After a brief silence, the white tiger actually nodded slightly, agreeing to Zhang Mu's conditions.

"Five hundred first-order mutant beasts, plus one more to trade with in the future, in exchange for one crystal of the essence of the origin of wood."

When Baihu's voice slowly sounded, Zhang Mu was delighted. He didn't expect Baihu to be so decisive.

In fact, he himself did not know the real reason why the white tiger compromised like this, because it had already discovered the uniqueness of Zhang Mu, or in other words, his great luck.

Everyone has aura, and in Baihu's careful eyes, Zhang Mu's aura, against the backdrop of the rising sun, is actually like a coiled golden dragon, accumulating but not releasing, constantly plundering the fortune of the weather and adding it to itself.

Baihu's interest now is simply on the origin of Zhang Mu, on Zhang Mu as a person.

Karma is a cycle. If you make good karma with Zhang Mu, a person who has great luck in the world, you will be rewarded in the future.

The world has changed drastically. The identity of the White Tiger is extremely mysterious, but it has to carefully make complete plans for everything and not miss any chance to escape the outcome that it dare not even imagine.

Now, this era has only opened the road to evolution.

The real era of great darkness and reckoning has not yet arrived. When that time comes, all living things will be devastated, and no matter whether they are humans or beasts, they will not be able to escape their destined fate.

Recalling the foreshadowed Great Dark Age of Reckoning, a hint of fear flashed in Baihu's eyes.

Although it has never experienced it, the innate fear is like a layer of haze covering its heart, which is why it is so eager to collect the essence of wood.

However, when it suddenly had an idea and began to observe Zhang Mu carefully, it was really shocked that it did not catch the trajectory of his fate.

Can't see through!

This shows that this person's luck has not been captured by the current river of fate.

Regardless of whether Zhang Mu escaped with great luck or gained power with great luck, he had to establish a good relationship with him. Just like the saying goes, if you keep company with a lucky person, you will naturally benefit from his luck.

But if everyone around you is unlucky, you will be implicated even if you are not unlucky.

but

It is something that cannot be said openly, or even revealed. Revealing the secret in advance will result in severe retribution.

It cannot be said. It cannot be said.

After the secret is revealed, not only Zhang Mu, but also it will be implicated, and it is very likely to be dragged into the long river of fate again, which will bring only harm and no benefit.

This is different from Long Er's small-scale prophecy. This is a great secret, a great prophecy. Baihu can only roughly know the future, but it cannot even control its own destiny. After advancing to the second level, its further awakening makes its soul begin to revive slowly. It only knows that it has to collect the breath of the origin.

However, the only origin breath discovered is only in Zhang Mu. However, everything is fate. Only a person with great luck like Zhang Mu can obtain the origin of wood without being overwhelmed by the powerful aura of the origin and backfired.

However, although Zhang Mu's wood origin has been contaminated by the breath of the great darkness, it has not yet begun to be truly polluted. But according to Zhang Mu's current behavior without any understanding of the situation, the breath of the wood origin can only continue to degenerate.

Now Baihu cannot be taken from Zhang Mu by force, nor can he reveal the key to him. He can only let it develop and hope that Zhang Mu's good fortune can protect him from danger.

Seeing that Baihu was still in deep thought, Zhang Mu thought that it was calculating the pros and cons of trading with him, so he urged him, "Baihu, you agreed so readily just now, are you going back on your word now?"

Bai Hu was about to speak when he suddenly felt his heart tighten. He felt that his contact with Zhang Mu must stop here and he should not interfere too much. So he kept silent, moved away, turned around and looked down at the herd of animals around him.

All the mutant beasts under its command were crawling on the ground. For such a long time, they did not dare to move without the king's order.

The white tiger took a quick look around and saw the jackals that were occasionally heading in its direction, looking guilty. It instantly became furious. The only reason it had failed in the battle with Zhang Mu was because of them.

Anger suddenly surged up, the tiger's paw shook, and it let out a roar that shook the heavens and the earth in the direction of the jackals.

This time was different from the conversation with Zhang Mu. There seemed to be some other energy added to Baihu's voice. When the sound waves spread out, they first knocked over the mutant beasts around them that were affected.

The sound of a tiger's roar is so powerful that it makes all animals dare not even think of resisting.

The idea of ​​resistance.

The jackals, who were the main targets of the attack, were blown away.

However, the white tiger's roar lasted for a very long time, and the jackals seemed to be intimidated by another kind of pressure from the white tiger and could not get up at all. As for the other mutant beasts, they had already fled the disaster scene.

A stampede sounded, and all the mutant beasts that could move tried their best to run out of the distance where the sound waves could not harm their bodies. Those that could not move were too close to the white tiger, and now they are stuck here forever with the jackal clan. All of them died with blood coming out of all their orifices, all of them being roared to death by the white tiger.

"You count the number of people. There are 400 jackals, and the other beasts on the ground plus the number that have passed. This way of killing should minimize the loss of blood food."

For some reason, Baihu became silent and stopped talking.

Zhang Mu was a little confused, but since it had already met Zhang Mu's conditions, he naturally could not delay. He used his mental strength to urge the Blood Vine Lotus to quickly take out the essence crystal.

A somewhat illusory blood vine lotus seed was reluctantly ejected from the body of the blood vine lotus and landed in Zhang Mu's hand. He carefully examined the small lotus seed in his hand. It was somewhat similar to the first time he saw the blood vine lotus seed, except that the blood color of this one was not as rich as the original one.

Sure enough, just as the Blood Vine Lotus told Zhang Mu, taking out this essence crystal would seriously damage his vitality. Zhang Mu clearly felt the Blood Vine Lotus suddenly wilting and becoming lifeless in Zhang Mu's left arm.

Zhang Mu casually threw the essence crystal in the direction of the white tiger, then jumped off the obsidian worm's carapace and found a mutant beast's corpse nearby to let the blood vine lotus absorb it to recover.

The strength and speed of the Blood Vine Lotus in extending its vines suddenly decreased, and even the vines seemed a little withered. It then penetrated into the corpses of several mutant beasts and sucked at the same time, and then it slowly filled up.

Zhang Mu glanced in the direction of the white tiger with his peripheral vision and found that the essence crystal had fallen on the white tiger's paw and had begun to spread, trying to parasitize and take root in the white tiger's body. This was also the nature of the blood vine lotus. Its essence crystal was equivalent to its children.

But what happened next left Zhang Mu dumbfounded.

The white tiger actually swallowed the growing, sprouting and rooting blood vine lotus larva in one gulp.

(End of this chapter)