“You have helped me deal with the Fengxi Boar. I am already extremely grateful,” the mulberry tree said. Its leaves rustled as if it were laughing, and it continued, “I am but a tree. I do not have so many desires.”

The cultivators’ faces heated up. This great mulberry tree had already lived for who knew how many years. It didn't care about any of their secular affairs, and was an individual of noble character and unquestionable integrity. It wasn’t as calculating or scheming as ordinary people.

Zu An was a bit absentminded. Why did he feel as if he had heard the very same thing somewhere else? Previously, he had encountered the Silverflame Flowertree in the Yu clan’s mines. It seemed to have said similar things. That guy isn’t this great mulberry tree’s descendant, is it?

However, when he recalled the Silverflame Flowertree’s appearance, and how it wasn’t similar to the great mulberry tree in the slightest, he felt that he was overthinking things.

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Thus, the three of them thanked the tree again. After saying their goodbyes, they moved according...