"What happened?"
Seeing the state Cheng Jianshan and the two girls were in, Chen Lin asked.
He already had an answer in mind, but he still needed to confirm it.
Cheng Jianshan slowly turned his head toward Chen Lin. His mouth opened several times before a mechanical voice finally emerged.
"My lord, please, please, save, save Lingdie. They... are useful... to you."
He struggled immensely to get that short sentence out.
Even though Chen Lin already knew the reason, he was still horrified.
No wonder neither the Tianluo Race nor the ancient cultivators wanted to leave the Snow Field. The rule force here was terrifying. In just a few days, they had been assimilated to this extent.
Had he returned two days later, they would probably have turned into trees!
Chen Lin said nothing. He looked around, found a small hill with a decent environment, and brought out his Spirit Boat to fly the three of them over.
After choosing a spot, he planted the branch the Wood Fairy had given him in the ground.
The branch came alive at a speed visible to the naked eye, growing into a tree roughly thirty feet tall in mere moments.
The surrounding air changed noticeably. Not only was the bizarre energy dispersed, but the presence of the wood element rules vanished as well.
The bodies of Cheng Jianshan and his two granddaughters began to recover, though slowly. It looked as if they would need quite some time to return to normal.
Taking advantage of the wait, Chen Lin brought out materials and directed his puppets to build houses.
By the time a small courtyard compound stood atop the hill, all three members of the Cheng Family had returned to normal, and the two sisters' injuries had largely healed.
"Thank you for saving