Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

Chen Xingzhu also knew that her life or death depended on this small wooden needle.

She concentrated intently on the pale green wooden needle.

Zhu Butong, however, looked calmly at the bushes behind Chen Xingzhu, not holding much hope.

The green snake on his arm transformed, and its ferocious snakehead rose up.

At this moment, Chen Xingzhu let out a sound of surprise: "Grand Priest, what does this mean?"

Zhu Butong lowered his head to look, and suddenly he was startled, full of doubt and uncertainty.

"This... is this a top-grade Wood Lineage bloodline? You are actually..."

At this point, he was so shocked he couldn't speak.

On Chen Xingzhu's arm, the pale green wooden needle emitted a faint green glow from its tip, spreading out in circles, conveying a sense of all things rejuvenating, flowers blooming across the land, teeming with vitality.

The pale green halo appeared burgeoning, filled with the power of life.

In an instant, within the pale green halo, the small wooden needle sprouted a tender green bud.

The bud quickly grew, then developed into a plump flower bud.

The flower bud slowly blossomed, its snow-white petals gradually unfolding, with a fragrance that was overwhelmingly enticing.

Chen Xingzhu watched in amazement as this miraculous scene happened to her, making her open her mouth wide in astonishment.

By comparison, Zhu Butong was even more stunned.

He stared blankly at the wooden needle growing into a white flowering branch brimming with the spirit of spring, his eyes filled with both delight and disbelief.

"Found it, found it, the All Things Rejuvenating bloodline of the Wood Lineage actually appears in you, this is the supreme Ancestral Witch bloodline."

Zhu Butong murmured, looking at Chen Xingzhu as if he had found a rare treasure.

Chen Xingzhu felt a secret joy in her heart, yet also a bit confused.

"Grand Priest, what does the All Things Rejuvenating bloodline mean?"

Suddenly, Zhu Butong solemnly bowed to Chen Xingzhu.

"Miss Chen, I didn't expect you to have such an extraordinary background, I sincerely apologize for my earlier rudeness."

His eyes were full of admiration.

"Your All Things Rejuvenating bloodline is the closest to the Ancestral Witch bloodline in the Wood Lineage of the Wu Clan."

"Just for this reason alone, you could very well become a Great Witch in the future."

Chen Xingzhu still didn't quite understand.

"What Great Witch or Ancestral Witch, I don't understand what Mr. Zhu means?"

Zhu Butong was overjoyed, waving his hand: "You will understand slowly."

"From now on, you are a significant figure in the Wu Clan, and even I will seek your guidance in the future."

Zhu Butong's sudden change in attitude left Chen Xingzhu completely at a loss.

But one thing she understood, at least for now, she was safe.

Zhu Butong stood with hands lowered, bowing to Chen Xingzhu.

"I will inform the Council of Elders as soon as possible to let them know that the last branch of the Twelve Branches of the Wu Clan has finally been found."

"At that time, I would like Miss Chen to accompany me to the headquarters to meet our clansmen."

Chen Xingzhu immediately thought of Yang Fei, gritting her teeth.

"Before that, I want to settle a grudge, please Mr. Zhu give me some time."

Zhu Butong bowed in salute: "Yes, I am willing to serve Miss Chen loyally."

Chen Xingzhu looked at the body of Zhong Xiang on the ground, her eyes began to redden again.

"I will first bury my husband's body, this blood debt must be repaid tenfold by Yang Fei."

Saying this, as if she remembered something.

"By the way, the Dragon Battle Arena, the treasure of the Wu Clan, is in the hands of my enemy, Yang Fei."

Zhu Butong was taken aback, then burst into joyous laughter.

"It's wonderful, searching high and low with no success, I never expected the Dragon Battle Arena to appear here."

Chen Xingzhu's eyes were full of hatred.

"In that case, we'll kill Yang Fei first, take back the Dragon Battle Arena, and then return to the Wu Clan Headquarters."

This time, Zhu Butong did not speak, just smiled faintly: "As you wish."

At this moment, Yang Fei was strolling with Helen in the Royal Garden of the Traveling Palace.

Chen Xingzhu, in grief and sorrow, was burying Zhong Xiang's body, while Yang Fei and Helen were sweet and affectionate.

Helen had always had feelings for Yang Fei.

At this moment, with the fragrance of flowers and the scent of grass and trees, looking at the handsome profile of Yang Fei, Helen loved him even more.

This mysterious and powerful Asian man had been like a magnet, constantly attracting Helen since he appeared by her side.

Previously with the tense situation, Helen could still restrain her affection.

Now, having ascended to become the Empress, with the situation slightly relaxed, Helen could no longer control her infatuation.

She snuggled up to Yang Fei's arm, her heart full of tender affection.

"Jack, I don't know why, but I've always felt that you are an angel sent by God to save me and the people of Alang."

Helen raised her beautiful face, looking at Yang Fei with infatuation, her body unabashedly close to him.

"What angel, I'm just here on a mission, actually..."

With the situation in Novis settled, Yang Fei didn't intend to hide his identity.

Just as he was about to speak, Helen put up a finger to stop him.

"Hush, don't wake me from my dream, okay? I'm afraid if the dream ends, you won't be there."

Helen looked at Yang Fei tenderly, somewhat wistful.

Yang Fei chuckled lazily.

"Don't worry, I'll stay by your side. I'm searching for a kind of Mithril Ore, supposedly only Alang has it in the world."

Helen was greatly relieved, pressing her body closely against his arm.

"Don't worry, I will do my best to help you find the Mithril Ore, I... I love you."

In the romantic moments under the moonlit flowers, Helen could no longer control her feelings, softly expressing her deep affection.

"Since the first time I met you, I fell in love with you."

"I worry about you, I care about you, I never knew that this wine of love could be so sweet and yet so bittersweet."

Yang Fei, somewhat moved, tightened his arms around Helen's slender waist.

"But, ultimately, I'm just a passerby, you will regret it."

Tears appeared in Helen's eyes: "No, I don't want you as a passerby. I want you as my King."

She gazed at Yang Fei with deep affection: "Stay in Novis, okay? I'm willing to abdicate and honor you as Emperor."

Yang Fei smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"I'm sorry, I have my homeland, and I carry a heavy burden on my shoulders, please forgive me..."

Before he could finish, Helen's finger moved to shush him again, stopping the refusal in his throat.

Yang Fei felt Helen's affection and couldn't bear to speak further.

Helen's love for romance was fully ignited by Yang Fei.

She wrapped her arms around Yang Fei's neck tightly, her eyes full of tenderness.

"Jack, kiss me!"