Driven by a very, very shallow pang of conscience, Yun Huang swept his golden pupils downward, returning his gaze to the ruined flower field.
Though the Demon Flower Evil Lord was thoroughly repulsive, he had to admit that the wretch's Dao did have something to it.
Myriad Flowers Rise and Fall, spirit plants forming realms, the flower soul Dao imprint, and his many other arts would have counted as a fairly complete great Dao inheritance even in ancient times.
Yun Huang glanced at Yun Shuanghua beside Yun Qing, raised his hand, and, swallowing his disgust, directly plucked out strands of silver-purple inheritance runes from untold tens of thousands of miles away.
The flora spirit body was indeed compatible, but the things the Demon Flower Evil Lord had left behind contained far too much assorted rubbish. Possession arts, evil seed parasitism, Blood Spirit Flower Sacrifice, and countless secret arts whose names alone made it clear they were no good.
Expressionless, Yun Huang began picking through them.
This essence blood flower-forcing art? Rejected.
That divine soul mind-bewitching art? Burn it!
"One Hundred and Eight Ways to Turn Your Enemies into Flower Fertilizer"? Yun Huang paused.
After some thought, he ultimately burned it with a touch of regret. His elder brother probably would not want Yun Shuanghua learning that sort of thing.
The inheritance orb, originally several yards across, was kneaded and squeezed in Immortal Emperor Yuanhuang's hands until eighty percent of it had been deleted.
Then he burned away every last one of the Demon Flower Evil Lord's paranoid, deranged thoughts and crooked obsessions, leaving only a fist-sized ball of silver-purple light.
A spotless, incomparably pure inheritance essence of the Dao of plants and flowers.
It contained the principles of Myriad Flowers Rise and Fall, insights into the spirituality of plants, and