Chapter 3031 - 44: The Most Exhausting Thing

Chapter 3031: Chapter 44: The Most Exhausting Thing

As the white cat jumped down from the pavilion beam, Zheng Qing secretly felt something amiss.

He quickly shifted his gaze slightly, focusing intently on the old locust tree not far away, as if a bunch of ginsengfruit had sprouted on the tree, laughing and waving at him.

But after just a simple exchange between the two witches, the atmosphere became somewhat tense.

Zheng Qing had to abandon his attempt to remain aloof from the situation just seconds ago.

"——Do you think we should uproot that old locust tree?"

He pointed at the old tree whose canopy nearly engulfed half of the Ziwei Palace, with a serious expression: "It’s grown so large, the roots must have spread to every corner of this courtyard. If we don’t uproot it, our Xuanhuang Wood will have no space to grow."

The leaves and branches of the old locust tree, swaying lightly in the breeze, suddenly stiffened.

The tense witches also finally turned their attention.

Su Shijun was the first to support the warlock’s suggestion.

"Good idea!"

She looked like a wife praising her husband, waving her raised thumb in front of the warlock before moving it toward the old locust tree, then flipping it upside down to show the cold decisiveness of a Moon Council Upper Member: "Indeed, it should be uprooted. Since a simple locust tree can grow like this here, it’s surely a great spirit cave. I am not good at Feng Shui magic, but I know that practicing at such a magical node yields twice the result with half the effort, which benefits both the Xuanhuang Wood and you."

Zheng Qing forced his lips to remain flat—no wonder the history books talk about seductive charms disrupting the palace; such a beauty expert at using flattery energy, how many men could resist?

"What do you think?" He turned his gaze to Jiang Yu, just in time to see the witch’s angry gaze quickly shift away from Su Shijun. He pretended not to notice.

Then he realized he had oversimplified matters.

"That’s indeed a good idea."

Jiang Yu seemed nonchalant but raised an unexpected issue: "In the Magic Creature Guidebook, green sprites belong to the magical creature kingdom, alchemy creature order, elves class, winged eye order, sprite family, plant genus, green sprite species. At their core, the successfully metamorphosed sprites at home still have strong plant attributes. If you plant the Xuanhuang Wood here, it coincidentally allows ’One, Two, Three’ to move in as well. I believe this level of spirit root will aid their further development. I’ve thought about this before, but this wood is locust, too full of yin energy, not fitting for the great elves’ disposition. Now it’s perfect, spirit tree and spirit cave match perfectly."

Su Shijun’s eyes seemed dark.

At first glance, Zheng Qing thought it was a great idea but then recalled the current residence of the great elves and the faint mention of the word ’wood’ from the girl, feeling bitter in his mouth.

Before he could think of a tactful way to change the subject.

He heard Su Shijun coldly sneer: "——Where my great elves and little fox want to live is my business. No need for sister to ponder this for me. Instead of that, why not think about the ’to cut or to uproot’ issue."

The ’to cut or to uproot’ she spoke of adapted an ancient magic ’to cut or to move, then hewing is reverence,’ which was initially developed by wizards for ancient trees and spirit woods, later deriving other attack attributes. At this moment, being adapted by a Big Wizard, the entire Ziwei Palace immediately sensed a chilling aura swirling everywhere, especially the old locust tree, which began to tremble intensely, the rustling of leaves could be heard clearly even outside the walls.

The attack from Big Fox wasn’t over.

She turned to Zheng Qing, looking a bit disappointed, her tone dark: "——Ha, so, Poseidon’s shape-shifting banquet hasn’t even started, and you’re planning to take the great elves away from the estate? What you are about to do, I dare not even think about..."

Zheng Qing didn’t want to speak.

All he wanted now was to release two Giant God Soldiers, then protect himself while sprinting away.

But he couldn’t flee.

Just looking at Jiang Yu secretly clenching her fist upon hearing ’sister,’ he had reason to suspect that if he left, the two might actually start fighting.

Boom!

Boom boom!

The sudden vibration and loud noise caused the already tense Zheng Qing to swiftly draw his most handy charm gun. Then, he found the source of the noise: the old locust tree—it was laboriously pulling out its main roots from the ground, looking a bit like ’no need to trouble you, I’m moving out myself.’

Zheng Qing secretly gave it a thumbs-up in his heart, thinking that such a perceptive old tree would live well wherever it went.

Coming back to his senses.

The expressions of both witches had exchanged again.

Jiang Yu, who was angry just moments ago, now had a happy look with her brows relaxed; whereas Su Da Fox, who had a slight advantage previously, squinted her eyes, seeming ready to take off her glasses at any moment.

In half a second, Zheng Qing identified the problem.

"Ha, haha, scared me to death just now." He chuckled dryly, nonchalantly putting away the Colt Python into his pocket, trying to divert the topic: "That wood still has a bit of perceptive value..."

This remark drew both witches’ gazes to him.

Zheng Qing mentally slapped himself.

He succeeded in transferring the pressure onto himself again.

"Ha, ugly." Su Shijun glanced at Zheng Qing’s cloak, bluntly expressing her dissatisfaction: "——Are you sure you don’t want to change into a different uniform? Has no one told you this uniform style is a bit outdated? Three hundred years ago, this kind of adolescent cloak style stopped being popular. Among everyone I know, probably only Su Ya likes this vibe."

This time, it was Jiang Yu who spoke up for Zheng Qing.

"Whether it’s outdated is an issue for Little Kalami, what’s it got to do with legends?"

The witch from Zhongshan sharply pointed out the basic operating logic of the Wizard World: "...Even if a legend wore a big flowery robe, no one would mock them; they’d just feel their own eyesight isn’t enough, speculating if the color tones of the robe secretly align with the workings of the Heavenly Dao."

Zheng Qing touched the furry edges of the cloak, feeling its pleasant texture.

At the back of the cloak, those two neatly inscribed characters ’Order’ are among his few memories to commemorate his already bygone ordinary era.

If he had known back then that choosing this style would cause today’s quarrel, he would surely have chosen a clean, simple style without a single letter.

But on the other hand.

If he had chosen a different cloak style, then today, the criticism might not be about the cloak but perhaps about his hairstyle or the corner of his eyes.