Divine Doctor from the Start of the Eye Mutation

Chapter 1659 1659: Tree Roots

Then, he walked to the side of the Heart-Talk Fruit Tree and surprisingly started digging.

Ling Zhenfei's heart skipped a beat. Initially, he thought they wanted to damage the tree, but he quickly realized something was off. They weren't cutting down the tree; they appeared to be digging around it.

This Heart-Talk Fruit Tree is incredibly mysterious, currently standing at least twenty meters tall.

Even if they manage to dig it up, can they take it away? Ling Zhenfei grew even more curious.

At this moment, he heard someone shout, "We've found a root!"

Another person said, "This root won't do; it's not deep enough. We need to find one with more fibrous roots."

Ling Zhenfei finally understood; these two were digging for the Heart-Talk Fruit Tree's roots.

Seeing this, Ling Zhenfei felt he should intervene.

The Heart-Talk Fruits are absolute treasures. A single fruit from the tree above can sell for tens of thousands, already elevated to luxury status.

Countless people are eyeing this Heart-Talk Fruit Tree. Just a single Heart-Talk Fruit Seed that Ling Zhenfei guarantees will grow into a sapling can be sold for billions, showcasing the fruit's preciousness.

However, aside from Ling Zhenfei, there are others who claim to grow saplings from seeds, but most are deceitful.

Who would have thought? Someone actually considered digging up the Heart-Talk Fruit Tree's roots.

Putting aside whether this method works, if the roots are actually dug up, will it impact the Heart-Talk Fruit Tree? It's really uncertain.

Ling Zhenfei realized he had to make his presence known. After pondering for a moment, he pulled out the ghost-faced mask from Di Tian Shen Sui and placed it on his face.

Playing tricks and scaring people is something Ling Zhenfei enjoys.

Ling Zhenfei never knew this method of scaring works flawlessly every time.

These two were busy digging up the roots when one of them suddenly shouted and fell to the ground.

"Ouch, who kicked me?"

The other laughed, saying, "Are you kidding? It's just you and me here; I didn't touch you. Your acting is quite convincing."

"I'm not acting! Someone kicked me! Otherwise, why would I shout like that?"

"That's really weird. There's no one else here. Don't scare yourself silly. Keep digging. Once this deal is done, we'll be living the high life."

Though puzzled, the man picked up the hoe and continued digging. Suddenly, he felt someone grab his leg, causing him to panic and fall again.

"Oh no, it's true! Someone's here! I can feel him pulling my leg."

The other said, "Get lost! If you don't want to dig, just say so. Look at me digging. Can you see anyone else around here?"

The man began digging again while the other watched closely. Suddenly, he felt a punch on his back, but there was only a wall behind him.

"Oh no, it's a ghost. It's a ghost."

The other young man was angry, "What ghost? I don't see anything."

As he spoke, he felt a kick in his back, and both fell simultaneously.

Now the two were terrified, scanning their surroundings, but there was really no one around.

Clinging to the wall tightly, holding a hoe and shovel, they couldn't believe their eyes.

"Who are you? Stop fooling around."

"Yeah, come out!"

Suddenly, they felt a strong wind blow, tousling their hair, and saw someone appear before them.

Their heads buzzed, the scene turned dim, but quickly they regained focus, only to find the figure before them vanished.

Their legs trembled as one said to the other, "I think I saw something."

"I think I saw something too."

"You first."

"I think I saw a person, with a deathly pale face, but he disappeared in a blink."

"Yes, I saw him too. He really vanished in an instant."

They scoured the surroundings, but there was no one.

"No one's around, nobody's here. Did we see it wrong?"

"We must have seen it wrong, seen it wrong." They comforted themselves.

Just then, they heard someone speak, "Are you looking for me?"

Upon hearing this, they were entirely shocked, unable to believe their ears.

They looked around and saw someone standing in the left corner by the wall where no one had been moments ago.

Although the person was at least seven or eight meters away, his voice sounded as if he were right next to them.

They were petrified, the figure in the corner had greenish fangs, clearly not human.

"Who are you? Don't come over, don't scare us."

"Yeah, we're not afraid of ghosts."

The ghost chuckled, "Aren't you digging me up?"

Their scalps tingled, "We're not digging you up. We're digging the roots."

"Why dig the roots?" the ghost asked.

"We can't tell you that." The man's words were interrupted as he felt a crisp slap on his face.

The slap was so clear, it stunned the man.

Being so far away, he never imagined he could be slapped from such a distance.

"Is there anything you can't say?" The voice whispered softly in their ears.

Though far away, the voice was right in their ears, definitely ghostly.

The two were merely beginner cultivators, to them, a high-level cultivator's wonders were as mysterious as gods and ghosts.

Ling Zhenfei, with his ability to manipulate Northern Spiritual Energy, could do as he pleased. These two stood no chance.

"We'll talk! We'll talk! Please don't kill us."

"Yes, we're just hired hands; we'll tell you anything you want to know."

Ling Zhenfei asked, "Who are you? Why are you here?"

One replied, "We were sent to dig this tree's roots."

Ling Zhenfei had guessed correctly; they were here for the roots.

Ling Zhenfei asked, "Who sent you?"

The two exchanged a glance and replied, "It was President Zhu. We had no other choice."

Ling Zhenfei was puzzled, not knowing who this President Zhu was.

Ling Zhenfei asked, "Who is President Zhu?"

They exchanged another glance, "He's the boss of Zhengyang Group."

Ling Zhenfei asked, "What does this President Zhu do?"

They replied, "President Zhu has several companies; he does whatever makes money."

Any company saying such things, it's clear they aren't up to any good.

Ling Zhenfei didn't wish to delve into these matters, knowing the fate of a conspicuous tree.

Ling Zhenfei's Heart-Talk Fruit had gained a lot of traction, everyone wanted a share.

If the Heart-Talk Fruit Tree fell into another's hands, they would certainly cultivate hundreds or thousands of them, selling them for money.