Wood-Spirit Ginseng Fruit

"Master, where are we now?"

Yang Ling looked around. A-9 City was nowhere to be seen.

This place looked like a primeval forest, lush and verdant.

Zhao De stood with his hands behind his back and said with a faint smile,

"An old friend's residence."

Not far away, two trees, each so thick that it would take at least three burly men to encircle them, suddenly began to rustle and shake.

Then their branches slowly spread apart, and their roots pulled free of the soil.

A ferocious face grew on each trunk.

Yang Ling's expression shifted. Plant-type exotic beasts?

Since he had never killed this kind of exotic beast, he could not inspect their attributes.

Judging by their auras, though, their strength was nothing special. At most, they were comparable to seventh-grade martial artists.

"I'm a friend of your ancestor. Lead the way."

"Hiss, hiss, hiss!"

The two plant-type exotic beasts let out cries that sounded incomprehensible yet impressive, then turned and headed deeper into the forest.

Zhao De motioned for Yang Ling to follow.

"Master, you've even made friends with exotic beasts? Can the powerful ones communicate with us?"

Yang Ling's eyes lit up.

This was his first opportunity to interact peacefully with exotic beasts.

He was genuinely curious whether exotic beasts on the Water Qilin's level could speak human language.

Zhao De said casually, "This old friend of mine has lived for a very, very long time. Simple communication is no problem, but exotic beasts are still exotic beasts. They can't speak human language."

Yang Ling asked, "Master, don't tell me this old friend of yours is on the same level as the Water Qilin?"

Zhao De paused and glanced at Yang Ling before continuing forward.

"The Water Qilin is an emperor-level beast, in the same category as