Published: February 9, 2025
"Heard that the thousand-handed guanyin turned into the venus with a severed hand after Double Eleven."
When faced with the Yama Tree, Ye Zhongming instead regained his calm.
The heavy doubts he had about Linhai, and the death of Nogaei who was right beside him yet could not be protected, were all temporarily thrown aside at this moment because Ye Zhongming knew that this Yama Tree was different from any life he had encountered before.
“How do you like this face? I carefully selected it from all of Linhai City, it’s the most beautiful, right? The most beautiful female.”
After the human face said “you’re here” with three words, it revealed a strange smile and began to speak fluently.
“Carefully selected, that’s a phrase, right?” The human face moved on the trunk, speaking quickly and clearly.
“Oh right, you humans shouldn’t be referred to as females, you should be called… women, right?”
Ye Zhongming gritted his teeth, finding himself at a loss for words.
When what you’re searching for is clearly a mutated plant, but when you find it, it can communicate with you in your own language, it feels like encountering a stray dog that suddenly asks you if you’ve eaten.
Weird and absurd.
He had to admit that when it came to the shape of the face or the delicacy of the features, this face was indeed very beautiful; even among the women Ye Zhongming had met, perhaps only the woman who had taken Yangos as her mount during his journey through the secret realm could compare to her.
However, no matter how beautiful the face was, placing it on the trunk of an old tree, even if its integration with the trunk was seamless, Ye Zhongming, with his vision, could see no harmony at all. This was ultimately two completely incomprehensible lives thrown together.
This wasn’t called hybrid rice; this was called genetic modification!
This made Ye Zhongming not only feel no affection or beauty but instead a wave of nausea rising from deep within, even worse than when he was in the slime lake.
“Do you have a woman? What’s it like for men and women to mate?”
Ye Zhongming felt an impulse to turn and run.
“What a pity, I still can’t merge with a human body; otherwise, we could try mating.”
“Hmm, perhaps you humans don’t call it that, what do you call it? I need to think…”
The Yama Tree continued its chatty journey.
“Call your sister!”
Ye Zhongming couldn’t take it anymore and suddenly charged at the Yama Tree.
“I don’t understand what you’re saying.”
The Yama Tree’s voice was surprisingly similar, with a touch of playful annoyance.
“Look, this is your companion, right? Don’t be impulsive, or they will all die.”
Above his head, a membrane covering the slime lake suddenly showed some unclear images, but it was clear what it depicted. People from Cloud Summit Villa were entering Linhai in orderly teams, surrounded by a few Death Vines attacking, but evidently posing little threat to them. The first small team had already entered Linhai.
Ye Zhongming stopped and looked at the blurry image above, his heart shocked.
These grid membranes were certainly not a piece of equipment; at best, they could be considered a derivative part of the Yama Tree. The imaging principle was likely just a reflection caused by light or something similar.
But a mutated life form could possess such means; even a nine-star expert standing here would have to be shocked.
Ye Zhongming had no doubt about the authenticity of the current images; he was very familiar with what his subordinates looked like and some of their habits. It was unlikely that the Yama Tree could fabricate details like these.
Moreover, his subordinates had actually disregarded his orders and entered Linhai City on their own. What on earth happened?
“Actually, there’s no such thing as a Yama Tree or Death Vine; it’s just you, Luo Shen Cypress, right?”
Ye Zhongming, who had stopped, no longer looked at the live broadcast of his subordinates entering the city overhead but instead focused on the face that should have been breathtaking but was filled with strangeness.