Once Mochizuki Meiken spoke, the Japanese side fell silent, however angry they were.
With them quiet, it would have seemed ungracious for the National Team to keep arguing. Everyone dropped the subject and followed Mochizuki Meiken and the Blond Man into the West Pavilion.
Mu Nujiao had taken only a few steps when Mochizi Chiharu, standing by the entrance, stopped her.
"Those vines just now—you cast them?" Mochizuki Chiharu asked.
It sounded like a question, but Mochizuki Chiharu was certain that Mu Nujiao was the one who had cast the magic against her.
Mu Nujiao gave a slight nod without speaking.
Mochizuki Chiharu had greeted them with prejudice and insults. Keeping a straight face around her was already a remarkable show of restraint.
Mochizuki Chiharu fell silent for a moment, then said, "I have to admit, your Plant Seed is powerful."
As an Advanced Mage who specialized in the Plant Element, she had needed only a second or two to sense how terrifying the vines Mu Nujiao had conjured were.
Those emerald vines glowed milky white and looked harmless, yet there was something deeply eerie about them.
They had not overwhelmed Mochizuki Chiharu's plants with brute force or corroded them. They had absorbed something from them.
The emerald vines had wrapped around the Green Demon Branches and drained their life force outright!
That was why Mochizuki Chiharu's plants had withered so quickly wherever the emerald vines spread.
That power had to come from Mu Nujiao's Plant Seed.
Plant Seeds were somewhat like the elemental seeds of elemental magic. They could strengthen spells and give plants unique properties.
Honestly, Mochizuki Chiharu had never seen a Plant Seed so strange.
It looked so pure, clean, and beautiful, so harmless that no one would suspect it of anything sinister.
Yet beneath that appearance