"Not long ago, you took me away from the auction house and accidentally dripped a drop of your blood onto my root, so I began to produce consciousness. With that drop of blood, we've made a contract, so you can't die."
The auction house?
Yun Luofeng paused, "Are you the tree seed?"
At the auction, Xiao Mo told her that the tree seed was very special, but she didn't expect a tree could have consciousness.
"I finally got a chance to contact you today, and soon my consciousness will disappear, so let me finish," the voice sounded again. "Master, you must bring me up. After you become a sage-level spirit cultivator, you can go to other continents, where you will come across countless risks. But if you take me with you, I can help you."
Bring it up?
What did it mean?
When Yun Luofeng wanted to continue to ask it things, her soul shook and she could feel that the consciousness disappeared...
