“Later just throw the Purple Cloud Fruit into the Flying Winged Elephant’s nest.” Dongfang Minghui commanded, she didn’t want to fight against the Blood Fiend Alliance, she couldn’t carry that sort of hatred with this pitiful strength of hers.
She would simply just play a little trick and throw the dirty water on the Flying Winged Elephants’ heads.
The little friend of her also knows her scheme, without saying a word, it threw the Purple Cloud Fruit into the lair with pinpoint accuracy. To an outsider looking in, it would’ve looked like it flew itself into the cave.
“Quickly go.” The demon plant also didn’t forget to pull Dongfang Wanyu, who was guarding at the side, away.
When Dongfang Wanyu saw this situation, how could she not know what had happened, she stood up in a huff and turned around turning around a few circles, “You guys just threw the Purple Cloud Fruit in there, what if that large group of beasts killed the flying winged elephant cubs as well! If that happened what’s the use of the Purple Cloud Fruit?”
Dongfang Minghui hung her head, it was the best solution she could think of that would solve the problem.
“There’s something odd about this Ninth Sister of yours.” Qing Mo, who had never been optimistic about her, suddenly said, “And I seem to have seen this magic plant of hers somewhere.”
Dongfang Wanyu was exasperated, “Quickly think of a way to escape unnoticed from this group of magical beasts and the Blood Fiend Alliance! And also a way to take the cub away!”
No need for Qing Mo to say, the young master of the Blood Fiend Alliance had spared no effort to start a battle with a large group of demonic beasts in order to get the Purple Cloud Fruit.
The two of them hid on the left side of the Flying Winged Elephant’s nest, watching the chaotic scene.
“You wait here for me, I’ll be right back.” Dongfang Wanyu instructed to Dongfang Minghui.
Dongfang Minghui tugged on the corner of Dongfang Wanyu’s dress, indicating her own concern, “Seventh sister, it’s too dangerous for you to go in there alone.”
Dongfang Wanyu patted her hand and sneaked in. Occasionally, one or two unsightly beasts attacked her, but they were all easily dealt with by her.
“This Purple Cloud Fruit is mine.” The little friend swore in its head.
“It’s yours, all of it.” Dongfang Minghui breathed a sigh of relief at having saved her little life.
She watched as the magic plant stretch out two vines and stick them into the purple cloud fruit, absorbing it little by little until it was all consumed.
“It’s delicious.” The demon plant didn’t forget to talk shit after eating it, and said in a glutinous voice, “If you serve me well, I can help you get rid of your waste physique.”
A waste physique like hers was truly trash, but it wasn’t the physique that was trash, but the way of cultivation, the humans’ vision had always been poor, so it was good that she had the good fortune of meeting it hmph!
“If my physique is really like what you say, why would you sign a blood contract with me.” Dongfang Minghui rolled her eyes as if to ask ‘you think I’m an idiot?’
“Don’t you just want me to help you find a cauldron?? I’m not going to help you.” Her sentence poked it straight in the face.
The pitiful magic plant stretched out some vines in her mind like a group of demons danced around, nearly about to spout air from being so mad, “Do you still want to practice with your shitty method?”
“Up to you.” Dongfang Minghui blandly said, “Just think though, when I climb to a Spiritual King level one day, at least you won’t have to be dragged down, right?”
They could be considered grasshoppers in the same boat now, and she trusted that her demon plant would not fail to recognize this situation.
“Outrageous, since I’m here then forget a Spiritual King, even a Spiritual Saint can be done hmph!”
Dongfang Minghui felt that her little friend was too much of a daydreamer, Spiritual Saint, or other was too high up.
Soon, she had an extra set of cultivation practices in her head, she looked a little closer and noticed something different, “Are you sure this is how to practice? Is it really okay?”
The demon plant shook its vines, “Of course, I got this from a Spiritual Sage, I’ve seen that it’s suitable for humans practice.”
It was almost tailor-made for her.
“Okay, thanks.” Dongfang Minghui wasn’t a cheapskate either, seeing as how the demon plant was helping her, she intended to forgive it for its previous brutal treatment and the blood contract she had signed against her will.
“We’re going to live together from now on, so why don’t I give you a name.” Dongfang Minghui said to herself, “You’re already a plant, and you’re still talking about finding a cauldron every day, simple then, I’ll simply call you Little Color from now on.”
“Hey, hey, hey.” The demon plant protested, “Why can’t plants just find a cauldron, do you know what it’s like to be an old-timer? Do you know the beauty of the union of soul and body? Hmph of course you don’t know.”
“Little color, little color, there seems to be something going on over there.” Dongfang Minghui didn’t care what it was saying, she noticed that the flying winged elephant’s nest seemed to be collapsing.
Little Color held out a vine and quickly noticed the situation there, “Damn, we’ve been spotted, run!”