On the southern side of the mountains, on the gentle slope, a large number of Divine-Given Seeds are rooted.
"Dragon Cypress Ant King!"
"Ant!"
"Long time no see!"
"Where's Molan Mantis? Why is it just you, an insect?"
From afar, Quandong, Jinhe, and Purple Tung trees send spiritual power greetings.
"Quandong Divine Tree!"
"Jinhe!"
Dragon Cypress responds, asking: "Purple Tung, you're here too. How is it? Would you like to develop with us at Xianglan Chamber of Commerce?"
"I'd love to~"
Purple Tung said gloomily, "These Barley Bugs are clinging to me, afraid I can't leave."
Jinhe, displeased, warns: "Ant, don't joke like that at Huagi Mountain's old nest. Look around, they're all elite soldiers. Be careful you don't crawl away on all fours today."
"Ha. Ha."
Dragon Cypress dryly laughs, saying: "Jinhe Divine-Given Seed speaks just as sharply~"
