The valley quieted for a moment before erupting with excitement. The white apes patted their chests and howled with strange laughter.

The old ape approached, plucked the divine wood from the flesh mushroom, tugged at my clothes, and entered the cave we had just left.

Inside the cave were precious jewels and rare treasures, with spiritual flowers, fairy grass, and extraordinary rocks and trees.

It turns out that the white apes had been trying to escape their fate as slaves for quite some time, and this cave was their base. It must have taken them countless generations to gather all these things.

The old ape tugged at my clothes, indicating that I could take whatever I wanted to thank me for killing the Tigeonwood.

I noticed several black wooden sticks scattered on the ground in the cave. When the Tigeonwood called out "Divine Wood" earlier, it must have been referring to these things. I picked up two sticks that were the length of my palm and put them in my pocket.

The old ape saw that I wasn't interested in anything else and pulled my wrist. She picked up a stone knife and made a cut, which startled me. Just as I was about to shout, she pulled out strands of silver wire from the wound on my wrist, more and more, like saliva dripping, and in no time, a pile of silver wire accumulated on the ground. These must be the mycelium that had been implanted in my body since childhood.

The old ape gestured and mimicked to me. These mycelium were all obtained from the white meat Taisui. With Taisui dead, the fungus would be extinct.

No wonder Third Master let Tigeonwood manage the medicinal field. He only needed to transform into a form and pass through the underground once a day to know the status of all the herbs. It turns out he was the mother plant.

The old ape finished extracting the mycelium from my body and picked a few black berries, stuffing them into my mouth. The berries were sweet with a hint of spiciness. My body, which had been sour and heavy, suddenly felt refreshed and light.

I thanked Old Yuan and moved the medicinal materials to the Immortal Palace with the other white apes.

As expected, Third Master did not give me a hard time, although his expression was unchanged. He only ordered me to manage the medicinal field on the mountain.

But as I walked out of the Immortal Palace, I still felt a gaze on my back accompanied by a strong killing intent.

I killed Tigeonwood, not because it didn't matter, but because it was a death sentence, only it wasn't time for me to die yet.