Chapter 855: Chapter 855: He Is a Ginkgo Tree Demon
Samuel Chalrs’ true form rarely walks the Mortal Realm; apart from so Great Demons and certain people, hardly anyone knows his true essence.
Yet, as the Dragon Vein, the pure Spiritual Energy surrounding him carries a particular allure for all demons.
Just like now.
“Such a fragrant aura, I want to snuggle close.”
An Imp Sprite sensed the pure aura, instinctively showing a longing expression.
But just as it moved, a large hand reached over, covering the Imp Sprite’s entire face.
Without expression, the demon parent, knowing the owner of that aura’s identity, said,
“No, you don’t want to.”
This master is not soone you can snuggle with freely.
Fortunately, this aura was most evident just as Samuel Chalrs stepped onto Demon Street. As he walked and concealed his presence, the pure aura gradually dissipated among the various Demon Energies.
Even so, early the next morning, a demon followed the trace of that aura to the small courtyard where Samuel Chalrs resided.
Then, they imdiately saw the massive ginkgo tree that had appeared overnight in the courtyard.
The ginkgo tree, occupying most of the courtyard’s corner, extended its golden canopy to cover both Samuel Chalrs’ and Scarlett Jennings’ courtyards.
Many demons felt a pure Spiritual Energy from the tree, speculating that the aura sensed last night ca from this ginkgo tree before them.
“A ginkgo tree demon! The newcor must be a ginkgo tree demon!”
Otherwise, how could an ordinary ginkgo tree bloom so brilliantly in this season?
And this giant tree that sprung up overnight obviously indicated a demon moving in, planting its body directly in the courtyard.
This also explained why there was such pure Spiritual Energy emanating from the tree.
A passing Imp Sprite couldn’t help but take a deep inhalation, marveling once more, “So fragrant, I want to snuggle.”
But alas, snuggling wasn’t an option.
If it were sothing else, perhaps it’d be different.
But the big tree that emitted such pure Spiritual Energy could be another demon’s true body, making casual snuggling unacceptable.
After all, for any demon, the true body is a crucial existence.
Snuggling without consent would be a deeply offensive act.
The offense level would be equal to stroking a Fox Tribe’s tail fur.
Thus, after watching the new ginkgo tree for a while, the surrounding demon neighbors began to disperse to tend to their own affairs.
It was then Scarlett Jennings discovered why Samuel Chalrs had hurriedly planted a ginkgo tree in the courtyard overnight.
The identity of a Dragon Vein easily attracted too much attention, but as a Tree Demon, it would seem ordinary.
Scarlett Jennings looked at the ginkgo tree almost covering half of her courtyard, strangely reminded of the ginkgo tree she saw when she first learned Samuel Chalrs had awakened and went to find him.
But the one before her was noticeably smaller.
“Is this a branch of the ginkgo tree inside the Barrier?”
Scarlett Jennings had heard there is only one ginkgo tree in the world, and all others are propagated from that one tree, so they share the sa genes.
In essence, all ginkgo trees are avatars of that single tree.
“Yes.”
Samuel Chalrs said,
“The ginkgo tree you saw that day is the mother tree of all ginkgo trees in the world, existing for over a billion years.”
However, no matter how ancient, it couldn’t withstand external corrosion.
The ginkgo tree he saw that day had entered a period of decline.
But it wasn’t because its natural lifespan had ended.
It was because its main crown was polluted, and he appeared that day to clear the pollution for it.
“From today on, my identity here is just an ordinary Tree Demon.”
Samuel Chalrs explained his new identity, and Scarlett Jennings naturally had no objections.
A Tree Demon, at least, wouldn’t attract so much covetousness.
Dashiell, though feeling it a little puzzling, thought… well, if Brother Samuel says so, it is so.
Last night, he was waiting in the courtyard with Cyrus Whitley for Scarlett Jennings to deal with that Evil Ghost, however knowing that small ghost wasn’t a match for her, he hadn’t even considered following her.
Sure enough, Scarlett returned quickly.
But what he hadn’t anticipated was that she returned with Samuel Chalrs!
His brother!
“Brother Samuel finally moved in; I suppose I should pack and move next door as well.” Dashiell cheerfully said, only to see both Samuel Chalrs and Scarlett Jennings glance at him,
“Where are you planning to move?” Scarlett Jennings asked.
Dashiell, as if it were only natural, said, “Of course, I’m moving next door to live with Brother Samuel.”
He said,
“I used to live with Brother Samuel, so now I should naturally live together again.
Earlier you only had one courtyard here, so I had no choice but to stay there temporarily; now, that’s not appropriate, a lone man and woman, the implications aren’t good at all~”
As he spoke, he looked toward Samuel Chalrs, “Right, brother?”
Samuel Chalrs: …
What does this have to do with him?
He hadn’t heard about having a “roommate” arranged for him before moving in here.
Samuel Chalrs didn’t want to express his opinion, silently looking to Scarlett Jennings, whom he expected to handle this matter.
Scarlett Jennings hadn’t anticipated Dashiell’s declaration either; eting Samuel Chalrs’ gaze, she felt curiously amused, yet her expression remained unchanged, calmly stating,
“I think he has a point.”
Samuel Chalrs: …
Thus, following his new ho, Samuel Chalrs gained a new roommate too.
He initially wanted to refuse outright but thought later, forget it, after all… he wouldn’t be staying here for too long.
Once those pollution sources were dealt with, the ties between him and these two would more or less co to an end.
Unaware of Samuel Chalrs’ plan, after confirming Dashiell’s relocation, Scarlett Jennings then brought out the “dumpling” tied last night, Brock Whitley.
Cyrus Whitley was also called over at that mont, not imdiately registering the “dumpling” in Scarlett Jennings’ hand.
Upon learning it was his brother, he opened his mouth to speak, paused for a mont, and then awkwardly laughed,
“Master Jennings is truly adept.”
Such a large soul, yet she managed to wrap it into such a small dumpling…
Scarlett Jennings, unconcerned with his reaction, twisted her hand, releasing the Spiritual Rope, allowing Brock Whitley’s soul body, previously wrapped like a dumpling, to barely revert to its original form.
Facing Brock Whitley, now devoid of any offensive capability and with a weakened soul body, Scarlett Jennings finally asked her primary question for the day,
“Brock Whitley, where is your body?”
Cyrus Whitley had yet to receive any notice from the police to claim a body, indicating Brock Whitley’s body still hadn’t been found.
As a new ghost, bearing unusual Ghost Energy and that touch of pollution, Scarlett Jennings reasonably speculated that the pollution clinging to his Ghost Energy might relate to the place of his body’s death.
Finding that location might just reveal more secrets hidden within the pollution.
Scarlett Jennings’ intuition was correct, yet she hadn’t anticipated—
Fifteen minutes later, following the direction indicated by Brock Whitley’s soul body, they stood outside a courtyard wall.
Coincidentally, both Scarlett Jennings and Dashiell were quite familiar with this courtyard wall.
This was the courtyard wall of the Academy of Mystique.
Brock Whitley, on that day, died outside the Academy of Mystique’s courtyard wall.
Was this rely coincidence, or…
A hidden conspiracy?
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