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The world today is divided into three parts: the sects, the temples, and the rivers and lakes.

The sects concentrate on cultivation and do not care about trivial matters in the outside world, but are wholeheartedly pursuing the method of attaining enlightenment and cultivating immortals.

For many years, there have been constant conspiracies and internal strife in the government, and people are in panic.

The Jianghu is populated by unrestrained talented and free-spirited knights, and their influence is quite huge.

For many years, the three parties have been performing their respective duties and have nothing to do with each other.

There are various factions in the martial arts world, headed by Qianji Tower, which is the best in intelligence.

According to legend, the Thousand Machine Tower can know everything about the world without leaving the house. It has the fastest and most accurate first-hand intelligence in the world, and is particularly good at hidden weapons and mechanical devices.

Back then, the Meisha League, the second most powerful force in the martial arts world, sent hundreds of top assassins to wipe out Qianji Tower, but ended up with the entire army being wiped out, while Qianji Tower suffered no casualties this time.

No one knew what happened afterwards, but we only knew that the largest assassin league in the world finally agreed to take second place and gave the first place to Qianji Tower.

Let’s talk about Qianji Tower. Although it is the number one force in Jianghu, its total number of people is less than a hundred. The reason why it is so famous is probably because of the owner of Qianji Tower - Yan Jiuting.

This person's identity is a mystery and his age is unknown. It is said that when he was at the peak of his career more than ten years ago, he had the image of a young man in white clothes in his twenties, and he still looks the same more than ten years later.

Because of his unparalleled wisdom, superb martial arts, and an extremely mysterious Thousand Machines Tower, he is known as Young Master Thousand Machines in the martial arts world.

At this moment, this mysterious young man was frowning in his own small building, and his whole body was in a frighteningly low mood.

"Son."

Chen Lin drooped his cute little round face, glanced at the flower on the windowsill whose leaves were curled and yellow, and asked cautiously: "Is it because it can't adapt to the environment here, so it..." died.

He didn't dare say the last two words.

They all saw how much the young master cared about this flower over the past few months.

This flower needs to be watered three times a day, but not too much. It also needs to be exposed to the sun for an hour every day. If there is no sun on a certain day, it cannot be watered, as it will be drowned. Similarly, if it is exposed to the sun for too long, it will also be sunburned to death.

It is afraid of cold, heat, wind and rain.

It likes night, because night is when it blooms most beautifully.

Yan Jiuting has been taking care of this delicate and difficult flower himself since he brought it back. He takes better care of it than a baby and often talks to it.

Chen Lin felt that he was a little crazy. Either this flower had some kind of bewitching effect, otherwise how could the young man talk to himself in front of a flower and look so happy?

Now, the young master just did not return home last night due to some matters, and when he came back this morning, the flower had become like this.

They all knew that the young master valued it very much, so no one came to this room, and no one would touch this poisonous flower. But how could it suddenly become like this?

Chen Lin wanted to say something else, but the man said calmly, "You go out first."

He shut up and went out.

Yan Jiuting picked up the flowerpot and placed it on the table beside the bed.

He frowned, gently touched the withered yellow petals with his fingertips, and then slightly pointed down at the leaves that curled into a thin strip, but the flower did not react at all.

Under normal circumstances, it would twist its body vigorously to reject his touch, and would call him a liar and a bad guy in a coquettish voice.

"Huahua." Yan Jiuting's voice was low and slightly hoarse with fatigue.

He didn't sleep last night and rushed back as soon as he finished his work, but as soon as he entered the house, he saw that it was in a withered state and no matter what he tried, it was of no avail.

"I clearly took good care of you according to the records in the book, why did it still happen?"

The man's narrow eyes were slightly red because of a sleepless night and anxiety: "Didn't we agree to take you to see the lantern festival today? Don't you want to go out and play?"

The flower is still wilted, and even going out to play doesn't entice it. It must be seriously ill.

Yan Jiuting's eyes darkened, he held its stem in his palm and straightened it carefully: "Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to you."

There is one last method that I haven't tried yet.

The reason why so many people are scrambling to get the Wufei flower is not only because of its extremely precious medicinal value, but more people want to verify the legend.

The legend goes that once they grow to the ninth petal, they can take human form.

This flower is extremely beautiful. If it were to grow into a human form, it would surely be an extremely stunning beauty that could overturn a whole country.

However, this legend has not been confirmed so far. After all, ghosts and monsters are something that can be believed in or not. It is just something told by storytellers, but not many people would take it seriously.

Let’s not talk about other things for now, but Yan Jiuting knew that the flower he brought back was truly intelligent and could speak human language. It was a very unusual flower elf.

When the Wufei flower is growing petals, it will enter a state of suspended death and needs to be fed with the pure blood of a man for three days in order to revive.

This method is on the last page of the ancient book on rare flowers and plants. Yan Jiuting only took a quick look at it many years ago and never expected it to come in handy today.

He had only fed it blood for three days. He had raised this little thing for nearly half a year, talking and bickering with it every day, and they had already developed feelings for each other. How could he watch it become so lifeless?

In fact, the book said that after Wu Feihua's suspended state lasted for half a month, it would grow petals and be reborn, but he couldn't wait that long.

The little flower is still cute when it chirps and twists around.

The Fu Yuan had been dry for too long, and once it came into contact with blood, it began to suck it greedily. A full bowl of blood was absorbed cleanly, but the flower body was still wilted, like a dead grass stuck in a flowerpot.

It knew that it was about to grow petals, but this time seemed a little different from before. Its body felt extremely hot, so hot that it felt like it was about to explode.

My head hurts so much, I wonder if I need to grow a brain.

Yan Jiuting fed the flower with blood three times from morning to night according to the amount of watering he did in the past, and stayed by its side all day long.

The moon was high above the branches, and it was late at night. The man sitting at the table had one hand on his forehead. His handsome face looked pale, and his lips, which were usually healthy and rosy, had lost their color.

His eyes were slightly closed, and it was unclear whether he was asleep or unconscious.

The dying flower in the pot on the table suddenly moved. At some point, it shed its withered appearance and turned into a peach pink color that was more beautiful than before. It had a misty texture that seemed like it would scatter with a gust of wind.

The flower, which previously had only four small petals like a butterfly, now has six petals.

There has never been an example of a plant of the Wufei flower growing two petals in a row. Fu Yuan felt that she was very powerful. Of course, this man's blood played an indispensable role, and she should thank him very much.

So it jumped out of the flowerpot and rubbed the man's hand with its petals in a friendly manner.

Yan Jiuting was startled and opened his eyes suddenly.