Qin Yi knew he could not speak carelessly of this, or it would stir up a monstrous wave. By rights, the Dragon Sons should have known about this situation... There had to be some problem here, and it still required observation.
At any rate, the winged folk's affairs had truly been settled. At least for the short term, he could finally breathe a sigh of relief. As for the Jian Mu Fruit, there was now at least an alternative. It was no longer a matter of needing the fruit at all costs—Doggy had said they could carve out a section of Wood Heart and refine it as a substitute. Given the winged folk's current attitude, Qin Yi was certain that if he said he wanted to cut off a section of the slanted branch for refinement, they would definitely raise no objections.
Because they had knelt again.
They knelt before the revived sacred tree, and they knelt before Qin Yi.
All the winged folk pressed both hands to their foreheads and bowed in fervent devotion, as though welcoming a deity. Looking around, all he could see were white feathers carpeting the ground, like snow falling upon an island.
He had saved their clan's sacred tree and shattered another's malicious scheme.
It was probably second only to the grace the Dragon God had shown their people back then.
For the Dragon God's grace, they had guarded the Dragon Sons for tens of thousands of years, even until now. Then what of Qin Yi's grace?
He also bore phoenix intent, making him an envoy of the Phoenix Emperor. In bloodline, achievement, and sentiment alike, he shone brilliantly from every angle. At this moment, he truly seemed like a deity.
And this came after they had first wronged and aggrieved Qin Yi. Shame