Yang Fan looked at the Little Taoist Boy warily. Ninety percent of his spiritual energy had been cut off. Was this guy finally going to reveal his true colors?
A murderous glint flashed across Yang Fan's eyes. He was even prepared to let the Tiger King and the Black Lion Hound gang up on him.
No matter how rare and gentle a spiritual plant was, it was still an anomaly and could not be completely trusted.
Moreover, just absorbing a whiff of the pine tree's fragrance was enough to greatly increase his strength. Yang Fan was faintly looking forward to it. If he could obtain the fruits of this pine tree, or perhaps its wood spirit core, it would definitely bring him many more benefits!
Wealth and silk moved people's hearts. What friendliness? It was all an act, alright?
Yang Fan knew that he was no saint. If he had not secretly appraised this spiritual plant just now and found that its strength was already at the level of a fourth-grade spiritual plant, and that it had the ability to self-detonate and flee a thousand miles away, Yang Fan would definitely be the first to attack. He did not know if he, the Tiger King, and the Dahei could hold it back.
Therefore, in his heart, Yang Fan had always been a little hesitant about whether to attack.
He even faintly hoped that this Ling Songzi was really harboring evil intentions and would make the first move. That way, when he rose up to resist and kill the demon to seize the treasure, it would be more justifiable and righteous.
The Little Taoist Boy's senses were very sharp. Almost at the instant Yang Fan's evil intentions surfaced, he had already sensed it. He could not help but take a careful step back. What was this human trying to do? Kill the tree and seize the treasure?
He was really too irritable. What was wrong with humans these days? Had they all been bitten by mad dogs? Why did they want to kill demons at the drop of a hat?
Especially this human in front of him. Not only was he greedy and irritable, his body was also like a bottomless pit. The speed at which he absorbed spiritual energy was ridiculously fast. The Little Taoist Boy really did not dare to let him continue like this.
Sigh!
I really should not have brought him here!
I was really too impatient. I should have waited a little longer. Who knows, there might be better candidates passing by later!
"Fellow Daoist, please wait!" The regretful Taoist Boy suddenly said, "If you are angry because the supply of spiritual energy has been reduced, maybe I can explain it to you!"
We're all civilized people, there's no need to be so violent!
It was a peace-loving pine tree! Although he was strong, he was really not good at fighting!
Seeing that the Little Daoist seemed to be even more nervous than himself, Yang Fan raised his eyebrows slightly and decided to give him a chance. "Tell me about it!"
Ling Songzi took a deep breath and looked bitterly at Yang Fan, saying, "Fellow Daoist, the speed at which you absorb and refine spiritual energy is too shocking. My spiritual energy reserves are limited, and I really can't supply it to you without limit."
As he said this, Ling Songzi raised his white and tender little hand and pointed at Zhu Zhengqi, Zhu Caiwei, and the others. "Since these people are Fellow Daoist's friends, I think Fellow Daoist wouldn't want them to have no spiritual energy to absorb and no progress in their cultivation because of Fellow Daoist's existence, right?"
Yang Fan was startled. What kind of bullshit logic was this? The speed at which he absorbed spiritual energy was too fast, so he was to blame?
Moreover, why couldn't he concentrate all the spiritual energy on him alone?
High-quality resources should be given priority to the most outstanding human race. This was one of the iron rules of survival that all humans had to abide by in the apocalyptic world. No one would feel that it was inappropriate.
What the human race needed was not a group of mediocre low-level martial artists, but a high-end fighting force that could protect a region.
Allowing a portion of the most talented martial artists to take the lead and become stronger would create a strong and safe barrier for the human race in each city. At the same time, they could go out of the city to hunt monsters and snatch more resources to feed the low-level martial artists and ordinary humans. This was a virtuous cycle, and was also the consensus of the Federation and human martial artists.
Sharing food from the same pot or distributing it equally would not work in the apocalyptic world. High-level fighting force, no matter the time, was an indispensable existence for a city or a country.
Take Xi Chu City for example. After the death of the Grandmaster Nan Nan, the hundreds of thousands of martial artists in the city who were below the Grandmaster level did not have the slightest ability to resist. They could only watch as a few Daemon Kings wreaked havoc on the city walls.
If it was a large city, in the end, other than detonating their spiritual energy and perishing together with the Daemon Kings outside, there was no other way.
Wasn't this a kind of tragedy of lacking high-end fighting force? If Xi Chu City had a second Martial Arts Grandmaster expert, or if the Martial Arts Grandmasters in the surrounding cities had come in time to help, how could the four Daemon Kings have dared to be so unscrupulous?
In the end, it was because the human race was lacking in high-end martial artists. That was why there were so many tragedies of cities being wiped out.
Yang Fan was someone who had walked through the apocalyptic world. Many of his ways of thinking had already become apocalyptic. People with high innate talent and strong abilities should receive more cultivation resources. This was not selfishness, but a heavy responsibility!
"Then stop the supply of spiritual energy to them and let me absorb it first! When my strength is strong, I will naturally search for more spiritual items to compensate them! "
Yang Fan's expression was very serious as he said these words that Ling Songzi thought were very selfish and shameless.
He had the System with him, he had a Monster Beast that was destined to become an Emperor in the future. He also had the memories and experiences of countless human martial artists in Xi Chu City. In terms of future potential, in terms of usefulness to the human race, no one present could compare to him. Therefore, at this time and place, Yang Fan was completely qualified to enjoy these resources alone.
Others could say that he was selfish or that he wanted to eat alone, but he had a clear conscience.
Only by becoming stronger could he not live in vain after coming back from the apocalypse!
When Ling Songzi heard this, he couldn't help wanting to slap himself in the face.
How on earth had it been bewitched by a ghost? How could it have thought of recruiting such a selfish thing to Anping Temple?
Could it be that there was a problem with his spiritual sense?
When he released his aura to lure these people over, he clearly felt that the people sitting in the helicopter were all good people. Why did they all change as soon as they came down?
This fellow was not only greedy and selfish, he was also very irritable. From the beginning, the evil thoughts in his heart had never stopped. He had always had ideas about his main body, so his violent tendencies were very serious.
If it wasn't for the fact that Ling Songzi could feel that Yang Fan's eyes were pure and his will was pure, perhaps there was a chance of communication, he would have already run away and not played with these bad people.
"Definitely not!" The Little Taoist Boy straightforwardly refused. "You're not my fated person. Letting you absorb so much spiritual essence just now is already this poor Taoist's limit."
Although he didn't want to fight, Ling Songzi had his own principles and bottom line. He wasn't willing to make an investment without any return, even if it was a pine tree.
"But!" Seeing that Yang Fan's expression immediately changed and his killing intent was boiling, Ling Songzi felt very stifled. He reached out and took out an egg-sized pine nut and handed it to Yang Fan. "I have a pine nut here that I can give to Fellow Taoist. I hope that Fellow Taoist can be magnanimous and give this poor Taoist some face."
Yang Fan abruptly opened his eyes and stared intently at the pine cone in the Little Daoist's hand. He felt a life energy so rich that it was almost impossible to disperse it. It was much more awesome than those spirit fruits and spirit medicines he had come into contact with before!
"Meow!"
"Papa!"
At the same time, the Tiger King and the Black Lion Hound, who were 30 meters away, also stood up at the same time. Their eyes were fixed on the pine nut that suddenly appeared in front of Yang Fan, and saliva flowed from the corners of their mouths.
Yang Fan reached out and took the pine nut, then casually tossed it into his mouth.
"You've consumed a thousand-year-old spiritual pine nut. Vitality has been greatly improved, and so has the strength of your soul. Vitality + 1000, Mental Power + 50, Soul Power + 20, Lifespan + 20."
It had increased his Vitality by another 1000 points, and his Mental Power had increased by a full 50 points. It was simply too awesome!
Of course, compared to the increase in strength, what made Yang Fan feel even more incredulous was the last attribute.
Lifespan + 20 years!
That was simply too awesome, wasn't it?
Spiritual fruits like this that could directly increase one's lifespan were extremely rare even in the future. It was definitely a legendary item!
Yang Fan licked his lips and said reluctantly, "Only one isn't enough, right?"
"Look, there are so many of us here, including my two little pets. At least one for each of us!"
You might as well just rob me!
Do you really think that my pine nuts are cabbages that you can grab a bunch of?
The Little Taoist Boy's expression changed, and he had a new understanding of Yang Fan's greed.
"You must be joking," the Little Taoist Boy said. "This is a thousand-year-old spiritual fruit, and there are extremely limited quantities. "Moreover, each person can only consume one at most, and there are also certain restrictions on the cultivator's cultivation. Among all of us here, only you are barely qualified to consume it."
He had thought that this spiritual fruit would be able to make this detestable human explode, but he didn't expect this human's absorption ability to be so abnormal. In just an instant, he had refined all the medicinal effects and turned them into bits of cultivation in his body.
Yang Fan said nonchalantly, "It doesn't matter if they can't consume it now. I can keep it for them temporarily. It won't be too late to consume it when their strength is sufficient."
Ling Songzi, "…"
I've never seen such a shameless person. What's the difference between this and a bandit?
Ling Songzi was very angry, and he felt like uprooting and leaving.
"How about this," Yang Fan didn't want to push the Little Taoist Boy too hard, so he took a step back and said, "Forget about the others, but those two little girls are my disciples. Give them two more and I'll leave this place, and I won't absorb any more spiritual energy. How about that?"
"This …"
Ling Songzi frowned, and his expression was conflicted. The spiritual fruit was the accumulation of his life essence, and each one was equivalent to his child. He really couldn't bear to give away too many.
"Alright, I'll give you two more at most!" Ling Songzi thought for a moment, and finally nodded in agreement. "If you're still not satisfied with these two pine nuts, then I won't hold back anymore!"
Ling Songzi's spiritual energy instantly exploded, and gave Yang Fan a small warning.
Don't treat its benevolence and friendliness as weakness. It, Ling Songzi, is not a soft persimmon. It is very powerful!
Yang Fan's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but take a step back.
This spiritual plant's strength was indeed very strong. His cultivation as a peak Martial Disciple was simply unable to withstand it.
However, what he was more curious about was that Ling Songzi clearly had such a strong body, and his spiritual energy wasn't weak either. There was absolutely no need for him to compromise like this, so why did he still accept his unreasonable request? This didn't make sense!
It was so insistent on staying here, and even offered up the pine nuts, and continuously provided Zhu Zhengqi and the others with a steady stream of spiritual energy. What exactly was he after?
Fate and whatnot were all nonsense. Whoever believed that would be an idiot. Ling Songzi's willingness to help them increase their strength without caring about the cost was definitely because of someone else's scheme.
However, the problem was, other than Zhu Zhengqi and the others' spiritual energy, what else did they have that could make a Level Four spiritual plant think so highly of them?
Ling Songzi took out two more pine nuts, and slowly handed them over to Yang Fan. Yang Fan's gaze moved away from the pine nuts, and focused on the little Daoist in front of him.
He seemed to see a layer of faint gray light gathering around the little Daoist's body, and slowly merging into his body.
When the light merged into his body, the little Daoist's stiff and solemn little face unconsciously revealed a trace of a vulgar and comfortable smile.
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