Rebirth before Apocalypse: My Whole Family are Bigshots!-Chapter 111: Choose Between Submission or Destruction

Chapter 111: Chapter 111: Choose Between Submission or Destruction

The flower was a bewitching purple, with a subtle mist lingering around it.

Bai Xiqin could sense a faint Wood Ability emanating from the Purple Mandala Flower, exuding a rich vitality.

This was a Mutated Plant, having mutated not long ago, and was not even at the First Rank.

Even so, its hallucinogenic ability was already astonishing.

No matter how powerful the Superpower User, if their will wasn’t strong, they would still immerse in the environment created by the Mutated Mandala.

Just one Mandala Flower standing there could make one feel a bizarre atmosphere.

Bai Xiqin looked at the Mutated Plant with sparkling eyes, thinking that if she planted it in her dimension, it would surely grow stronger.

By then, she wouldn’t even need to fight herself; the Mutated Mandala could strip the enemy of all defenses.

The Mandala, legend says, can induce hallucinations.

Purple symbolizes terror, a strange color.

In reality, the Mandala doesn’t have so many effects, and the purple flowers aren’t as eerie as the legends claim.

The apocalypse’s arrival made legends plausible.

Legends.

Peng Zu lived over eight hundred years.

In the era of the Emperors Yan and Huang, it seems everyone had a long-lived constitution.

After the apocalypse, as Superpower Users advanced, their physical condition improved a lot.

Highly skilled, high-rank elderly Superpower Users might even regrow black hair.

The Classic of Mountains and Seas recorded various strange flowers and Exotic Beasts.

After the apocalypse, those mutated plants and animals faintly resembled the oddities from thousands of years ago.

Gu Diao, Qi Que, Mandala...

People said it was because ancient people’s knowledge was too limited, leading them to call some individuals gods.

But was ancient wisdom really so shallow?

Then how did they build all sorts of incredible wonders?

Did the vanished civilization of Atlantis truly exist?

People were far from the truth.

Children mocked the ignorance and foolishness of the elderly.

The elderly just smiled at children’s naive words.

What, after all, causes the cycle of one civilization after another?

Is it a planetary collision with Earth, or energy tides?

No one can answer this question.

Everything gets drowned in the river of history.

People are left with only a cryptic and hard-to-understand Classic of Mountains and Seas.

Only a small number of people believe the book records things that truly existed.

Perhaps, in ancient civilizations, there were also glorious eras after glorious eras.

Bai Xiqin sighed lightly, thinking in her heart that when she had time, she definitely needed to read the Classic of Mountains and Seas again.

Maybe, every time an energy tide comes, it causes Earth’s creatures to repeat past mutations.

Bai Xiqin was now treating the Classic of Mountains and Seas as a history book.

The Divine Beasts, Fierce Beasts, and strange flowers and grasses in the Classic of Mountains and Seas must have truly existed, as evident from the three little beasts in her space.

Of course, there might also be fabricated parts.

For instance— the so-called Ancient Fierce Beast, Taowu.

Actually, it was just a very gentle (dumb) and strange-looking animal.

Bai Xiqin’s fingertips emitted a faint green Superpower, a strong vitality spilling from her fingertips onto the Purple Mandala Flower.

Specks of green light appeared even more gentle than fireflies.

A thick vitality scattered on the Mandala’s petals.

A few purple Mandala flowers moved, greedily absorbing the green vitality from Bai Xiqin’s fingertips.

After absorbing the vitality, the Purple Mandala remained still.

This was preparing for a free ride.

It wanted the rich vitality of Wood Ability but wouldn’t recognize a master.

Some plants had great spirituality and wouldn’t easily recognize a master.

They would have a vague consciousness, possessing the abstract concept of freedom.

Acquiring an appropriate Mutated Plant was difficult for a Wood Ability User.

Of course, Uncle Bai and Uncle Liu were exceptions; as elders, they were incomparable to ordinary people.

Bai Xiqin raised an eyebrow, undeterred.

If it was willing to accept her Superpower, it meant there was still hope.

Bai Xiqin’s fingertips continuously released green energy, pouring onto the Mandala plant like a small waterfall.

A minute passed, the Mandala joyfully shook its leaves and flowers, greedily absorbing the energy from Bai Xiqin’s fingertips.

Ten minutes passed, the purple flowers of the Mandala became more bewitching, its flowers trembling as it continued to absorb the energy from Bai Xiqin’s fingertips.

Half an hour passed, Bai Xiqin’s face remained stern, still pouring energy onto the Purple Mandala Flower, which continued to joyfully absorb it.

An hour passed...

Two hours passed...

Suddenly, the Mandala Flower shook its leaves, the green light on the purple flowers was not absorbed and fell directly to the ground.

The weeds on the ground instantly turned much greener, growing significantly taller.

Finally, fully fed!

Bai Xiqin exhaled, her face slightly pale.

The Purple Mandala remained upright, its roots tightly anchored in the soil, thriving and pretending not to see the human before it.

Great, it wasn’t planning to recognize a master.

Bai Xiqin took a deep breath, placing her hand above the Purple Mandala Flower, green vitality spilling from her fingertips, asking calmly, "Would you like to recognize me as your master?"

The Purple Mandala had no reaction.

Pretending not to understand, pretending not to see, pretending not to sense.

Anyway, it was already well-fed and watered.

Bai Xiqin’s lips curled dangerously.

Great, it dared exploit her energy.

Bai Xiqin and Leng Yebai exchanged a glance, and their aura immediately shifted.

The harmonious duo suddenly emitted a chilling, dangerous vibe.

The pressure from the two bent the purple flowers.

But the pressure alone wasn’t enough.

Their fingertips released a massive amount of energy.

White, green, and purple light intertwined at their fingertips.

A great energy surge created a small storm, tousling Bai Xiqin’s hair.

Her hair danced in the air, occasionally brushing over the purple flowers, as if it could sever the stems.

The Mandala cautiously curled up, clumsily protecting the purple flowers with its leaves, fearing these ruthless humans would destroy it!

Bai Xiqin raised an eyebrow, glancing at the curled up Purple Mandala.

Great, still unyielding.

"Recognition or destruction, your choice!" Bai Xiqin spoke with a gentle face, "I’m very wise, never forcing any plant to recognize a master."

Bai Xiqin’s tone was gentle.

However, the pressure emanating from her and Leng Yebai rose again and again.

Not only did light wrap around their fingertips, but it also encased their bodies.

The powerful energy formed a storm, almost uprooting the Purple Mandala.

Almost, the Purple Mandala would have been the first Mutated Plant perished under pressure.

The Purple Mandala pitifully shook its leaves, cautiously extending its leaves toward Bai Xiqin.

Recognition succeeded.

"Good, did you volunteer?" Bai Xiqin gently touched the purple flower, "I never force poor little plants."

The Purple Mandala’s leaves trembled, huddling pitifully.

It wasn’t fear; it just wanted to find an owner, it volunteered!

Truly volunteered, sob sob sob...