Chapter 3109

Looking at Mu You's instant change of face, Morning Fragrance remained silent, secretly already preparing to unleash his life-saving divine ability.

As for that, Mu You naturally knew; all I saw was him giving a cold snort.

"Want to run? Don't forget your brother is still here; does he have this divine ability?"

"You………………"

As soon as the words were spoken, Morning Fragrance's tree branches couldn't help but tremble, obviously extremely aggrieved.

Back then, it was Mu You who said that coming to the Dao One Immortal Sect could help its brother grow, with many benefits, so it agreed.

But Mu You doesn't care about those; after going to all this trouble, he still won't let you leave.

Seeing Morning Fragrance being protected, he immediately shouted.

"Seize it for me."

However, as his words fell, he saw that the people behind him showed no reaction at all, not even his own tree pet.

Moreover, several disciples were silently chanting under their breath.

"Two………………"

Seeing this, Mu You furrowed his brows and immediately snapped.

"What's with the 'two'? I'm just counting; why are you also reporting?"

Yet no one responded, and then I heard those few disciples speak again.

"One, go."

Immediately, they swarmed toward the canteen; seeing this, Mu You's eyes widened.

"Damn, mealtime."

I hadn't noticed earlier, but now checking the time, I realized it's mealtime.

But the matter isn't settled, you all ran off—what am I supposed to do? I want to eat too.

"A bunch of little bastards, no sense of loyalty at all, left to guard it, and now they've all gone—what am I to do?"

He shouted at the disciples, but not a single one turned back; he then turned his head to look at his own tree pet.

But upon looking, there was no trace of that Black Mist Forest Tree Ghost; the damn thing ran even faster.

"Evil tree, indeed it's a damn evil tree."

He burst out cursing in anger, yet inside he grew ever more anxious.

Even though Mu You is a Hall Master and doesn't need to scramble with the disciples for food, the problem is the nature of those guys like Qi Xiong.

If the meal is delayed, will his portion still be left? He probably won't even get a sip of soup.

Right now, everyone around has scattered in a bustle, leaving only Mu You and Morning Fragrance facing each other.

Morning Fragrance, unsettled by that threat just now, didn't know how to choose.

It could escape on its own, but what about its brother?

Given the methods displayed by the Dao One Immortal Sect, even a precious tree could be cultivated into an evil tree—its brother would certainly have no way to survive.

So Morning Fragrance fell silent, while Mu You was eager to eat.

In his urgency, he didn't bother with anything else, grabbed Morning Fragrance's tree branch, and said coldly.

"Follow me."

"Where are you taking me?"

Saying that, he yanked Morning Fragrance up and rushed toward the Fire Room.

Anyway, eat first, then talk.

As mealtime arrived, the canteen naturally became lively; disciples of the Dao One Immortal Sect, a host of Black Mist Forest Tree Ghosts, many Hall Masters, Elders, and Stewards all appeared.

Mu You pulled Morning Fragrance, directly entered Yuàn zhōng, found a corner, threw it down, and shouted.

"Behave yourself; don't forget your brother is still in my hands."

Having said that, he didn't wait for Morning Fragrance's reply and rushed straight to the large table where he and his fellow disciples ate.

As expected, before he even reached the table, he saw Qi Xiong and the others already dividing up his bowl.

They hadn't even bothered to eat their own; they first divided his portion, grinning wickedly.

"Hey, that old brat Mu You actually showed up late—come on, everyone, let's divide it first."

"Exactly, don't rush to eat; we'll divide Mu You's share first, then eat—no hurry."

"This is a rare opportunity."

"That's right, that's right."

Just as Qi Xiong and the others were anxiously dividing the food, a furious shout suddenly rang out.

"You dog thief, put down my food."

"Here he comes, he's here."

Yet, despite that, Qi Xiong and the others didn't stop; they moved even faster.

Finally, when Mu You rushed over, his originally full large bowl of food had been reduced to less than a tenth, already scraped clean.

Looking at Qi Xiong and the others with their bowls piled high, Mu You's teeth itched with anger, and he roared.

"Give it back."

Yet, in response, Qi Xiong and the others kept their heads down, gobbling food while muttering ambiguously.

"Give back what?"

"Cut the damn act, where's my food?"

"How would we know? Go ask Bai Hua Xianzi and the others yourself."

"Shameless old thief."

"Go ask Bai Hua Xianzi and the others—how the hell am I supposed to ask?"

Mu You's whole body trembled; he rushed as fast as he could, but in the end he was still a step too late.

Finally, Mu You could only grit his teeth, pick up the rice bowl that had only a single bottom left, finish it in two bites, and feel like crying but with no tears.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Chen Xiang, whom Mu You had tossed into a corner of the courtyard, stood there dazed.

Looking around, there were hundreds of Black Mist Forest Tree Ghosts, and its head buzzed.

No, where did all these precious trees come from?

Since it gained spiritual awareness, it had never seen so many of its kind before.

Moreover, without exception, black vapor was puffing out from all over its body.

Why are you all like this? Seeing this, Chen Xiang felt panicked.

But before it could figure it out, it saw many Black Mist Forest Tree Ghosts stretch out their branches, each bringing back a bowl of food.

Only then did Chen Xiang finally smell the aroma of the food.

What is this? It smells so good.

As a naturally born precious tree, Chen Xiang had always fed on the spiritual qi of heaven and earth, after all, for beings like these heavenly treasures, the spiritual qi of heaven and earth is the purest food in the world.

Like the spiritual food of the Human Race, Chen Xiang had seen and even tasted it before, but it had absolutely no appeal.

But this time was different; seeing the bowls of food brought by the Black Mist Forest Tree Ghosts, Chen Xiang suddenly felt that this stuff was even more enticing than the heavenly spiritual qi.

How could it be? As a heavenly treasure, it was actually drawn to the Human Race's spiritual food.

Moreover, its instinct told it that this was not only delicious but also greatly beneficial to it.

The fragrance kept seeping into Chen Xiang's body; though it was a precious tree without a nose, it found the scent irresistible.

Unable to restrain itself, Chen Xiang couldn't help but move closer to one of the Black Mist Forest Tree Ghosts, wanting to smell the food up close, hoping it could take a bite.

Emitting seven-colored radiance, Chen Xiang stood amidst the Black Mist Forest Tree Ghosts puffing out black vapor, like a fairy among a bunch of rough, foot‑scratching men.

One side pure and noble, the other side with black vapor shooting up to the heavens, utterly wicked.

Yet even so, just as Chen Xiang had just approached that Black Mist Forest Tree Ghost, before it could do anything, the ghost was eating its meal with its head down, and with a slap, a branch whipped Chen Xiang flying away.

"Scram, don't bother me."

Huh???

Flung backward, Chen Xiang felt its mind go blank and its heart filled with grievance.

No, I didn't do anything—why are you hitting me?