"I'm not. Are you?" Hua Yunfei shot back.
The Second Prince fell silent.
Hua Yunfei truly was not a corpse cultivator, but the Yellow Springs Holy Ancestor was, and everyone in the Yellow Springs Holy Sect was as well. If this Yellow Springs Bone Flower were given to the Yellow Springs Holy Ancestor, it would absolutely become a tremendous opportunity for him.
"Don't eat me, I don't taste good! I'll call you Dad—no, Grandpa! Please, Grandpa, spare your grandson!" the Yellow Springs Bone Flower cried.
Though it was on the verge of evolving to the Half-Step Quasi-Overlord Level, spirit herbs were usually very weak. They merely possessed cultivation without matching combat strength. In a fight, it would struggle even against an ordinary Immortal Emperor.
"So cowardly?" Hua Yunfei laughed.
"This is called following my heart. I don't want to die!" The Yellow Springs Bone Flower had not a shred of dignity left. It only wanted to survive and was practically about to kowtow and beg for mercy.
"Don't worry, you won't die. I have a friend who cultivates corpses. The two of you can keep each other company," Hua Yunfei said.
"A corpse cultivator? How's his talent?" the Yellow Springs Bone Flower asked tentatively.
"Probably not bad," Hua Yunfei said.
"Probably?" The Yellow Springs Bone Flower was suspicious. Good was good, bad was bad—what did probably mean?
"You'll know when you meet him. Not only him, everyone in his sect cultivates corpses. With them, you'll have endless corpses and corpse qi to consume," Hua Yunfei said.
"Really? Slurp... I'm timid, so don't lie to me." The Yellow Springs Bone Flower licked its lips and swallowed, as though it were already imagining a grand feast of corpses.
"Really. Anyone who knows me knows that I'm honest and dependable, and I never