I Truly Am The Villian-Chapter 1129 - 1128: The Fate of The Plant Clan, Myriad Flowers Fairy

Xu Zimei slightly furrowed his brows.

He didn’t know what game the Myriad Flowers Fairy was playing.

The old woman with a face full of wrinkles continued to smile and said, "Please follow me, dear guest."

The surrounding crowd all dispersed, and the old woman’s figure trembled as she walked step by step forward.

It seemed as though with every step she took, her aged body might collapse at any moment.

Xu Zimei followed behind her, taking in the architecture of the vicinity along the way.

The path was lined with myriad blossoming flowers; the Flower Valley itself resembled a city of flowers.

The walls of the valley served as the city’s ramparts.

All along the way, they encountered floral monsters.

Some had already transformed into human shapes, while others still retained the characteristics of monsters.

They sang and danced joyously, presenting a scene of great prosperity.

The old woman led Xu Zimei to an area full of flower buds.

These were buds scattered all over the mountain, their casings purple, their cores like whips unfurling from within the bud.

Several unopened petals encircled the area.

When the sunlight shone down upon them, tiny figures made of light and shadow could be seen dancing atop.

"This is the Light Year Snow Lotus, but people from the outside world prefer to call it the Unforgettable Love Lotus," the old woman explained.

"This lotus has no other effect; its only purpose is to not wither for a long time.

Therefore, many people use it to symbolize a love that is steadfast and unchanging.

It’s also a common flower given between men and women.

It’s just a shame that the Light Year Lotus is extremely dependent on its living environment and cannot be cultivated, only able to propagate on its own.

Nowadays, as humans have been harvesting it in excess, this kind of flower is nearing extinction.

Apart from the Valley of a Hundred Flowers, it is very difficult to see this flower elsewhere."

After finishing her explanation, the old woman’s figure continued to move forward.

Xu Zimei glanced at the Light Year Snow Lotus and followed close behind.

The old woman stopped again.

This time, in front of her was a mountain filled with Flame Mushroom flowers.

Moreover, these were not ordinary Flame Mushrooms but the Yin-Yang Exquisite Mushroom.

The finest among Flame Mushrooms.

"Three thousand years ago, the Pill Tower’s alchemy master Wu Xuzi created a formula.

It could be used to concoct Blood Demon Pills which can reverse one’s bloodline and forcibly defy the heavens to change fate.

A person’s strength could increase a hundredfold, although after use, they would become crippled.

The effect of a hundredfold increase still made many people’s hearts race.

In the Mortal Domain, everyone wanted to obtain such a pill to have as a contingency.

The propagation of the Yin-Yang Exquisite Mushroom is similar to that of the Light Year Snow Lotus; they cannot be cultivated and can only propagate on their own.

Nowadays, in the Mortal Domain, this kind of Yin-Yang Exquisite Mushroom is also on the verge of extinction."

The old woman, with Xu Zimei by her side, had nearly strolled through the entire Flower Valley.

After walking through most of the Flower Valley, she would briefly introduce each place to Xu Zimei as they stopped.

About the various Mysterious Medicines, their effects, and their current grandeur.

After circling most of the Flower Valley, Xu Zimei also saw many floral monsters.

There were Dry Ink Lotuses, Lingxiao, Purple Asters, Glazed Glass Brocades, Moon-Viewing Grass, Southern Candles, and so on…

Listening to these names, they seem somewhat different from the flowers and plants we’re familiar with in our knowledge.

But these were indeed, genuinely, floral monsters.

They are no different from human beings, all comprised of flesh and blood with souls.

After completing the tour, the two figures stopped in front of a very spacious palace gate.

The old woman looked at Xu Zimei and smiled, "What did you see?"

"The sorrow of The Plant Clan," Xu Zimei replied.

Everything in this world can actually be divided into animals and plants.

It’s just that humans, as well as monsters, beasts, and even other races, Immortal Race, Divine Race, all deem themselves nobly superior.

Unwilling to conspire with animals, hence the saying that there are more than three thousand races in the world.

But compared to animals, the Plant Clan is inherently a disadvantaged group.

Because plants and trees, unless they have deep roots, like the legendary Divine Trees and Immortal Herbs.

Are born with consciousness, able to move freely, and absorb the essence of heaven and earth.

For most plants and trees, it’s very difficult for them to cultivate.

Because their souls are extremely fragile, unable to leave the ground, and even unable to move.

Only through the long years of step-by-step cultivation, do they have a slim chance to change their fate.

And during these long years, the dangers they face are even greater than imagined.

Just like those Light Year Snow Lotuses and Yin-Yang Exquisite Mushrooms.

Their fate goes without saying.

"Plants are also a kind of living beings, why are we born like this," the old lady said.

"Actually, Myriad Flowers Lord and you are the same kind of people.

You want to break the fate of the Demon Race, and Myriad Flowers Lord also wants to change the fate of plants."

"What are you trying to say?" Xu Zimei asked.

"Cooperation?"

"This, you’ll have to discuss with the Lord yourself," the old lady said, pointing to the palace in front of her.

"I’m just trying to change your view. You don’t necessarily have to be enemies."

"You might have misunderstood my purpose," Xu Zimei replied calmly.

"I came to Valley of a Hundred Flowers for the sake of the Xuan Yuan family.

As for the Myriad Flowers Fairy, if she does not hinder me, I will not interfere with her either."

Because of the Emperor Qitian affair, Xu Zimei has always been wary of the Myriad Flowers Fairy.

But to say hostile, that’s not really the case.

After all, the deal between him and the Emperor Qitian wasn’t entirely trustworthy.

As you understand the world more deeply, you’ll find that the number of people you can trust dwindles."

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"If you want to meet the Xuan Yuan family, everything will naturally have an answer once you enter the palace," the old lady explained.

Xu Zimei took a deep breath and nodded slightly.

Stepping forward, he walked into the palace.

The shape of this palace is also very unique, resembling a blooming flower.

The petals fall vertically, forming a fifty-degree angle with the ground, colors spread all around.

And it also carries a fragrant scent.

The flower stem is like the Pillar of Heaven, supporting the entire palace.

The white misty aura follows the petals down, spreading across the steps.

Xu Zimei walked up the steps, arriving at the entrance of the palace.

On both sides, many flower spirits bow to him, welcoming Xu Zimei’s arrival.

Walking inside the palace, the scene becomes even more astonishing.

Myriad flowers bloom, a dazzle of purples and reds, a sight of splendid flower spirits as far as the eye can see.

Their postures are elegant.

Some cascade down the palace walls like waterfalls, clear and sparkling.

Others resemble rockery pavilions and lofted jade buildings, supporting a corner of the world.

There are some flowers that, when closed, resemble a stunning ice sculpture.

When they bloom, green leaves cover the ground, instantly transforming into a vast ocean that quietly flows along the palace.

Within this great scenery, there is a pavilion.

A woman dressed in a long red robe.

The robe stretches across the ground for more than a dozen meters, and the woman in red sits inside the pavilion.

The pavilion is situated atop mountains shrouded in mist, where only a silhouette is vaguely visible.

"Demon Lord, please step forward for a conversation," a cool voice came through.

Following that, the distance from Xu Zimei to the pavilion is...