Lin Shiming did not offer any reply to each sentence spoken, finishing his words in one breath before continuing to walk forward.
At that moment, the eyeballs of the wooden demon were spinning rapidly, and fear and hesitation were constantly whirling in its gaze.
As Lin Shiming approached, the Mingxin Tea Tree seemed to have made a great decision. It leapt down, and its left hand turned into a palm knife, slashing fiercely towards its right arm.
The next moment, the palm knife severed an arm, and at the same time, a cluster of the Mingxin Tea Tree's vital Spirit Tea on its crown fell like ripe melons off their vines, dropping a leaf of Spiritual Tea along with the falling right arm, landing in the palm of Lin Shiming, turning into a leaf of Spirit Tea flashing with Thunder Patterns.
This leaf of Spirit Tea was very peculiar, with Spirit Light circulating and Thunder Patterns flickering.
