Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 737

Chapter 737: Chapter 737

Yang Fan suddenly realized that his knowledge was still too shallow.

That ghostly thing just flipped its upper and lower lips, and he actually believed it.

"You long-mouthed, butt-less old rascal, how dare you call me shameless and ignorant? Where’s your face? Don’t you have three Lifebound locust leaves? Come on, take them out and let me have a look!" Yang Fan leaped to the cave entrance, pointing at the myriad abstract human faces on the Old locust tree, fully unleashing his firepower.

"Laughable human, your deliciousness makes my mouth water, wait a moment, and I’ll let you see clearly." The Old locust tree laughed sinisterly, and countless mouths began to bite more frantically.

In fact, this scene looked quite comical.

Because, in Yang Fan’s eyes, there was nothing in front of the Old locust tree at all; he was biting at the air.

But he was biting so earnestly.

Yang Fan didn’t taunt the Old locust tree any further but turned to Mr. Fan and asked, "Sir, does this ghostly thing’s Lifebound locust leaves truly have the effect of being immune to all evils?"

"On this point, he didn’t lie to you, and the true effect is actually more than just that." Mr. Fan said.

Yang Fan asked in confusion, "But he himself is an evil thing, how can his Lifebound locust leaves have an effect of being immune to all evils? Isn’t that a bit contradictory?"

"It does seem a bit contradictory, but many poisons in this world are also good medicines." Mr. Fan said, "Not only his Lifebound locust leaves but even his branches are excellent materials for crafting Magic Artifacts. The artifacts made from such a millennium-old tree have an effect hundreds times better than Thunderstruck Wood, almost equivalent to that piece of wood you previously gave me."

"I purposely cut a piece of his branch on that day, not only to explore his true nature, but also to keep it for making a few other things. Although he’s an evil monster, his essence is not like that."

"You can think of this as the difference between matter and consciousness."

Yang Fan looked at Mr. Fan in great surprise, "So, you mean the matter is good, no, matter logically shouldn’t have good or bad, it’s the monster nurtured by it that’s evil?"

"This time you’ve finally grasped the core." Mr. Fan said happily, "Exactly, you can treat his evil spirit and his essence differently."

This saying was quite tricky, but fortunately, Yang Fan had understood.

A flash of Spiritual Light suddenly crossed his mind, "Sir, if that’s the case, is the tree next to my family’s ancestral site also not normal?"

"You still think it’s normal?" Mr. Fan looked at Yang Fan strangely.

"It should be completely different from this Old locust tree, it doesn’t seem to have any evil aura at all."

Yang Fan furrowed his eyebrows, "Master, isn’t this understanding incorrect? A tree that gets struck by lightning every now and then shouldn’t be anything good, should it? Which good monster gets struck by lightning every day?"

"Is it possible that the lightning is invited by itself?" Mr. Fan asked, looking at Yang Fan with a faint smile.

"If that tree is full of evil, do you think it would easily let you take away such a thick branch? Even if it needed to disguise itself a little superficially, it certainly wouldn’t let you off behind the scenes."

"A tree, inviting lightning to strike itself?" Yang Fan was stunned, "Does this tree have a screw loose? Is it cultivating Thunder Technique?"

"Maybe, or perhaps, it’s just using the power of thunder to temper its own strength." Mr. Fan said nonchalantly.

Yang Fan opened his mouth, a tree cultivating Thunder Technique, or rather using Thunder Technique to hone itself?

The world is vast, indeed full of wonders.

He had seen that tree countless times, and indeed it looked pitiful.

If that tree chose the latter path, using Thunder Technique to strengthen its own power, then its determination would be excessively strong.

This is absolutely not something an average person, no, an average tree could accomplish.

Just like this one outside.

It lives sneakily in the dark crevices, only choosing the easier path of bullying and devouring the weak to achieve growth in power.

Such trash!

"If I get a chance, I must consult that tree, maybe it can give me some guidance on cultivating determination." Yang Fan chuckled and said.

And he really planned to do just that.

A tree growing next to his family’s ancestral site, with incredibly strong determination.

No matter the reason, it was worth his serious exploration.

"Consultation is fine, but don’t act recklessly." Mr. Fan reminded, "Although it grows under the sun and willingly accepts the test of the extremely strong and pure power of thunder, it certainly isn’t an evil thing. But the nature of monsters is hard to grasp; perhaps it might suddenly kill you."

"Don’t worry, Sir, I will be careful." Yang Fan said.

Mr. Fan waved his hand, "Time for cultivation."

"...Alright."

The two of them returned to meditation, each practicing their own techniques.

At the cave entrance, the countless mouths of the Old locust tree were still earnestly biting.

This guy was ruthless, and his face was full of terrifying murderous intent.

Yang Fan had only completed two small cycles of circulation when a sudden, violent tremor was felt from outside.

The entire mountain seemed about to collapse at any moment.

The Old locust tree’s attack suddenly stopped, and the dense leaves briskly retracted.

Threads of sunlight filtered in from outside.

Yang Fan was jolted awake by the massive sound, and he abruptly opened his eyes, seeing Mr. Fan already at the cave entrance.

"Sir, have reinforcements arrived?" Yang Fan asked.

Mr. Fan stared outside, his lips twitching uncontrollably, muttering curses, "They’re really something!"

"What’s wrong?" Yang Fan got up and walked over, standing alongside Mr. Fan.

Then, he saw the sky full of erupting flames and the splatter of trees and broken stones.

"Damn! An artillery barrage!"

Yang Fan was also stunned, "Is this the reinforcements?"

"They should...well, count as such." Mr. Fan mumbled speechlessly, suddenly raising a hand to place an inkstone on the ground, biting his finger to draw in mid-air. Moments later, golden runes shone on the inkstone.

The trembling inside the stone cave instantly quieted down, as if someone had pressed a button to reduce it.

"If the adjacent stone cave collapses, causing the Spiritual Energy to escape, I won’t let them off!" Mr. Fan growled through gritted teeth, "For something this important, they actually used artillery to open the mountain, they’re becoming increasingly inelegant."

"This move, it’s definitely strong..." Yang Fan murmured.

Previously, he was wondering what method the reinforcements would use to deal with the Old locust tree.

But he truly did not expect it to be that simple and direct.

So brutal!

If mystical means aren’t enough, just use artillery.

The locust branches and leaves atop Siwa Cave retreated crazily like a tidal wave.

In the fiery explosions of the artillery, countless branches flew up and then extinguished in the flames.

"This locust tree has witnessed millennia of changes, but it has definitely never seen such a way of being razed." Yang Fan said.