God of Cooking, Monster: No, we have become ingredients

Chapter 2699 Lin Zi Moved

Ye Changqing made an agreement with the tree spirits, and they promised to safely return them to the Yanwu tribe.

Upon hearing this, Qi Wu was completely dumbfounded, even more so than when he learned that Ye Changqing could communicate with these tree spirits.

It was already outrageous enough that Ye Changqing could communicate with the tree spirit, but now he has gone even further by saying that he and the tree spirit had already made an agreement.

What the hell did you say?

Qi Wu stared blankly at Ye Changqing in front of him, speechless for a long time.

This is a tree spirit! What are you all saying? When did this tree spirit become so easy to talk to?

These are all a bunch of doting fathers, would they really agree to escort us back? Wait, something's not right...

Shocked, Qi Wu suddenly realized a problem: this tree ghost, as powerful as it was, couldn't do without the Black Mist Forest.

They all rely on the ancient trees in the Black Mist Forest for their foundation; whether they can survive without these ancient trees is uncertain.

This place is quite far from the Yanwu tribe. They can't even get out of the Black Mist Forest, so how can they deliver it?

Are these tree spirits just messing with Evergreen?

"Brother Ye, you've probably been scammed."

He voiced his doubts, and upon hearing this, Ye Changqing shook his head.

"I just asked them, and they said they have their own way; we'll just go with the forest when the time comes."

Ok? ? ?

"Walk with Lin Zi?"

Qi Wu and Ye Changqing were both completely confused. What kind of talk is that?

They just can't figure it out right now, but everyone will understand soon.

Now that he had made arrangements with all the tree spirits, Ye Changqing finally had some time to rest.

In order to persuade these tree spirits, Ye Changqing agreed to conditions that were undeniably harsh.

Even at my most tiring time, I was only responsible for preparing three meals a day for everyone at Dao Yi Holy Land.

But just now, Ye Changqing promised these tree ghosts that they would have six meals a day, which is basically one meal every two hours, and one meal takes one hour.

Ye Changqing can only rest for six hours a day.

For Ye Changqing, this level of strength is naturally nothing.

After all, given a cultivator's physical attributes, if this were in their previous life, they would definitely have the innate divine physique of a bull or horse.

Let alone being able to rest for six hours a day, even if you work twelve hours a day, non-stop, a cultivator with the cultivation level of the Ancient Immortal Realm could work for a hundred or eighty years without any pressure.

But given Ye Changqing's personality, this was already pushing himself beyond his limits; at least since transmigrating, he had never worked so hard.

But in order to save his life, he agreed without hesitation.

Afterwards, the tree spirits kept their promise and began escorting Ye Changqing and his group back to the Yanwu tribe, along with the entire Black Mist Forest.

The Fire Spirit Tribe and the Scale Stone Tribe, who were guarding outside the forest, had just completed their blockade, preparing to trap the Yanwu Tribe members in the Black Mist Forest.

But suddenly, a member of the Fire Spirit Tribe noticed that the Black Mist Forest might have moved.

Just now, he had completed a blockade that was directly opposite an exit from the Black Mist Forest.

But in the blink of an eye, it inexplicably went astray and didn't match up.

Some who were still unconvinced checked again, and even the members of the Fire Spirit Tribe wondered if they had accidentally shifted the blockage.

But after checking, no problems were found. Upon closer inspection, the Black Mist Forest had deviated further away, making the situation even more absurd.

This made the Fire Spirit Tribe member restless, and he quickly went to find Huo Mingdao.

"Young clan leader, something terrible has happened."

"What's going on? The Yanwu tribe has shown up?"

Sitting upright in the newly erected tent, Huo Ming asked a question. However, the next second, the tribesman's answer made him shout angrily.

"No, it's the Black Mist Forest. The Black Mist Forest has moved."

"What moved?"

"The Black Mist Forest, the whole forest is moving, as if it has grown legs."

"Are you fucking drunk? How could the forest be moving? Get back there and guard it properly. If you let the Yanwu tribe escape, I'll take your head."

"No, young clan leader, I didn't drink alcohol. I really did touch it, I swear."

Seeing that Huo Ming didn't believe him, the member of the Fire Spirit Tribe quickly assured him that he wouldn't dare joke about such a thing.

The black mist forest did indeed move, and he was dumbfounded, which is why he came to report to the young clan leader immediately.

Seeing the Fire Spirit tribesman repeatedly assure him, Huo Ming finally stood up, grumbling.

"Nonsense, how could the forest move?"

As he spoke, Huo Ming walked out of the tent, but as soon as he stepped out, he froze, his eyes wide open, looking as if he had seen a ghost.

It wasn't that he had actually seen a ghost; rather, it was because there was nothing there that Huo Ming was completely stunned.

The black mist forest that should have been right in front of them was gone.

"What about the Black Mist Forest?"

Looking at the empty space in front of him, with only the faintly undulating Black Mang Mountains in the distance, Huo Ming was completely dumbfounded.

Where did his huge black fog forest go?

He had only been sitting in the tent for less than fifteen minutes. How could such a large forest just disappear like that?

Huo Ming stood there stunned, while the Fire Spirit Tribe member beside him muttered something under his breath.

"I knew the Black Mist Forest had moved on its own; it's already far away."

"Where have you gone?"

Huo Ming roared angrily, then turned his head to look. He saw a huge expanse of black mist forest. In less than a quarter of an hour, he had already walked almost a mile.

To be honest, that's not fast at all, much slower than a snail, but it's a whole forest!

How could this forest be moving? You're talking nonsense.

Huo Mingren was dumbfounded. But the most crucial question was, now that the Black Mist Forest had moved like this, what would happen to all the barriers they had just set up? Wouldn't they all be rendered useless?

These barriers were designed to block all exits from the Black Mist Forest, preventing the Yanwu tribe from escaping.

Now that the Black Mist Forest has simply run away, haven't they just been blocking it for nothing?

This is fucking bizarre.

In Huo Ming's memory, he had never imagined that this thing could actually move, since he was born in the Black Mist Forest. It was truly outrageous.

If you're going to move, you should have done it earlier! Why are you moving around now? You're just being nosy and having nothing better to do.

"Damn it, what's going on?"

He cursed under his breath, while the other tribesmen beside him, watching the Black Mist Forest recede into the distance, also spoke with strange expressions.

"Young clan leader, they've gone too far. What do we do now?"

As they walked further and further into the Black Mist Forest, the Fire Spirit Tribe members were filled with complex emotions. Huo Ming gritted his teeth and said fiercely.

"What should we do? Chase after it! Are we just going to watch it get away? I don't believe it can just walk into the Yanwu tribe from such a big forest."