The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, a treasured site hailed as one of the continent's three great treasure troves, was now shrouded in an oppressive, bone-chilling aura.
The air seemed frozen solid. Even the poisonous miasma that lingered year-round had turned into tiny ice crystals, pattering to the ground.
Snow Empress's exquisite figure hovered in midair, her white robes as pure as snow and her blue hair streaming in the wind.
She stood there quietly, yet the terrifying aura of her seven-hundred-thousand-year cultivation pressed down on every living thing like a primordial iceberg.
"Can I pick them now?"
Huo Yuhao stood beside Snow Empress with his hands in his pockets, smiling as harmlessly as could be.
Across from him, the Hundred-Thousand-Year Plant-type Soul Beasts, led by Youyou, the Aromatic Silk Beauty, trembled in fear, their flowers and branches quivering.
Though they had lived for a hundred thousand years and gained intelligence, in the face of absolute power, their so-called dignity and principles were thinner than paper.
"Y-yes, of course you can..." Youyou's voice shook. Her once-vibrant petals now drooped. "Help yourself, please..."
"Then thank you."
Huo Yuhao didn't stand on ceremony. He swept his hand through the plants like a swarm of locusts.
"This Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum looks good. I'll take it."
"This Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower is the key to helping Senior Xiaotao deal with her Evil Fire. I'll take it."
"This Narcissus Jade Muscle Bone will help Xiao Xiao get a little stronger. I'll take it."
Huo Yuhao worked quickly, leaving not a blade of grass behind him. Of course, as a "bandit" with principles, he left the roots. After all, sustainable development was the way to go. Who knew—maybe they would grow back in a few thousand years, and he could come harvest them again.
Youyou