"Shut up!" Ying Fei swept her gaze over the cultivators and shouted.
Qin Fengming waved a hand to stop the two women from flying into a rage, then smiled at Golden Immortal Gu Ran. "You took nearly an hour. If I revive a dead tree in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, that should count as a win, shouldn't it?"
The moment his words rang out, this gathering place of cultivators fell silent as a grave.
Yet in the blink of an eye, mocking laughter rose up.
This was the Liyuan Sect, where five Dao Lords stood guard. Though they feared Ying Fei and Su Zishan's cultivation realms, they had no fear whatsoever of Qin Fengming and the two others. Mockery and ridicule immediately erupted in a clamor.
Qin Fengming could not be bothered with them. He turned and walked to a withered giant tree roughly the same size as the one Gu Ran had revived.
"This one should be about the same size. I'll revive this giant tree."
As soon as Qin Fengming spoke, he waved his hand, sending out a cluster of Spirit Patterns that instantly shrouded the giant tree lying tilted atop a pile of boulders.
A mass of fluorescent light flickered into being, blocking both everyone's sight and divine sense.
Qin Fengming vanished into the fluorescent glow.
Reviving a giant tree was neither particularly difficult nor particularly simple. A cultivator needed to infuse the withered tree with a great amount of plant life force. Yet the tree was no precious material; an excess of overwhelming vitality could destroy its channels, so utmost care was required.
Qin Fengming possessed a vast amount of Essence Energy from vegetation. Nourishing this withered giant tree, which still contained some life force within its trunk, was exceedingly