"What does 'commander' mean?"
It was nothing strange for a face of bark to suddenly appear on the tree root before him. Ye Zhen had encountered quite a few members of the Demon Race, so it was no novelty. What he found curious was the title of "commander" used by this ancient tree demon.
"My lord, don't you know? Whoever controls Tongling Hall is the commander of Huichun Blessed Land, the commander who leads the hundred thousand wood demons of Huichun Blessed Land."
At this point, the eyes on the ancient tree demon's bark face suddenly blinked. Somewhat hesitantly, it said, "But strangely enough, Commander, you seem not to possess a Yimu Spirit Vein. Otherwise, you should be able to command us with ease!"
"Oh, right. Commander, did you come to take this Root of the Divine Wood in order to forge your veins and cultivate Yi Mu spiritual power? Commander, there is actually no need at all to use the Root of the Divine Wood to forge your veins and cultivate Yi Mu spiritual power. So long as you are willing, this subordinate can easily help you forge a Yimu Spirit Vein."
After saying that, the ancient tree demon added, "Commander, it is not that this subordinate is being overly talkative. It is mainly because this Root of the Divine Wood is exceedingly precious. We have nourished it for nearly ten thousand years before it grew this large. If it is used to forge veins, that would truly be... somewhat wasteful."
As he listened to the ancient tree demon ramble on, Ye Zhen could not help blinking. He suddenly realized that this ancient tree demon before him was truly rather talkative.
In just a few sentences, it had revealed an enormous amount of information to Ye Zhen, enough that