Outside Yao Mountain City, in a well-trimmed woods, under the shade of a damp and cool tree, zoysia grasses swayed without being blown by any wind, emitting a nice aroma. Heng Luo and a few other mountain ghosts were riding on their companion mounts, such as Red Fox and Wen Bao. They laughed and laughed as they ran around the tree. Occasionally, specks of green light would fly out from their fingertips and sink into the ganoderma grass.
Qing Fu and a group of boys and girls, who were wearing coarse short shirts and holding jade hoes, circled around a tree, observing the growth of zoysia grasses. She squatted beside a few newly sprouted zoysia grasses, explaining to these boys the properties and effects of zoysia grasses, and how to tell the age of zoysia grasses by looking at their features.
"Zoysia grasses can be used in almost every kind of medicine. They are mild and nourishing. Almost thirty percent of all medicines contain zoysia grasses." Qing Fu gently looked at these boys and said, "More and more people are living in Yao Mountain City, and in the future, the demand for magic medicines will grow bigger and bigger. We should rely on ourselves instead of others. Planting more herbs in our daily lives is never wrong."
Looking at these zoysia grasses, Qing Fu felt a bit helpless.
Yao Mountain City was still too weak. Even though Heng Luo and her kind of mountain ghosts had been taking good care of this specially developed forest, the oldest zoysia grass in this area was only around ten years old.
These ganoderma grasses were not even as mature as those ganoderma grasses found in the wild ganoderma woods back in the Southern Wasteland jungle, not to mention those ganoderma grasses found in the herb bases of those large human clans.
As a Magic Medicine Master who was an expert in magic medicines and magic poisons, Qing Fu clearly understood the importance of magic medicines to a human clan. Nevertheless, medicinal herbs could only accumulate their powers slowly over time. Unless she was the legendary God of green, who had the ability to grow all kinds of magic herbs in the world, what could a Magic Medicine Master, who hadn't even reached the level of Magus King, possibly do?
While sighing, Qing Fu suddenly paused. She heard a thunderous sound from the sky, which seemed to resonate with the entire world. That sound didn't sound like the common language of the humankind at all. Instead, it was spoken in an extremely obscure ancient language. But strangely, Qing Fu and the boys around her all understood the meaning of that sound.
Conferring Qing Fu as the Wood Clan's God?
Qing Fu raised her head in panic, then released a large stream of cyan mist from both of her hands to protect the little boy. In the Southern Wasteland jungle, she had seen all kinds of spirit creatures, many of whom were good at bewitching people with all kinds of illusions and sounds. If a person fell into their trap, he or she would lose a part of his or her soul, or even lose his or her soul completely.
She was afraid that all kinds of strange creatures had shown up in the woods in Yao Mountain City. These boys were the seeds of medicine that she had been raising with great efforts. She couldn't allow their souls to be taken away by those damned things.
All of a sudden, all plants in the woods around Yao Mountain City began shaking without being blown by any wind. They crazily swayed their bodies and released streams of pure green power, quickly gathering towards Qing Fu.
High up in the sky, in the starry void, all natural stars with a nature of wood shone simultaneously. Beams of cyan-colored starlight descended from the sky, gathering the green power that had been surging out from the woods around Pan Gu Motherland and condensing into a giant light funnel, surging into Qing Qiang's head.
Qing Fu slightly trembled. Countless mysteries about green power surged into her mind. Suddenly, she understood many things that she couldn't understand, no matter how hard she tried. The world sensed it, and she immediately understood what had happened to her.
"Ji Hao, you're my good boy! How come you're a divine emperor now? My boy, Ji Hao from Gold Crow Clan, has become a divine emperor? "
Qing Fu stood under the tree in a daze, her face filled with disbelief. Starlight and immeasurable amounts of spirit Qi continued to pour into her body. The will of heaven and earth was rebuilding her divine body. Natural divine marks of green wood took shape in her body. In the forest where she stayed, all the ganoderma grasses grew at a rapid speed, emitting a dense, sweet aroma.
"They can be divine messengers of green power." Qing Fu glanced at the boys standing around her, who were also stunned, and pointed at them.
Fist-thick beams of cyan-colored light descended from the sky and began transforming the bodies of these boys. The aroma of all kinds of plants was released from their bodies, while their powers were growing rapidly.
Within the span of a few breaths, these hundreds of children had become divine messengers from the most ordinary human children, who were as powerful as high-level Magus Kings. With a slight change of their minds, all kinds of strong gales and cyan-colored thunderbolts burst from the woods around them, quaking the woods.
"Ah, Mrs. Qing Fu!" Heng Luo rushed out of the forest with a group of pretty and lively mountain ghosts. "What's going on? What happened? A voice said that Divine Emperor Ji Hao made me a deputy God of green! What's this for? Deputy God of green? My God, no way! "
Heng Luo was suddenly enlightened. She raised her head and looked at the immeasurable sky in shock.
She was just a mountain ghost who lived in the jungle of the Southern Wasteland without any worries. How could she become a true god of the heaven, standing high above the masses all of a sudden? This was such a big change. Heng Luo felt that she had to go to Stone and Wood to get some wine to clear her head.
In Yao Mountain City, Ji Xia and a large group of his people were guarding the military camp, monitoring the training of Yao Mountain private warriors.
From time to time, he would roar loudly. Vulgarities such as' weakling ',' sissy ',' trash ', and' idiot 'kept coming out of his mouth, exploding above the heads of these private soldiers like thunder.
All of a sudden, a raging fire descended from the sky. Scorching hot airstreams condensed into a giant red funnel. Stars with a nature of fire sparkled simultaneously, while strong fire-attributed natural powers gathered over from all directions, surging into Ji Xia's body.
Boom! Ji Xia's muscular body expanded by three feet again. His clothes were burned out, and a red heavy armor condensed from the will of the world appeared on his body. Lava-like fire surged out of his body. Ji Xia's long hair turned crimson, and his eyebrows and eyeballs spurted out flames.
"Divine God of war? Commanding all divine weapons in the heaven? Hah, Ji Hao, good boy, are you letting me beat people up? Hah, scums from Black Water Serpent Clan, and idiots from Bi Fang Clan who bullied our Gold Crow Clan back then... I, your Grandpa Ji Xia, am leading my army to beat you up, because I am following the will of the world. Beating you to death is a grace, and beating you to death is my duty! Wash yourselves and wait for your Grandpa Ji Xia! "
Ji Xia roared towards the sky. Beams of red light descended from the sky, merging into the bodies of important Gold Crow Clan commanders around him. Their bodies were set ablaze as well.
In Yao Mountain City, all Gold Crow Clan people had flames falling from their heads. Not a single one of them was left unharmed.
Therefore, Ji Hao didn't feel any burden in his heart. Therefore, he gave all Gold Crow Clan people divine titles that he was able to confer within his power.
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