Chapter 89

Purple Bone picked up her axe and swung it over, only to be blocked by Lu Se's sword. This was the scene Ang saw when he teleported over.

After some explanation, Purple Bone finally let Ang believe it was a misunderstanding: "God of Purple Bone, this is a misunderstanding, I didn't know it was your pet."

Negris curled his lip on the side: "Still a pet? If Ang hadn't held it back, it would have blasted you into nothing with one shot long ago."

At the same time, he felt a bit annoyed in his heart. His reaction had been too slow just now; he should have been the one to step forward and take that axe. Fortunately, Lu Se had blocked it, otherwise, if the Angel Skeleton had been damaged, the Little Zombie would definitely have beaten him again.

Thinking of this, Negris became even more annoyed. Why could even the Little Zombie beat him? Not convinced. Wait until I grow up.

How could he make the Corpse Lich Dragon continue to grow?

Negris glanced at the little tree sapling and thought to himself: Should I go and worship it?

Heavens, if any other god knew Negris had this thought, they would definitely unite to beat him up. He had lost all his divinity.

The place where the Purple Bone tribe lived was an endless primeval forest. A lonely stone mountain stood in the center of the forest, and there were many caves at the foot of the mountain. The Purple Bone tribe lived in these caves.

The axe used by Purple Bone was a stone axe. The axe head was a type of stone similar to obsidian, clamped by a split stick and then tied together. It was very sharp and pointed, but brittle.

Just now, when blocked by Lu Se's sword, a large chip had broken off. Purple Bone felt so heartbroken she almost shed tears, while at the same time, she stole glances at Lu Se's sword with envy.

Lu Se patted his chest and said: "This sword is too small. When I go back, I'll find you a large iron axe that's suitable for you."

"Really?" Purple Bone was excited and agitated, slapping Lu Se on the back: "Thank you, thank you so much, good friend. Eh? Sorry, sorry, I used too much strength."

Lu Se, who had been slapped flying into a tree, forced a smile: "It's... it's fine, I can take it, you have quite a lot of strength."

After a while, Lu Se quietly came to find Ang: "My lord, please heal me, I feel like my back is going to swell up."

In general, this was a group of half-blood Titans in a primitive society, who hadn't awakened their talents or bloodline powers, were malnourished, and were plagued by disease and hunger. They believed in Jian Gu Luo Ke and called themselves the Purple Bone tribe.

The teleportation array was in the forest on the flat ground at the foot of the mountain. A few grass and tree huts were built around it, but most of the time, they lived in the caves on the slope. The entire tribe now had only twenty-something people.

"God of Purple Bone, it's really great that you could come. The seeds you gave us last time, we planted them, but they couldn't grow. However, the medicine for curing diseases is very useful," Purple Bone said while leading Ang and his group toward the caves.

"Where did you plant them? How did you plant them?" Ang asked.

"Right here. According to what you said, dig a hole, sow the seeds, and bury them," Purple Bone said, pointing to a large piece of open ground next to them that had clearly been weeded. As she spoke, she demonstrated, poking a hole with her finger, putting in a crushed stone, and then covering it.

Negris covered his face; he couldn't bear to look. Purple Bone's method wasn't wrong, but she was two meters seventy-eight tall, and one finger was almost as long as half a normal person's forearm. One poke made a pit twenty or thirty centimeters deep. The seeds were buried so deep they rotted before they could even sprout. How could they possibly grow?

Ang walked over and dug out a seed. Because it had been buried too deep, it already showed signs of rotting before it could sprout.

It was rotten and couldn't be used. Ang tilted his head and was just about to throw the seed away when he felt the little tree sapling on his head sending out enthusiastic information: Exert force—grow—exert force—grow—.

Teleporting over, the happiest one was the little tree sapling. It had been cheering all the way, constantly sending out enthusiastic information. Seeing anything, it wanted the other party to grow. It was estimated that it had never seen so many trees, so many grasses, and so many flowers.

Now seeing a rotten seed, it also wanted to cheer, and then the seed went 'pop,' revealing white.

Eh? Still alive? Not completely dead? Or was it because of the little tree sapling?

After thinking about it, Ang flew to the center of the open space, put down the little tree sapling, and then stepped out footprints.

Lu Se and Lightning zoomed far away. Lu Se even called out to Purple Bone: "Quick, hide further away."

The Death Aura could accelerate the life process of living things. Staying for one more minute meant aging several dozen days.

Negris, the Little Zombie, and the Angel Skeleton were all undead creatures and were unaffected, so they stayed put.

Purple Bone looked at them, then looked at Lu Se and Lightning, feeling somewhat at a loss. These few didn't hide, so why did they want her to hide? Had something happened?

Soon, they knew what had happened. Some green sprouts scrambled to break through the ground and grew sturdily.

Those seeds that they had buried underground and couldn't grow no matter how hard they tried, under the combined effect of the aura and the little tree sapling, came back to life and tenaciously broke through the soil.

In less than a few minutes, they had grown into small seedlings, and the entire empty open space had turned into a green nursery.

The Purple Bone clansmen were dumbfounded and muttered in a daze: "Miracle, a miracle, this is a miracle." They kowtowed one after another.

Thick soul flames surged directly toward Ang. With just twenty-something people, the soul flames offered were actually about the same as those from the five thousand people in the Demon Valley.

However, very soon, they discovered a serious problem: hunger, intense hunger. They felt as if they hadn't eaten for dozens of days, so hungry they had the urge to grab a handful of dirt and stuff it into their mouths.

Ang was receiving their soul flames and immediately sensed this intense emotion. Very good, now it was 'equivalent.'

Zooming over, Ang transferred a large pile of grain and beets in front of them, fearing they wouldn't want them.

Lu Se in the distance was anxious: "My lord, keep the dried beets, let them eat fresh ones, fresh ones are delicious."

So Ang switched to fresh beets.

How could they not want them? Seeing the grain, Purple Bone and the others' eyes glowed, and they grabbed it and gnawed, not caring that the grain hadn't been husked.

If it were the Little Zombie's predecessor, it would have choked to death by now, but the Purple Bone tribe felt nothing. The unhusked grain was just right for their big mouths; they didn't need to chew, they could swallow it raw, it just scratched the throat a little.

After eating a few mouthfuls, everyone switched to fresh beet roots. One bite per beet root, and it exploded entirely upon biting down. The fragrant juice filled their mouths, bringing an explosive crispness and sweetness.

Purple Bone's eyes lit up: "Delicious! Too delicious!" She used both hands to take turns stuffing them into her mouth.

As she stuffed them, Purple Bone noticed, why had the beet leaves grown so much?

"Quick, get out, leave the range of the aura. If you don't get out, your grain will all sprout. Look, the beets are already sprouting," Negris said urgently.

Grain doesn't sprout easily without being soaked in water, but beets are different. They sprout when placed in a cool place. Within the range of the aura, they were constantly affected, the leaves growing larger and larger, and even small sprout points appeared.

"Ah? Sprouting?" The Purple Bone tribe panicked upon hearing this, hugged the grain in front of them, and stood up with a clatter.

Once they stood up, everyone discovered something wrong.