The Beast Taming Concubine: The Useless Miss Wants to Strik Back

Ye smiled, like a gentle breeze blowing on your face, with a unique charm. He shook his head and sighed secretly. Qingcheng still refused to suffer any loss.

Blood gushed out of the tree's heart. Is this generous? Even if it was destroyed, it wouldn't be that much!

For a long time, the tree spirit didn't catch its breath, it was just frightened. It wanted to get angry and refuse, but after seeing the man, it swallowed the words that were on the tip of its tongue.

Feng Qingcheng waited for a while but received no reply. Her face darkened and she looked unhappy. "What? You don't want to apologize? In that case, Brother Ye, you see it is so lush and takes up so much space. Why not clean it up so that the spiritual energy around it can flow more freely?"

Ye smiled slightly and said, "That's great!"

After he finished speaking, he opened his mouth and the spiritual energy gathered again, and he was about to unfold the Golden Dragon Red Sun Sword again.

“Don’t!” The tree spirit was frightened and hurriedly tried to stop him, crying, “My dear gentlemen, am I wrong? I don’t even have these level 6 spiritual herbs and spiritual stones!”

"No? Alas! Who made me a kind person? In that case, just hand over anything valuable you find." Feng Qingcheng sighed reluctantly.

When the tree spirit heard that Feng Qingcheng didn't want the sixth-level spiritual herb or so many spiritual stones, it couldn't help but be overjoyed. Seeing that Feng Qingcheng had changed her mind, for the sake of its branches and leaves, it hurriedly took out its most precious treasure to solve the problem.

A light flashed at the top of the branch, then fell down and was caught by a tentacle, which was respectfully handed to Feng Qingcheng.

The tree spirit finally realized that the person in front of him was the real boss.

"This is?"

Feng Qingcheng asked doubtfully. In the light before her eyes, there was a crystal white fruit with flowing rays of light, which was very unique.

"I am the Lingyuan Tree. I bear a fruit every five hundred years. This fruit is the Lingyuan Fruit in front of you. It is the essence of my cultivation and contains a lot of spiritual energy. It is my most precious treasure. Please forgive my previous disrespect."

The tree spirit apologized sincerely, but his eyes were full of heartache and reluctance. This time the loss was huge.

“Gulp….”

Mo Yun, Fatty Liu and the others were drooling, and Shuang'er's eyes widened with desire. They knew that the fruit was full of spiritual energy, and once consumed, it would allow their cultivation to advance by leaps and bounds, and even lead to promotion.

Feng Qingcheng did not accept it. Instead, she asked with a flash of her eyes, "Are you a thousand-year-old tree spirit?"

"Yes!"

"Practicing for a thousand years?"

"Yes!"

The dryad had a bad feeling.

"Oh, this fruit only bears one every five hundred years. Since you are a thousand-year-old tree spirit, you should have two! Take out the other one as well."

Feng Qingcheng stretched out her white palm with a shy smile, seeming a little embarrassed.

"Hahaha!" Ye laughed loudly. It was the first time that his handsome face laughed so happily. He hadn't laughed like this for a long time.

The tree spirit was mad, humans were so cunning! The tree spirit had the urge to cry, it didn't want to give it, but after seeing Ye laughing heartily, it knew that if it didn't give it, the end would be too miserable.

Finally, helplessly, another crystal clear Lingyuan fruit appeared, but this one was much smaller than the previous one.

"Okay, since you are so sincere, I have one more condition that you have to fulfill. I will not pursue this matter any further." Feng Qingcheng said happily.

The tree spirit jumped up immediately and said sadly: "Humans are too shameless. How can they go back on their words!"

"Don't worry, the last request is very simple."

"No matter how simple it is, I won't agree."

"Brother Ye, look at this tree trunk, it's thick and strong, it can be made into a good zither, why not..."

"Don't! Isn't it enough that I promised?"

The tree spirit wanted to bang his head against the wall, feeling filled with humiliation.

"Look at your expression, it's as if I want to harm you. My last request is that you send us away from here." Feng Qingcheng looked at the tree spirit with contempt.

"Okay! I'll take you away right now!"

The tree spirit was as if he had been pardoned. Without even waiting for the other party to answer, he manifested a totem under everyone's feet, covered with runes and shining brightly.

Swish!

Everyone was lifted up by the light and flew to the top of the tree. Soon they reached the very top. Feng Qingcheng saw a hole at the top that led directly to the outside sky, where they could see blue sky and white clouds.

After coming out, we found ourselves on top of a mountain.

"Tree spirit, see you again if we are lucky enough!"

Feng Qingcheng waved goodbye to the tree spirit.

"Don't! I will never see you again."

The tree spirit shouted hurriedly, and then wailed and cried.

When Feng Qingcheng stepped on the ground and saw the long-lost sunshine, she was just about to stretch.

"Qingcheng, you are still so worrying." Ye suddenly hugged Feng Qingcheng's slender waist and moved forward.

"Hey, don't think you can do whatever you want just because you saved me. Take your dirty hands away now."

Feng Qingcheng opened her eyes wide with a blush on her face. She had already seen that Mo Yun, Fatty Liu and the others were all stunned.

"Are you hurt? Why don't you stay in Fengming City? If anything happens, I will go crazy."

Ye ignored Feng Qingcheng and pulled her slender waist closer to him.

The flawless face can be clearly seen.

Her beautiful eyes were like the shimmering water, clear and transparent; her lips were full and plump, but at this moment they were slightly pouting because of embarrassment, which reminded Ye of a freshly peeled orange in summer, fresh and delicious.

The figure of the woman in front of him was reflected in Ye's eyes, full of infinite tenderness. Feng Qingcheng saw this pair of eyes, and she, who had always been strong, was a little afraid to look at them, and turned away with her eyebrows raised.

"Qingcheng, take good care of yourself. Wait for me..."

At this point, the voice suddenly stopped. Feng Qingcheng frowned and turned around in shock.

Ye's body turned into golden light, gradually dissipated, and disappeared completely.

"Oh my god... this is a spiritual clone! Oh my god, he has reached the level of an eighth-level beastmaster. It's too... monstrous."

Ning Qingcheng suddenly realized at this time. No wonder Ye suddenly appeared. This was not his real body. After reaching the eighth level of Beastmaster, he could use his powerful spiritual consciousness to condense an avatar that could exist for a long time and have the same thinking as the real body.

Feng Qingcheng raised the Nine Heavens Mysterious Frost Sword. It was obvious that this clone must be in this sword. This time, the danger encountered obviously alarmed the clone's night.

Not only Ye disappeared, but even the fire-breathing dragon turned into nothingness.

"Who is he? He is only a little older than me but he has reached the eighth level of Beast Tamer, or even higher. His potential is not much different from mine."

Feng Qingcheng murmured to herself, and at the same time there was a confusion in her mind, why was Ye so good to me and saved me several times in a row?

By the way, he said wait for me at the end. What was he waiting for me for?