Chosen Mate of the Beastmen Empire by Lewis Reed

Chapter 468

A massive, lush tree sprouted instantly, vibrant and brimming with life. You couldn’t even see the top when you looked up- it already had a hint of a Divine Tree’s grandeur.

Nobody present could see it. Some of the higher–level elders vaguely sensed a ripple of power but couldn’t pinpoint it clearly, so they brushed off the fleeting oddity,

Only the Violet Soul Grass’s leaf tips quivered, straining toward the direction of Nyx’s Soul Form. The tree branches dipped gently, softly curling around the grass’s leaves. The moment they touched, Nyx felt like her mind linked directly with the Violet Soul Grass.

Unlike regular spiritual plants, maybe because it’d lived so long or was naturally more sentient, the Violet Soul Grass didn’t just send simple emotions–it spoke in a faint, fragile voice, “Hot! So hot! I’m too hot!”

“Huh?” Nyx glanced around, puzzled. It didn’t feel that warm to her. Plus, Violet Soul Grass had lived in this environment for years without issues. It shouldn’t be feeling this way.

Her confusion passed through her Soul Form to the grass. Two little leaves twisted shyly, its voice tiny. “Because I’m about to bloom.”

Different growth stages meant spiritual plants might need different conditions–a test from the Heavenly Law for these naturally nurtured beings. Without the right chance, they might not survive the transition.

The Violet Soul Grass, being sentient, had already sensed this trial was coming. That’s why it had been so eager to greet Nyx that day, hoping this person–who seemed like a kindred spirit–could save it.

Once she understood its needs, Nyx didn’t hesitate. She pulled out a few spirit stones and set up an array.

Her knowledge was solid, and even though it was her first time doing this, the array came together smoothly in her hands. The temperature in the center dropped noticeably, like summer turning to winter.

Just as she was about to move the Violet Soul Grass into it, several hands shot out from all directions to stop her. “Don’t touch it!”

“What do you think you’re doing?”

Led by the elder with the gourd artifact, a few elders glared at Nyx like she was the enemy, scolding sharply, “This is nonsense! You trying to freeze the Violet Soul Grass to death?”

As someone reached to grab Nyx’s wrist, Kian immediately stepped in to shield her, blocking the guy. His arm took a solid hit instead, the impact making a teeth–grinding sound. Nyx panicked and rushed to check on him.

her like it was no big deal,

broken his bones. And if it’d been Nyx, it would be

kid?” The elders finally noticed

him bristled with anger. “Reckless! Rude!”

him–just a

already darkened beyond recognition. He slapped out a palm in irritation. “It’s you who’s shameless! Picking a fight with two kids–real impressive!

alchemist, not a fighter, but his fire spiritual root gave him an edge. At the same cultivation level, these wood

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guys were no

his level–far below, really–and got pushed back hard, no chance to fight

just wanted to teach her

your lessons,” Cyan said coolly, his gaze unfriendly as he eyed the

slapping him in the face. Whether Nyx

chaos, Nyx finally had enough and raised her hand to explain, “I’m not messing around. The Violet Soul Grass is about to bloom–it feels the current environment’s

her words didn’t make a

on her side, couldn’t help but wonder. The others looked at her like she’d spun some baseless fairy tale, their

this environment for the grass. It might not be perfect, but it had kept it alive this long–it sure seemed more

bit of her ability. “I can understand

accurate, though. Most spiritual plants didn’t actually speak–she could just sense their instincts and needs. The expressions on Cyan and Magnus’s faces turned slightly dazed for a moment, then realization dawned on them. ‘So that’s how it was. No wonder.

they were placed in the most perfect environment from the moment

talk?” The elder, who had just lost face under Magnus’s hands, let out a scoffing chuckle. “And you can

a thousand years and never heard of anyone with such an ability. It was utterly absurd.

challenge Nyx, pulling out a spirit herb glowing with a soft halo from his special storage pouch. He dangled it in front of her eyes, teasing with

plants, why don’t you listen to what my Moonlit Beauty here is saying? If you get it right, I’ll give it to you,” he said.

him well understood that this was his most treasured spirit herb–he’d

such a bet meant he was certain Nyx couldn’t possibly understand the words of a spirit plant or say anything convincing. At best, she might mention common plant needs like lack of water or fear of