Ye Chen did not say that Wang Dong'er's identity was actually even more useful than his own.
Most of the immortal herbs here had been personally replanted by Tang San after he had once swept the place clean.
To them, Tang San was undoubtedly akin to a parent who had given them new life. Wang Dong'er's true identity was Tang San's biological daughter, so they could make use of that later.
Of course, Ye Chen could not directly tell Wang Dong'er about her own identity. He could only use other methods.
With that in mind, an exceedingly fine silver needle appeared in Ye Chen's hand. While Wang Dong'er was not paying attention, he lightly scraped her finger with it, then quickly stored the needle stained with her blood in his Small World.
"Ow!" The sharp pain in her finger startled Wang Dong'er. She raised her left hand and saw that something had pricked her finger, drawing blood.
Seeing this, Ye Chen hurriedly took her small hand and said, "What happened? How did you start bleeding in midair? Did you bump into something sharp?"
Wang Dong'er shook her head, equally puzzled. "I don't know. Maybe I brushed against some metal on your clothes."
They were both dressed in fitted combat attire, with ornaments made of rare metals at certain corners of their clothes.
Fortunately, it was nothing serious, and the little girl did not think much of it.
Chuckling to himself, Ye Chen quickly released his Light Attribute Soul Power. The tiny wound, nearly invisible to the naked eye, healed completely in the blink of an eye.
Ye Chen held Wang Dong'er as they slowly descended, landing amid plants of every color. The aura of the Fusang Divine Tree within him began to spread faintly outward.
At that moment, Ye Chen