Chapter 550
The crisp, childlike voice was especially clear in the quiet of the night.
Madison shook her head. "No."
The child lowered his head in disappointment. "I was hoping Mr. Draven could help me teach those bad people a lesson."
He sat on the tree trunk, looking sad and dejected with his chubby face cradled in his hands. "You don't even know how awful they were. I'm clearly a spiritual tree, but they kept treating me like some sort of demonic relic to be worshipped.
"I'm not one of those malevolent ghosts that require human sacrifices. It's all Walter's fault."
As he spoke, tears began streaming down his face. "Boo-hoo, I killed someone. No, two people, actually. One of them was a cultivator, and the other was just a regular person. If a spiritual tree like me kills a cultivator, I end up entangled in karmic consequences. I'll never achieve true enlightenment again.
"I won't be able to cultivate alongside Mr. Draven and reach enlightenment together. Boo-hoo! Mr. Draven is definitely g

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