The branch from the Snake Willow, transformed into a slender snake, dangled beside Yu Ziqing, slightly raising its head, watching Yu Ziqing's actions.
"It's dying, and I want to try to save it.
I may not be able to save it, but staying here will surely lead to death.
Even if it dies, I think it would certainly prefer to quietly pass away in a normal world, under the gentle wind and warm sun."
After Yu Ziqing finished speaking, the Snake Willow and the other magic plants still hadn't responded.
Yu Ziqing's face darkened, these guys didn't understand a damn thing.
"You want to stop me? Let it die here in this dark place with not a shred of hope?
Or let me take it away, leaving a glimmer of hope."
One by one, the snake heads receded, and the Venus flytrap closed its mouth.
Clearly, these simple choices were something these guys could understand.
Yu Ziqing took a look at these magic plants, and new ideas formed in his mind.
