His Highness the Crown Prince Always Wants to Marry Me

Chapter 206: Seven-Coloured Sacred Tree (Three)

Yu Qing Qian’s entire body exuded a glow of confidence, and Feng Chen knew that she was serious.

“There won’t be any danger?” He asked again to reconfirm.

Yu Qing Qian nodded: “No, I’m certain.”

“Alright, then be careful. If there’s any danger, I’ll immediately take action.” Feng Chen said, pressing his lips together.

If Yu Qing Qian entered the rainy forest and was corroded by the raindrops, he would immediately expose the Black Datura and act.

Yu Qing Qian reached out and patted Feng Chen on the shoulder, “Sick Beauty, just wait to forge the staff of a Seven-Coloured Sacred Tree.”

Feng Chen’s tense face revealed a slight smile, “Alright, I’ll wait!”

Right now, ahead, Leng Ling Shuang had already walked under the Seven-Coloured Sacred Tree and the raindrops began to patter heavily.

Yu Qing Qian saw this but didn’t act immediately. Instead, she crossed her arms with interest and watched how Leng Ling Shuang wanted to subdue the Seven-Coloured Sacred Tree.

She had a sense of affinity with all plants and could even communicate indiscriminately. The Seven-Coloured Sacred Tree had been growing for thousands of years and a wood spirit had just been born, so it wasn’t so easy to cut.

Leng Ling Shuang held the paper umbrella in one hand and looked up at the Seven-Coloured Sacred Tree, with a bit of excitement in her eyes.

In this life, through the many information she heard from her clan in the previous life and from her husband’s family, she gained the upper hand one by one.

Back then, her husband also participated in the Xie Clan’s mission to seize the Seven-Coloured Sacred Wood. One time, after he got drunk, she heard him mention it, and that was how she knew how to break the mechanism of the ancient tomb, how to enter the poisonous mist barrier, and even how to resist this acid rain with corrosive effect.

In her previous life, she fell in love with the wrong person and died unexpectedly. In this life, she would definitely stand at the top of the Continent, standing side by side with the most famous genius of this generation.

Feng Chen used to be so high and lofty to her, as if she couldn’t even climb towards him at all.

But everything was different in this life. Six years ago, she first fell in love with Feng Chen who looked like a fallen immortal from a painting. This man had a cold temperament, but as long as one could enter his heart, then that was equal to gaining everything—she believed that this man would also be hers in the future.

Leng Ling Shuang could afford to wait. She had plenty of patience now, and all roadblocks in front of her would be cleared, including that Yu Qing Qian, the unexpected variable that made her uneasy.

“Cut!” Leng Ling Shuang summoned a green plant, which quickly turned into armour. The spiritual plant transformed into a longsword and she slashed at the Seven-Coloured Sacred Tree.

[BANG!]

After a sound, the longsword in Leng Ling Shuang’s hand was knocked away by the trunk of the Seven-Coloured Sacred Tree. She looked at the Seven-Coloured Sacred Tree in disbelief. Only a very faint mark was left on its trunk.

How was this possible? She used eighty percent of her strength, but only left a faint mark on the Seven-Coloured Sacred Tree. Even if she used a hundred percent of her strength, it’d also be difficult to chop it down!

Right now, the Seven-Coloured Sacred Tree swayed its branches, and the rain in the sky fell harder, falling bit by bit, forming a rain curtain. If she was contaminated even just a little, then she would definitely be corroded to death.

Leng Ling Shuang clenched her hands, took out a black bottle with sinister eyes, and opened the cap.

As soon as it was activated, a cluster of orange sparks flew out of the bottle and quickly landed at the roots of the Seven-Coloured Sacred Tree.

As soon as the sparks landed on the rotos of the Seven-Coloured Sacred tree, it spread quickly, as if a single spark could start a prairie of fire.

The Seven-Coloured Sacred Tree made a loud [chi chi] sound, and its branches were waving wildly. Yu Qing Qian could feel the extreme pain it felt at this time, as if its heart was being burned by flames.

Yu Qing Qian’s playful eyes were filled with coldness. She had a kind of intimate psychic connection with plants and she couldn’t bear to see others mistreating plants.

The spark in Leng Ling Shuang’s bottle was the fire seed that was at the poisonous mist barrier before. She didn’t expect that she’d use it to deal with the Seven-Coloured Sacred Tree, wanting to completely kill the Seven-Coloured Sacred Tree from its roots—how cruel.