"Waaah... You want me to heal this woman?" The Sacred Tree wept mournfully, "I'll lose at least half of my life essence in the process," "This is the accumulation of over ten thousand years of my savings, woe is me!" "Waaah, just burn me alive, I don't want to live anymore, I have no path forward..."

"Ahem," Jun Dasao comforted, "Even if you truly have no path forward, you must heal her first. Words spoken, especially by a great figure like the Sacred Tree, cannot just be treated as nonsense." "Stop crying for now. Even if you intend to commit suicide afterward, heal her first, and then successfully force the sapling to sprout. Then you can kill yourself if you wish." Was this comfort?

The Sacred Tree was so enraged it nearly leaped up to fight this shameless rogue to the death! Was that even something a person should say? If I help you complete everything, what reason would I have left to kill myself?

"Relax, an emperor doesn't starve his soldiers. You definitely won't lose out on this trade," Jun Dasao chuckled, the Chaos Fire burning in his right hand, while a tender green sphere of light reappeared between his left fingers.

"Waaah... Waaah..." Upon seeing this green light sphere, the Sacred Tree cried even harder, "It's all because of this so-called 'Ten Thousand Wood Growth Power' that I've fallen into this miserable state!" "Now look at the state of things, my entire fortune is nearly depleted, and I haven't even managed to consume any of it!" "Besides, this thing only speeds up my growth; it doesn't accelerate the accumulation of my life essence!" "Even if you gave me this green light sphere, I couldn't possibly generate that much life essence in such a short time!"

"Not losing out? If this deal goes through, it's outright financial ruin!" "Tsk! You're an ancient monster who has lived for ten thousand years, why are you crying like a little girl?"

Jun Moxie was getting impatient. This creature wouldn't stop crying and hadn't even answered the question yet. "Just give me a straight answer on whether you can do it or not. If it's truly impossible, I won't make things difficult for you. I certainly won't trouble someone useless..."

Saying he wouldn't trouble him, the Chaos Fire inexplicably leaped up, seized something, leaped back, and seized it again...

"You call this not troubling me?" "What would constitute troubling you, then?" "Waaah..." The Sacred Tree, teetering on the verge of collapse, felt its existence was utterly tragic. "Can't even bluff a little? This guy actually carries a semi-corpse with a nearly shattered soul with him... And my bluff instantly manifested? Is bluffing a crime?"

This fellow before him had fierce light in his eyes and overwhelming killing intent. He claimed he wasn't making things difficult, but the Sacred Tree knew clearly that if it dared to say no, it might turn to ash the next second. That black flame was terrifying, absolutely its ultimate nemesis—a million-percent bane. Is there any justice in this world? How could such a person exist?

"Can you or can't you? Give me a quick, clear answer. I'm in a hurry!"

The murderous aura on Jun Moxie's face grew thicker. If this thing was trying to deceive him and turn his hopes to dust... this young master would really burn you alive into a pile of charcoal for roasting lamb skewers...

"Yes! Really yes! Definitely yes! Absolutely yes!"

The Sacred Tree trembled instantly, too scared to even cry anymore, and gave a crisp, loud reply. It could clearly sense the killing intent woven into Jun Moxie's tone; how could it dare say no?

It had to say yes, even if it meant betting its entire life! Although it was depressed enough to want to commit suicide, the situation hadn't reached that point of absolute despair yet. Besides, who wants to die when they can live? Even if the price to pay this time was truly astronomical...

"Then hurry up! Crying and whimpering, aren't you annoying?"

Jun Moxie realized this creature only responded to hard tactics, so his tone immediately grew harsher. Further pressure was necessary when dealing with this kind of entity...

"My lord..." The Sacred Tree looked at the harbinger of doom before it with immense grievance and pleaded, "That Ten Thousand Wood Growth Power... you must give it to me!"

"Hmm," Jun Moxie nodded, "I am different from you. When I, this Great Master, speak, my words are always kept. One word is one fact!"

"Er... Thank you, my lord," the Sacred Tree said this, feeling utterly wronged and humiliated to the extreme. This person before him had scraped clean its entire fortune, yet it still had to thank him. What kind of logic was this?

After recalculating the gains and losses one more time, the Sacred Tree reluctantly nodded its consent...

"Ahhh M-M-M-M~!" Turning around, the Sacred Tree let out another mournful cry.

"What's wrong now? So jumpy! Are you possessed?"

Jun Moxie was startled as well. Was this thing about to put on another act?

"This... this... I don't want to live anymore... I really don't want to live anymore..." The Sacred Tree pointed at the Sacred Tree embryo in the pool, so angry it felt like it was about to explode. Forcing the sapling to sprout only required soaking it for a brief moment, but while they were talking, grieving, and crying, it completely forgot this crucial detail...

Now, the seed had absorbed at least ten times the amount of life essence required to nurture a single Sacred Tree seed. The seed was certainly thriving, but the Sacred Tree felt such agony it could almost spit blood! "Misfortune never comes singly; a boat in distress meets a headwind!" This was truly running into the ancestor of all bad luck!

This kind of compounding disaster almost made the Sacred Tree roll its eyes and faint from the heartache...

It hurriedly fished the Divine Seed out of the pool and discovered that the seed, which had been somewhat wrinkled before, was now plump and full, even bubbling in places as if letting out a satisfied burp—it seemed thoroughly fed...

"I really..." The Sacred Tree almost wanted to throw this seed out and smash it to pieces!

"Hmm?"

Jun Dasao let out a faint warning sound from the side.

The Sacred Tree shuddered, bent over, and slowly turned around, its face plastered with a fawning smile: "My... my lord, this seed is already... done..."

"Done? I need to inspect it. Don't think you can slack off!"

Jun Moxie reached out without ceremony and took it. Naturally, he used his left hand. The mass of Wood Power was withdrawn as well. "Okay, now you start healing her." Jun Dasao slightly raised his eyelids.

"Yes... my lord!" The Sacred Tree's face was wrinkled like a bitter gourd. Its large, branch-covered hand carefully held Qian Xun's body and moved it toward the pool.

"Be careful, be gentle," Dasao repeatedly urged, unable to relax, "Slowly, softly..."

The Sacred Tree felt nauseous again internally: If you don't trust me, why don't you do it yourself? Why are you nagging? Judging by how nervous you are, this woman isn't your wife; you must have picked up some mistress somewhere... Don't celebrate too soon, there will be a time when your own backyard catches fire...

After cursing fiercely in its heart, the body of Serpent King Qian Xun finally sank completely into the pool.

"Sinking entirely like that, is it okay? She still needs to breathe, right?" Jun Moxie asked, still uneasy.

"Do you know more, or do I? Are you healing her, or am I?" The Sacred Tree finally couldn't bear it and erupted to its limit, turning around and asking fiercely, "Or perhaps you want to do it?"

"Damn it! You've got some nerve!" Jun Dasao nearly jumped up, pointing directly at the creature's huge nose, "You have some guts, say that again to me?"

"I... My lord, my lord... You are my true great lord! I was wrong, I was wrong, isn't that enough?" The Sacred Tree was startled and immediately remembered its precarious situation. It immediately softened.

"You know you're wrong? Hmph! If you can't heal her, you can just wait to become charcoal! How dare you yell at this Great Master? Your gall is getting too thick," Jun Moxie roared menacingly, with a fierce expression and narrowed brows. Against this kind of bully who only attacks the weak, one must be harder, much harder, maintaining absolute dominance!

The Sacred Tree became servile and repeatedly guaranteed, "~I will heal her perfectly! I will heal her perfectly, please don't be so fierce..." Internally, it kept regretting: This guy clearly doesn't play by the rules; why did I dare to shout at him just now? I brought this suffering upon myself for no reason...

The Sacred Tree had become somewhat accustomed to its current predicament. "En, what did you say? How was I fierce? I was just teaching you how to behave!" Young Master Jun said coldly.

"Yes, yes, my lord, it is I who failed to understand your profound meaning!" the Sacred Tree replied.

"Then tell me, how gentle am I?" Young Master Jun asked in a strange tone.

"You are so gentle..." The Sacred Tree was nearly in tears again...

"Alright, keep up the good work!" Jun Moxie waved his hand and let his consciousness sink into the interior of the Hongjun Pagoda. The most urgent task now was to fully utilize the Wood Power within the Hongjun Pagoda to force this tree seed to sprout, preferably until it could bear its first set of fruit. If, after leaving this place, he discovered this weakling tree had deliberately fooled him with a seed that looked good but couldn't bear fruit, that would truly be a total loss, a disaster...

Inside the Hongjun Pagoda, he selected a large open space and planted the seed in the center. He then manipulated the dense spiritual energy within the Pagoda to rush toward this spot, seeping into the soil... The soil within the Hongjun Pagoda was naturally incomparable to the outside world—it was all spiritual matter filled with spiritual energy...

"Indeed, after only a short while, a vibrant green sapling sprouted from the ground. It shook in the breeze and instantly shot up nearly ten feet tall..." Standing straight, like a bamboo pole, leaves began to slowly grow on its trunk. Jun Moxie waved his left hand, and the Wood Power, with minute adjustments, flew toward the tree. A halo of pale green light instantly enveloped the small tree.

Fearing he might over-nurture and ruin the tree, Jun Dasao dared not use excessive force; the young master understood the principle of destroying crops by forcing them to grow too fast. As expected, once the Wood Power flowed into the sapling's interior, the small tree began to grow rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, almost too fast to follow. The nascent leaves "swished" open, and the branches slowly extended, the trunk rising and thickening as if being inflated.