "We can discuss this" were strangled in his throat as he watched helplessly...

Looking at the Yaofeng Peak Master who was so skinny that only a bag of bones remained, he picked up an axe that was stronger and heavier than him and chopped down the Question Frost Tree next to Luo Jiujiang with great skill.

Luo Jiujiang: “…”

As if Luo Jiujiang was standing a little too far away, the man tugged at him by the collar with one hand, pulling him closer. With his other hand, he casually threw his axe, the massive axe shaking the nearby ground. Sensing Luo Jiujiang's confused struggle, Yin Bansi tightened his left hand. His free right hand pointed at the freshly chopped stump, grabbed something misty, and led it towards Luo Jiujiang, then smeared it on his face.

Like an unmelted stream, something formless and intangible was suddenly thrust into his body, flowing slowly through his meridians. It felt chilly but not biting, icy but not eerie. As it flowed, the pearl suspended high in Luo Jiujiang's dantian shone in response, and a large amount of spiritual energy appeared within him almost out of thin air.

The cool comfort spread throughout his body without even a blink of an eye, and Luo Jiujiang's breakthrough only took a moment.

He got promoted.

His cultivation was now approaching the fourth level of foundation building, which was obviously the result of the cooperation between the white mist and the pearl in his dantian. Perhaps it was also due to the realization he had gained from the moment the egret took him flying in the sky. The combination of these three factors allowed him to gain more than others.

Luo Jiujiang opened his eyes. It was obvious that Yin Bansi had not expected that his cultivation could increase so much. He looked him up and down several times.

"The tree spirit you just used on me was this tree, right? Thank you for your help, Peak Master."

It is said that plants of higher grades will have plant souls, each with different functions. I think the function of this plant is to help people improve their cultivation.

Luo Jiujiang smiled gratefully. With his cultivation level improved and the surprise of "it turns out he's not that difficult to get along with", the image of Yin Bansi in his eyes became extremely friendly, so friendly that Luo Jiujiang casually pinned the palm flower in his hand on the other's lapel, "Peak Master, take it back for research and compare it with the seeds. I don't want to keep this one here."

It's like a typhoon that comes suddenly, like a tsunami that occurs when you are caught off guard, like a hideous flash of lightning that tears through the sky in the darkness, and even more like a ghost that spits out a breath of gloomy energy at you from behind a narrow house.

Yin Bansi: "..."

The atmosphere suddenly became horribly oppressive.

Yin Bansi silently lowered his head to glance at the palm flower pinned on his lapel, then slowly raised his head to face Luo Jiujiang, the expression on his face had become extremely terrifying.

Luo Jiujiang: “…” No, it seems he was wrong!

"You..." Yin Bansi only uttered one word, but from the tone of this word, Luo Jiujiang seemed to have heard countless ways of his own death. He laughed dryly and took a step back, then heard the other party grit his teeth and squeeze out two cold words from between his teeth, "Take it."

Although he looked like he wanted to say "go to hell".

Luo Jiujiang quickly and obediently took the flower in his palm off his clothes.

"..." Looking up again, Yin Bansi's face had turned green.

"Take it." He said word by word.

Even Luo Jiujiang, a man of shrewd intelligence, took a moment to realize the true object Yin Bansi had told him to "hold." He was silent for a moment, then tentatively placed his hand on the lonely, chopped-down Question Frost tree. He asked uncertainly, "This?"

Yin Bansi looked at him with a sinister look, but didn't say no.

Luo Jiujiang: “…”

Even though the appearance of the Frost Tree is similar to that of fruit trees such as peach and apricot trees, its crown occupies a large area. Although Luo Jiujiang has a storage bag on his waist, none of them has such a large space to hold it. So if he wants to take the Frost Tree away, it seems that he can only carry it all the way down the mountain.

But looking at the entire top of Yao Peak, there is only this one Frost Tree. If he takes it away like this, will the Divine Heron be able to pick up the flower when he comes again tomorrow?

"The students are competing to shoot the divine bird to win the Frost Flower. Wouldn't it be a shame for me to just take it away?" Luo Jiujiang asked tentatively. He understood Yin Bansi's intention; it was simply that the packet of palm-flower seeds was too valuable, and a few broken branches wouldn't even cover the price. The problem was, firstly, Luo Jiujiang didn't really care about the item, and secondly, if you thought it was too expensive, you could just give it back in a handful.

Cutting down the tree first and asking for permission later and forcing it on himself, isn't this making things difficult for Luo Ritian?

Yin Bansi glanced down at the newly cut tree stump, his sarcasm evident without him even saying a word: "The tree's already been cut down, and you're still saying this? What kind of bullshit are you talking about?"

The question is, who would have guessed you were raising your axe with such murderous intent behind someone's back just to chop down a tree? Luo Jiujiang rubbed his brows, a headache forming. He squatted down, slinging the Wenshuang tree onto his shoulder. It was no exaggeration to say this tree was worth a fortune, but with him carrying it like this, its aura completely changed, as if it were destined for the stove as firewood.

"I'm sorry to bother you, Peak Master. I'll take my leave now."

Yin Bansi remained silent. He stared at Luo Jiujiang gloomily. Even though his expression remained still, his slightly drooping eyebrows, his aura, even his hairstyle and stance, all betrayed a desire to expel him. Perhaps he truly possessed a certain innate aura: wherever he stepped, a faint "get out" emanated from within a ten-mile radius.

Then Luo Jiujiang suddenly realized.

According to the scholar, the Medicine Peak master always said to the dying, "It's ugly, incurable, get out." He had initially been curious why no one had given him a sack. Now that he had seen it with his own eyes, he realized that even the condescending "get out" was a special favor to the dying.

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