Chapter 691 672: I Want to Fight

Little Flower was stunned... 'Why is it like this? Why? I did it, but why did it end this way? Why is there no energy for me to absorb? Why...'

Nine Discount and the others were also dumbfounded, unable to believe this outcome.

'Master, Little Flower is on its last legs...' Nine Discount said anxiously in Wang Meng's mind.

Wang Meng could feel that Little Flower had reached its limit. At this point, it had already done enough, even if it hadn't achieved the breakthrough Wang Meng had hoped for.

Wang Meng reached out, about to recall Little Flower into the Five Elements Spirit Holding Bracelet.

But a feeling of refusal appeared in Wang Meng's mind. Little Flower didn't want to go back!

"Master, this is my fight. I will have no regrets, even in death!"

This was the message Little Flower sent.

Wang Meng froze, looking hesitantly at the fading Little Flower. If it kept fighting, it would truly be in danger.

Just then, Little Flower's blood-red body began to rapidly lose its color... turning white, and then, in an instant, transparent...

'I have always been rooted in the earth, drawing on its power to become strong. But I am a Wood Element True Essence Beast. Away from the earth, this body of mine is more fragile than anything...'

Not far away, the fully formed Black Tree Demon Monster Corps charged forward madly...

Little Flower's roots pulled out from the cracks in the ground and then stabbed violently into the air!

'If I can't change the fragility of my body, then I'll change my reliance on the earth!' In the air, countless points of light gathered toward Little Flower's roots...

The Demons rushed closer and closer. The nearest Kobold was about to smash its Warhammer down on Little Flower's fragile body. At that moment, Little Flower had no defenses whatsoever; it was no different from the most delicate blade of grass by the roadside.

The final moment!

The light in the air vanished—no! It had been absorbed by Little Flower's roots!

In a hundredth of a second, countless thorny vines sprouted in the air, forming a massive crown-shaped symbol that encircled the fragile Little Flower.

A tiny point of divine light flickered faintly in the center of Little Flower's blossom...

The face on the large black tree finally revealed a look of terror. 'This is... the divinity of creation! True creation! This is real creation... fundamentally different from the transformation of my fallen fruits. This is true divine creation!'

'No...'

The pinky-sized thorns on the vines instantly grew enormous, transforming into sharp lances that swept toward the charging army of a thousand Demons. In a single moment, the entire corps was annihilated.

Little Flower floated in the air, drifting toward the black tree... Its root system plunged violently into the tree, and in the blink of an eye, the entire black tree vanished... No, it was absorbed by Little Flower.

Wang Meng also let out a sigh of relief. He had underestimated Little Flower's consciousness.

Suddenly, the thorny vines disintegrated into shattered white light, and the majestic Little Flower fell from the sky.

Inside the Spirit Containing Bracelet, the group of little ones cried out nervously, their previous elation instantly extinguished.

Wang Meng picked up Little Flower and swept it with his Divine Sense. "It's completely drained. I'll figure something out."

Wang Meng had encountered this situation more than once. In the past, Ma Tian'Er had been there, and they had all made it through the dangerous period. Now, it was up to him.

As he spoke, Wang Meng cast a Rain Dew Technique on Little Flower... The wounds on its body began to close up, and it soon looked as good as new. However, Wang Meng frowned; it was only a surface-level recovery.

Wang Meng then used the Divine Pill Voiding Technique. He could feel Little Flower's life force being replenished to a certain extent, but the effect wasn't great. It seemed these two Alchemy Skills weren't very effective on plant-types.

Just then, a Space Gate opened beside him...

Wang Meng put Little Flower away, stepped through the Space Gate, and chose to exit the Divine Sealing Tower.

The little one had really surprised him with its unusual stubbornness and determination. But since both the Rain Dew Technique and the Divine Pill Voiding Technique were not very effective on Little Flower, its withered appearance made Wang Meng's heart ache.

In truth, the Spirit Control Association, the Divine Artifact Pavilion, and the Pill Immortal Alliance—the Three Major Conferences—all had incredibly vast foundations within the Divine Space. The true core of the Three Major Conferences was also built within the Divine Space. After all, in this space, Cultivators could communicate with each other across the vast distances of the continent. It also filtered the population; everyone here possessed both power and potential.

The moment Wang Meng stepped out of the Divine Sealing Tower, the already bustling area outside became even more animated. Everyone stared at him intensely, and the buzz of discussion was not quiet.

"Golden Wolf is really arrogant, just walking out all by himself like that."

"He's got some serious nerve. Killing an Elder from the White Bone Family is a huge slap in the face to the White Bone Sect. You'd think he'd be more careful."

"How long do you think he'll last?"

"Hard to say. The White Bone Sect has been running rampant for years, and this is the first time they've been thwarted. This Golden Wolf must have some skill, so he'll probably survive for a while."

"The White Bone Sect's next attack will definitely be more ferocious. Tsk tsk, he'd better be careful. I actually hope he stays alive. That way, the White Bone Sect will be too busy to cause trouble elsewhere, and things might be a little more peaceful."

Hearing these discussions, Wang Meng touched his Golden Wolf Mask. 'It's really hard to keep a low profile these days.' Scum like the White Bone Sect were just asking for annihilation by running into him in the Divine Space. Master Wang didn't mind delivering justice on behalf of the heavens.

Leaving the Divine Sealing Tower, he arrived at a street he had wandered through before. Wang Meng stopped someone and asked, "Friend, which way is the Pill Immortal Alliance's headquarters?"

The moment the Cultivator saw Wang Meng's mask, he shied away as if avoiding a plague, quickly pointed in a direction, and bolted. His footwork was quite impressive. Master Wang had still underestimated the White Bone Sect's intimidating reputation. He was now considered a harbinger of death; aside from the members of the Three Major Conferences, everyone else kept their distance.

Wang Meng shook his head helplessly and walked toward the Pill Immortal Alliance's headquarters in the Divine Space. Along the way, he was surrounded by fields planted with all sorts of Immortal Plants and Herbs. Further ahead lay an Immortal Tree Forest filled with restrictions. These immortal trees emanated a dense Immortal Spirit Qi. It seemed the Divine Space truly was the main base of operations for the Three Major Conferences.

Wang Meng recognized these as Spirit Gathering Immortal Trees, which could gather Spiritual Power on their own. Arranged here in a Forbidden Array, they were gathering ninety percent of the surrounding Spiritual Power.

Within these Spirit Gathering Trees was the headquarters of the Pill Immortal Alliance, its true core. It was even more important than the Haojing Headquarters. The Haojing Headquarters was more of a personnel headquarters, where decisions on the Alliance's various affairs were made. But the true core, the place where the Pill Immortals resided, could only be here. 'I suppose the sole goal of these Cultivators who have reached the pinnacle is ascension,' he mused.

As soon as Wang Meng approached, he was blocked by a patrol of Pill Immortal Alliance Cultivators. Each Cultivator was at the Peak of the Earth Wheel Realm and carried a formidable aura. "Halt. State your purpose."

"I'm here to trade," Wang Meng said. He had already inquired about some of the trading rules of the Three Major Conferences.

Generally speaking, Cultivators below the Celestial Wheel Realm could only trade at small shops set up outside, like Yue Chong's forging materials store, which was affiliated with the Divine Artifact Pavilion. Of course, in the Divine Space, the Divine Artifact Pavilion had more than just Yue Chong's shop. These small establishments were responsible for handling trades between the Divine Artifact Pavilion and Earth Wheel Realm Cultivators.

Celestial Wheel Realm Cultivators, all of whom had status and tempers to match, were qualified to enter the core headquarters of the Three Major Conferences for direct, high-end trades. Of course, disciples from major families with deep cooperative ties to the Three Major Conferences had access tokens and could enter the headquarters even if they weren't at the Celestial Wheel Realm. This was really just a display of privileged status.

The five patrolling Pill Immortal Alliance Cultivators looked at Wang Meng suspiciously. 'Golden Wolf?'

'His reputation has been soaring among ordinary Cultivators recently. His claim to fame is killing Ghostly Fiend, the Seventh of the White Bone Sect's Eight Great Elders. With that kind of strength, he's naturally qualified to enter the headquarters. However... this so-called Golden Wolf is just a mask. This is the Pill Immortal Alliance, not a place you can just waltz in and out of with a mask and a bit of fame.'

"This path ahead is a bit... inconvenient. Please, go this way."

One of the Cultivators said, pointing to a smaller path. That path had an Array on it; anyone without a Celestial Wheel Realm Cultivation who stepped onto it would be repelled by the Array.

Wang Meng smiled. Just as he was about to step onto the small path, a voice called out from behind him, "Brother Golden Wolf? It really is you."

He turned his head to see a pleasantly surprised Meng Ningzhi.

Meng Ningzhi smiled slightly and said to the patrolling Cultivators, "He's my friend. He's with me."

The few Cultivators bowed their heads in salute, clearly aware of Meng Ningzhi's identity. Young elites with backgrounds in major families like her always received better treatment within the Three Major Conferences.

Meng Ningzhi gazed at the Golden Wolf Mask and said, "Brother Golden Wolf, you're as elusive as a Divine Dragon. It's not easy to run into you."

Wang Meng sweat-dropped internally. 'Didn't we just see each other not too long ago?'

"I'm just a lone wanderer."

Meng Ningzhi smiled and said, "Is this your first time at the Pill Immortal Alliance's headquarters, Brother Golden Wolf?"

"Yes, Miss Meng. I need to buy some Pills for my True Essence Beast."

"Call me Ningzi. Last time, Brother Golden Wolf saved my life. Let me return the favor with this small bit of help."

"Then it would be disrespectful to refuse," Wang Meng said. In truth, Master Wang's pockets were a bit empty. The prices here were most likely astronomical. He was basically here to steal some ideas.

Hearing Wang Meng agree, Meng Ningzhi smiled as well. Last time, not only had he saved her, but she had also received several thousand Fate Grids from him. After absorbing them, she still had over a hundred left. In this world, nothing was more precious than a Fate Grid. However, she was the renowned Purple Saint, the young lady of Haojing's Meng Family, and she had never owed anyone a favor. If she could repay Golden Wolf even a little this time, it would put her mind at ease. Walking shoulder-to-shoulder with him, Meng Ningzhi couldn't help but wonder, '...Why is he so good to me?'

With Meng Ningzhi leading the way, the two of them passed smoothly through the Spirit Gathering Immortal Trees and various Forbidden Arrays, officially entering the core headquarters of the Pill Immortal Alliance.

Inside, the place looked like a massive estate. The roads were paved with some kind of hard, pure white jade. Along both sides of the roads were Immortal Trees, bearing mouth-watering Immortal Fruits. From time to time, Pill Masters from the Pill Immortal Alliance could be seen harvesting the ripe ones.