Chen Ye pushed away the young female cultivator in his arms.
Under Lin Qiongyu's uneasy gaze, he stepped forward, his eyes falling on the ailing Six-leaf Mysterious Ginseng.
The ginseng's roots were gnarled, its leaves dull and lifeless, wrapped in dense Demonic Qi that emitted a nauseating stench of decay.
Even Zhou Mingyuan, a Spirit Plant Master, was at a loss.
Chen Ye stared at the ginseng for a moment, and a sharp, unmatched golden aura suddenly shone at his fingertips. It was Geng Metal Qi!
"Geng Metal Qi?"
Zhou Mingyuan frowned, his tone laced with incredulous anger,
"Taoist Friend Chen, are you kidding? Geng Metal Qi is sharp and overbearing, ordinary Loose Cultivators only use it to remove pests. How can such a delicate Six-leaf Mysterious Ginseng withstand such torment?"
He had initially thought Chen Ye had some real skills to his earlier high-minded theory, but unexpectedly his first move was so reckless.
