As his palm touched the tree trunk, Ye Feng immediately sensed the vague intentions coming from the Thousand-Year Ancient Pine.
"Who are you?" the Ancient Pine asked.
"Sect Leader of the Misty Sect, Ye Feng."
"There is a strange power within you, very powerful, capable of easily destroying me, and I am very afraid." The waves of intention emanating from the Ancient Pine were trembling.
"There's no need to be afraid! I hope you will join my sect, and you can drink Spirit Spring Water every day." Ye Feng seriously cajoled with a sincere face.
The intention waves from the Ancient Pine vibrated again, "Is it the same Spirit Spring Water that the Little Squirrel drinks?"
After becoming friends with Qiao Jiaxi, the Little Squirrel had brought back some Spirit Spring Water and watered the Ancient Pine with it, making it yearn for more.
"Exactly," Ye Feng nodded.
