In just a few breaths, the entire Zhenfu Division underwent drastic changes.
The plants here, whether weeds or towering trees, were growing wildly!
Tables, chairs, benches, roof beams—anything made of wood was sprouting roots and leaves, so even breaking through the roof!
Not only that, but in the dicine room of the Zhenfu Division, the dried herbs and the already refined elixirs seed to co back to life, becoming lush and vibrant!
Boom! Boom!
The growth of the trees caused the ground to tremble slightly, and the sound of falling bricks and tiles echoed everywhere!
"What is happening?!"
"The house is cracking! The house is cracking!!"
"Could it be that so tree demon king has invaded our Zhenfu Division?!"
...
This exaggerated scene left the soldiers of the Zhenfu Division dumbfounded. Just then, an old man with a white cloth wrapped around his forehead suddenly revealed a satisfied expression and let out a soft moan: "Ah!!!"
Hmm?
Everyone's gaze turned toward him. The old man, however, paid no attention to the others and, with a face full of joy, shouted, "I'm healed! I'm healed!!"
It wasn't just him; all the injured in the Zhenfu Division felt the sa way. They noticed their wounds were healing rapidly!
This overwhelming vitality, while fostering the growth of plants, was also healing their injuries.
In the hall, the deputy commander imdiately began to explain, "Lord Jiang, please don't panic. This should be due to Lord Fang's cultivation!"
"Cultivation?"
"Yes, Lord Fang told before that when he cultivates, he'll cause a heavenly phenonon, and he asked to inform you!"
"Why didn't you say so earlier!"
"I thought we'd seen enough of these before, who would have known it would be such an exaggerated spectacle this ti..."
Jiang Tao didn't have ti to bother with that. He imdiately announced loudly, "All soldiers, listen up, do not panic! This is a great benefactor of our Zhenfu Division breaking through!"
"It is he who helped us slay the Ironhorn Demon King and his subordinates!"
Jiang Tao shouted three tis in a row, and his voice quickly spread throughout the Zhenfu Division.
Upon hearing their general's words, the soldiers relaxed. So it was soone breaking through. They had thought so demon dared to invade the Zhenfu Division...
Wait a minute... Ironhorn Demon King is dead?!
The soldiers' eyes widened in shock. Compared to the bizarre and magnificent scene before them, they were even more shocked by this news!
"I was careless, should've cultivated in a more isolated place," Fang Yuan sighed lightly. He had naturally heard Jiang Tao's shout, and at this mont, the small courtyard where he was had completely transford.
The original wooden attic had turned into towering trees, and the few bamboo trees in the courtyard had transford into a bamboo forest, with countless flowers blooming, making Fang Yuan look like a fairy surrounded by them.
Since he had already made such a ss, Fang Yuan didn't bother to move to another place. After all, he was deep into his cultivation now. It was like being in the middle of using the bathroom—how could he stop midway?
At the sa ti, the mist that had spilled out of the Innate Divine Tree was being refined into drops of erald dew, a sign of successful refinent.
Fang Yuan slightly opened his mouth, and these dew drops floated into it on their own.
As he swallowed the dew, his entire body began to change—his skin, bones, hair, even his eyes, all draped in a layer of green gauze.
The vast and intense vitality of the divine tree was constantly transforming him towards the Wood Dao body, even his true essence and spiritual energy were gradually converting in this direction.
It had to be said, reaching the eighth realm of the Dao Body, known as the Grandmaster level, was not easy. Fang Yuan saw his 200,000 points of virtue rapidly diminishing.
He was starting to doubt whether this 200,000 would be enough to support his official entry into the Grandmaster realm.
Moreover, compared to his previous cultivation, this ti the speed of advancent was noticeably slower. Refining the Innate Divine Tree alone would take so ti.
But it didn't matter. He wasn't in a hurry. Everything could take its ti.
...
In the capital of Yan Kingdom, the Imperial Palace.
Liu Dong, who had been rushing back to the capital nonstop from Yongnan Province, imdiately went to report to the Emperor.
The eunuch standing outside the Emperor's chambers saw Liu Dong's arrival and quickly bowed: "Pri Minister..."
Liu Dong swiftly interrupted him, "Go inform His Majesty."
The eunuch nodded and was about to carry out the order when a deep voice ca from within the palace, "Co in directly."
"Understood." Liu Dong imdiately knelt, responded, then stood and bent down to enter.
Inside the magnificent palace, a middle-aged man was sitting cross-legged, eyes closed, breathing deeply.
He wore a bright yellow Daoist robe, his black hair tied with a wooden hairpin, a long beard flowing, and a serene, ethereal expression on his face.
This was none other than the current Emperor of Yan Kingdom: Emperor Yanwen.
However, at this mont, he looked more like a Daoist immortal than an emperor.
"Your Majesty, this servant has failed to live up to Your Majesty's grace!" As soon as Liu Dong entered the palace, he imdiately knelt down.
"Enough with the nonsense. Just report as it is," Emperor Yanwen said with an expressionless face.
"Understood..." Liu Dong then proceeded to explain everything about his trip to Yongnan Province.
"When this old servant found the Third Prince, he had already turned into a skeleton. I suspect his flesh and blood had been consud..."
Upon hearing this, Emperor Yanwen, who had been ditating with his eyes closed, finally opened his eyes: "Are you saying, my child was eaten by soone else?"
"Yes, it is likely..." Liu Dong lowered his head completely.
"Ha, such boldness! In this world, soone actually dared to eat my child!" Emperor Yanwen's expression turned furious, but this anger did not last long. He sighed deeply.
"Ai, it's such a pity for my Third Prince... He will never return to my embrace."
His tone sounded sowhat regretful, but that was all.
For the death of his own son, Emperor Yanwen did not show too much mourning, because he had far too many children.
Not to ntion children, even his Third Prince had many replacents...
"Based on my judgnt, the only one capable of committing such a heinous cri in Yongnan Province is probably Chongwu Marquis. Only he has the strength!" Liu Dong made his deduction.
"Chongwu Marquis..." Emperor Yanwen muttered this na: "It's not him. He's still guarding the border, protecting the kingdom."
At this point, a hint of mockery appeared at the corner of Emperor Yanwen's mouth.
He knew Chongwu Marquis's character. Even if he didn't have any dirt on him, the man would still willingly protect the country.
The country... The emperor himself didn't care much about it. Instead, the servants under him were treated as treasures. It was quite humorous.
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