If there was one thing to be said, sweet-talking was an art. If not for the overwhelming pressure of Ye Chen's Fusang Divine Tree martial soul, these soul beasts would never have believed him.
At its core, it still came down to strength.
Youyou shook her enormous flower and asked, "May I ask something? If we enter the God Realm, will we become medicinal herbs for the other gods?"
The grand promise Ye Chen had painted was immensely tempting to Youyou, but she had already developed considerable intelligence. Even as her heart was stirred, she could not help becoming wary.
If they became medicinal herbs for humans, they would lose their lives. What use would a higher cultivation speed be then?
Ye Chen nodded inwardly. It seemed this Aromatic Silk Beauty was not foolish. Her vigilance was justified. Even Ye Chen could not guarantee that he would never consume the immortal herbs here in the future.
The Aromatic Silk Beauty's large pink blossom swayed continuously, seemingly awaiting the answer she wanted.
Although Ye Chen could have deceived her and casually made a promise, he realized he could not do it.
He never made promises lightly, but once he did, he would fulfill them no matter what. Therefore, he could not make this promise carelessly.
Seeing Ye Chen remain silent, Youyou seemed to understand something as well.
After pondering for a moment, Ye Chen said, "I cannot guarantee that. I never make promises lightly, nor can I guarantee that I will never use the immortal herbs here. After all, the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Eye is a medicinal garden."
At that point, Ye Chen changed the subject. "However, I can guarantee that I will not harvest any beings whose cultivation exceeds a hundred thousand years. Only when necessary will I