The Mother of Bloodbath suddenly looked out of the window toward the north, and a trace of nostalgia flashed in its eyes.
It turned its head and said, “Three more days. I’ll slightly prepare in these three days. We’ll leave on time in the morning three days later.”
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In the past few days, the most miserable person was certainly Crow. Its emotions had been changing dramatically.
At first, Crow’s emotions were mainly a mix of anger due to the Phoenix Perching Chinese Parasol Tree’s theft and fear due to messing up Lord Seventh Page War’s mission.
However, the anger due to the theft of the Phoenix Perching Chinese Parasol Tree had been dominant.
Gradually, Crow no longer had the mood to pay attention to the anger due to the Phoenix Perching Chinese Parasol Tree’s theft, which could allow it to have the chance to promote to Myth III. This was because its mind had been completely overtaken by fear.
At that moment, Crow kneeled on the ground in the room as indefinable fear suppressed it on the ground, causing it unable to move. This pressure contained an extremely strong desolate intent.
When a voice of pity and mockery sounded, the table in front of Crow, which was on its knees, was placed with a pot of golden thorn apple in full bloom.
“Chanter Crow, as one of the Eight Pages and the Lord of the Tower of War, I’ve never seen such a foolish person who can’t even get such a trivial thing done! How useless!”
When the voice said ‘How useless’, that desolate intent instantly rose to the peak. Crow actually had a kind of feeling that it could crush its own life into crumbs at any time.
Besides this aura, the words ‘How useless’ from Lord Seventh Page War terrified Crow. If Crow had not reached pinnacle Suzerain/Myth II, it would have been scared out of its wits.
As a Chanter, Crow could only have access to the Lead Chanter under the Tower of War’s Lord Seventh Page War. This mission was its first time being directly assigned by Lord Seventh Page War.
Although Crow was not qualified to understand Seventh Page War, it also knew his principle of handling things.
For Lord Seventh Page War, those who were useful would live! Those who were useless would die!
From the words ‘How useless’, Crow knew that he wanted to kill itself. It knew that if it could not fight for a chance to live, then only death would await it.
Even though Seventh Page War was not in the Radiance Federation but the Tower of War, which was far away from the Radiance Federation, it would be really easy for him to kill it.
One word from him, and the entire Tower of War and the Tower Canon would attack it.
“Lord Seventh Page War! I exposed nothing! I’ve already taken care of the matter regarding the sea.”
“You’ve taken care of it? Even the Eight Pages of the Tower Canon have not decided among themselves whether or not to go in the sea, yet you actually said you’ve taken care of it? When did a mere Chanter like you to decide about the Tower Canon’s matters?”
Crow immediately knew it had said the wrong thing in a hurry, so it quickly explained as it trembled, “Lord Seventh Page War, I’ve prepared for the matter regarding the sea.”
“Because of the change in your foolish plan, I order you to go and replace the sacred source item placed in the sea with five source-type items. Then, bring that sacred source item back to the Tower of War.”
Before Crow could respond, a cold snort sounded beside its ear.
“Since the matter on the land has been exposed, there is no more possibility of implementing the plan on the land within the Radiance Federation. Therefore, if you make any more mistakes regarding the sea, I’ll send you to Third Page Eternal Sin.”
Upon hearing ‘Third Page Eternal Sin’, Crow was so scared that it only knew how to kowtow and plead for mercy.
After doing so for a day and a night, while it was kowtowing, that golden thorn apple in full bloom withered.
Crow did not dare to look up. After it kowtowed and kneeled on the ground for three days, only then did it dare to look up.
However, when Crow looked up and found the golden thorn apple had withered, it immediately looked livid. At the same time, a crazy decision flashed in its eyes.
Just as it just saw that withering thorn apple, it knew that only when it reached Myth III and proved it was useful could it then have the possibility of surviving.
Crow looked through the half-opened window in the direction of the depths of the Endless Forest with its cruel, ruthless, and crazy gaze.
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When Lin Yuan returned to his room in the guest house, he quickly entered the Spirit Lock spatial zone.
He was ready to take care of the 100 mid-grade strange flames that had already been sent over by Ostrich Logistics and exchanged through the blind trade of ten Flower Brocade Pearls.
Lin Yuan had been in the Spirit Lock spatial zone feeding the Phoenix Perching Chinese Parasol Tree those mid-grade strange flames, which was not a trouble for him, for the entire day.
The Phoenix Perching Chinese Parasol Tree could store fire. It meant that it could absorb the mid-grade strange flames through its roots and store them in the golden leaves on its branches.
Each golden leaf could store a kind of strange flame. These hundreds of mid-grade strange flames were of various types. Each of them had its own characteristics, and even their flame color was also strange.
These different flame colors made Lin Yuan dizzy.
The Phoenix Perching Chinese Parasol Tree’s golden leaves would change into the color of that stored mid-grade strange flame.
After its roots absorbed these 100 mid-grade strange flames, Lin Yuan found that the tip of the tree was like a beautiful aurora formed by a bunch of leaves of various colored flames.
Nearly 100 flame colors circulated between the Phoenix Perching Chinese Parasol Tree’s leaves and gathered toward the bird’s nest that Chimey was resting in.
Ever since Chimey had been resting on the Phoenix Perching Chinese Parasol Tree, it had almost always been in a state of slumber.
Lin Yuan knew that Chimey was absorbing the Phoenix Perching Chinese Parasol Tree’s energy that could promote its quality.
The seven-colored aurora-like flame color reached Chimey’s body through the bird’s nest and circulated on it. It was as if Chimey was resting on the seven-colored aurora.
Lin Yuan did not dare to guarantee that the energy from these 100 mid-grade strange flames could promote Chimey from Fantasy I to Fantasy II.
Nonetheless, he had exchanged the fourth completely jade-textured green elm with Gao Feng for 30 mid-grade strange flames,
After sensing Chimey’s state, Lin Yuan thought that it should be enough.