novelraw Chapter 307: Ready to Follow Your Orders
Chapter 307: Ready to Follow Your Orders
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The Vine King, with a spiritual intelligence cultivated over a millennium, periodically shed parts of its vines, allowing them to grow freely. Over time, these vines multiplied, forming a vast and thriving family. Yet, with such growth, nourishment became increasingly scarce for their kind.
Regardless of Hua Tu’s provocations toward the young vine, the Vine King had already decided to attack them.
Though unaware of the deeper reasons, Yu Zhao could see the Vine King’s aggressive approach and understood there was no escaping this calamity. Swiftly assessing her available options, she arrived at a grim conclusion. Even if Hua Tu managed to summon one last burst of strength, together they stood no chance against the Vine King.
If force couldn’t solve the issue, she would have to rely on wit. But how could she convince the Vine King to abandon its intentions?
Benefits.
Only sufficient benefits could sway the Vine King. But what could she offer to tempt such a powerful being?
As Yu Zhao wracked her mind for an answer, the flower branches beside her suddenly began trembling violently. Leaves and petals collided, creating a rustling noise, while the surrounding floral scent intensified.
“Vine King, you’ve crossed the line,” a voice called out.
Yu Zhao turned sharply toward the source of the voice—a flower wall. Her gaze scanned the wall until it rested on a pale yellow, unassuming flower. Instinctively, she felt that this flower was no ordinary bloom. Despite its plain appearance, Yu Zhao’s divine sense could detect nothing remarkable about it. If not for its sudden voice, she wouldn’t have noticed it at all.Surprisingly, after the pale yellow flower spoke, the Vine King immediately slowed down and eventually stopped altogether.
“He Huan, hand them over to me, and I’ll leave,” the Vine King said.
Though He Huan’s size was minuscule compared to the Vine King’s, her words alone were enough to halt the latter’s advance. It was evident that He Huan was the true ruler of the Ten Thousand Flower Island.
Yu Zhao considered seeking He Huan’s help, but seeing her actively intervening, Yu Zhao suppressed her impatience and remained silent. Hua Tu, however, attempted to speak, only to have Yu Zhao step on his foot, forcing him to obediently lie down like a corpse.
The Vine King’s voice was laced with anger. “He Huan, they’re nothing more than trespassers. Would you really oppose me for their sake?”
“I have no interest in meddling with your grievances,” He Huan replied coolly. “But there is one rule—no overstepping boundaries.”
“I can abide by that. Just toss them over to me,” the Vine King conceded.
Yu Zhao and Hua Tu’s hearts sank.
He Huan responded softly, “I’ve said I won’t interfere, so I naturally won’t help you.”
“You’re clearly helping them escape!” the Vine King roared.
Unconvinced by He Huan’s words, the Vine King grew angrier. Over centuries as neighbors, they had always maintained a delicate truce. In the past, He Huan would often turn a blind eye to such incidents. This time, however, her decisive intervention suggested favoritism.
The ground trembled again under the Vine King’s rage. Yet He Huan’s voice remained calm, almost emotionless. “If you recall my temperament, you’ll know what you should do.”
A blatant threat.
The Vine King was furious, but its colossal form refused to take another step. Deep within its memories was the terror He Huan inspired five centuries ago, when it had tried to spread its vines across the entire island, believing itself invincible. However, it encountered He Huan and suffered a crushing defeat. Half its offspring perished, and the survivors were left scarred. Dragging its battered body, it fled and swore never to overstep again.
Over time, the Vine King discovered that He Huan was gentle by nature, preferring solitude and disinterested in bloodshed. As long as no one disturbed her, she seldom appeared. Emboldened by her pacifism, the Vine King gradually began encroaching on her territory.
But this time, He Huan’s sudden assertiveness extinguished the Vine King’s arrogance, replacing it with dread.
“Hmph! Fine, He Huan, I’ll let this go for now. But if there’s a next time, they won’t be so lucky!” With that, the Vine King retreated with a rumbling speed far quicker than its approach.
The smaller vines lingered for a moment, but upon realizing the Vine King was gone, they screeched and hurried after it. One even tripped over itself, nearly tying itself into a knot.
“Hahaha—cough, cough, cough!” Hua Tu’s laughter turned into violent coughing as his injuries flared up.
Yu Zhao shot him a disdainful glance before stepping forward respectfully to bow to He Huan. “Thank you, Senior, for your great kindness!”
“Thank you, Senior!” Hua Tu echoed.
The pale yellow flower turned slightly and spoke softly, “You saved yourselves.”
If not for Yu Zhao buying time or Hua Tu’s desperate efforts to reach her territory, He Huan wouldn’t have intervened. Ultimately, they owed their survival to their own actions.
Despite her words, neither Yu Zhao nor Hua Tu truly believed her. They understood what would have happened if He Huan hadn’t appeared and remained deeply grateful to her.
Seemingly uninterested in further pleasantries, He Huan asked, “Why have you come to this island?”
Yu Zhao replied, “Junior seeks rare flowers for cultivation.”
She then explained her need for spiritual flowers to aid in her cultivation.
As she finished, a sudden whirlwind erupted before her, scattering petals and leaves into a spiraling vortex. In moments, the wind ceased, and the petals drifted to the ground, forming a pile that buried Hua Tu.
Before Yu Zhao lay a mound of flowers, their soft glow mesmerizing her.
“Senior He Huan, this is…” she began, startled.
“These are all the flowers you need. Every flower on the Ten Thousand Flower Island is included,” He Huan replied.
Yu Zhao felt alarmed rather than joyful. The Vine King’s deference had already hinted at He Huan’s immense power. Her aid was likely not without reason.
“Senior He Huan, is there something you require of me?” Yu Zhao asked cautiously.
He Huan chuckled softly. “Sharp as ever. Indeed, there is a task I’d like you to undertake.”
Yu Zhao exhaled in relief. “I am at your service, Senior.”
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