The Demon Cherry Blossom did not launch an attack.
The cherry blossom tree still stood quietly beneath the night sky.
However, it might indeed not have consciousness yet, and has not condensed a real "spirit" to be born into this world, but it already possesses basic instincts. Next, Gu Mo and Yakumo Zi tried to handle this troubleso cherry tree, only to find that there seed to be no good thod.
Conventional thods were useless; the accumulation of overly powerful Demonic Power allowed the cherry blossom tree to easily dissolve these insufficiently strong attempts.
Simply put, the Anti-Magic Power reached a high degree, rendering many techniques ineffective and unable to harm it in the slightest. On the contrary, due to its plant-type demon characteristics, it could absorb more Special Energy, thereby accumulating more Demonic Power.
If they used so radical thods...
No one could guarantee to what extent the cherry blossom tree’s self retaliation would be ferocious. The long-accumulated Demonic Power and that weighty Power of Death would explode, surely sweeping away everything. It’s a scenario no one wants to witness... even Yakumo Zi found it too risky.
The more important reason was that she currently did not have the intention of taking things to an extre.
No one knows what path this Demon Cherry Blossom will take in the future, and she didn’t want to choose to prematurely strangle it due to her own apprehensions... Once this kind of thing starts, there could be a second ti, and the Monster Maiden did not want to beco soone who only knew to be envious, suppressing the unripe younger generation.
Moreover, there’s nothing much wrong with this Demon Cherry Blossom now, as extracted from the Tengu’s intelligence, the Tengu who discovered its existence rely felt its Power was strong and gave off a dangerous vibe, but it hadn’t actively committed any wrongdoing.
— This land is also primitive and wild, rarely inhabited.
— Not to ntion humans, even signs of demon activity are uncommon.
The three connected two spaces directly through a gap and imdiately returned to the foot of the Demon Mountain, in the canyon. The double-masted magic ship still lay quietly on the wide river surface in the deep gorge under the night, listening only to the babbling river flowing quietly in the dark night.
Seemingly, nothing had happened, and temporarily, no one was rushing to ask to chop off their hands, which made Gu Mo slightly disappointed. He had hoped to see countless people swarming forward, waving their money, asking him to chop off their hands when he returned...
Presumably, the Effects of Miss Aya Shaimaru’s bragging and promoting still need so ti to fernt after she goes back.
He reassured himself, telling himself not to rush.
The night was deep, the Monster Maiden said nothing more, simply bidding farewell and returning to her mansion on the boundary line through the gap. Just as her previous behavior, there was seemingly no difference... should be no difference, just seed sowhat absent-minded.
Also, Miss Shinki, after saying sothing in a sullen voice, directly returned to the Demon Realm. After all, although the basic blueprint of the creation project had just been completed, there were still many details requiring attention; she couldn’t pull herself away for long during this period, always feeling uneasy and going back after a while to check.
Obviously, she could directly perceive the condition of the Demon Realm she created and could directly know if there were any problems, yet she felt she had to go back and have a look to feel assured.
Gu Mo had joked, saying she was like a fool of a novice mother...
However, having such a Creator God is ultimately a good thing for the inhabitants of the Demon Realm.
He himself was also preparing to continue researching the previous super maid puppet project, just that after staying in the Puppet Workshop for a while, he found himself seed sowhat restless. So he returned to the deck, took down the sunshade, and quietly admired the moonlight.
The bright moonlight fell.
As the night deepened, the environnt in the great canyon completely quieted down, with a sense of utter stillness prevailing.
The sumr insect chirps were quite cheerful, but this instead further accentuated the quiet of the environnt, instilling an air of "the cicadas cry makes the woods seem more silent, and bird songs make the mountains seem more secluded."
Upon extending the Perception, it was noticed that there seed to be a distant clamor from the Demon Mountain, unclear if it was ghosts drunkenly causing uproars or Tengus sharing various rumors... If it was the latter, that Miss Shaimaru would surely be stealing the spotlight right now.
After all, she had dragged an entire container back...
Gu Mo thought of this and couldn’t help but chuckle lightly.
Setting up a market and building a currency system might go more smoothly than he imagined. However, how to maintain it later is a more troubleso issue. The goods he prepared for so long could naturally support for a considerable period, but there’s always a need to replenish stock.
Unless he planned to do a one-off deal, otherwise, he’d have to establish a normal production supply chain, but he didn’t want to bind himself to this matter—
"The puppets can only temporarily ease the situation, but to truly solve the problem, cooperation is needed... The Tengus may not be the best choice, as they prefer the news industry to manufacturing. As for the Ghost Race, probably even less reliable than the Tengus."
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