He's a minor cannon fodder character who transmigrates into a novel and cultivates immortality,

Chapter 294 Planting the Divine Tree

Lang Yingxing carefully changed the subject, "Marshal, has His Majesty Rhys Landor offended you?"

Colin smiled, lazily reclined on the soft chair, and said casually, "This handsome man is bored."

Lang Yingxing: "?!"

Colin's bored voice rang out: "In this entire Zhou Tian star system, only General Holland of the Crimson Flame Empire can rival me. He put someone in a nutrient tank and they can't get up. Shouldn't he compensate me for some mental distress?"

Lang Yingxing: "..."

"What's with that expression? What, do you have a problem with my decision?"

"Or is it that your Golden Lion King wants to spar with my Ao Ba?"

After saying that, he released his black dragon soul beast.

Its enormous size and cold, stern gaze nearly made Lang Yingxing lose his footing.

"Marshal, I have other important matters to attend to, so I will not disturb your rest any longer."

"Subordinates resign!"

After saying that, he left as if fleeing.

Colin: "Ao Ba, come here."

The black dragon swam its enormous body, its eyes gleaming as it surveyed its territory. Finding no worthy opponent, its claws left several deep scratches on the floor.

He turned his head away, snorted coldly, and completely ignored Colin's call.

Seeing this, Colin curled his lips indifferently, his expression of disinterest mirroring that of Ao Ba, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.

He tapped the light computer screen on his wrist a few times, sending a message:

"Lang Yingxing, I've just thought about it and it seems the funding we've asked for is a bit too little. You should ask His Majesty Rhys Landor for more support."

Lang Yingxing replied instantly: "Yes, Marshal."

The Marshal's request must be responded to swiftly.

As for whether or not to follow his requirements, that depends on the situation.

For example, right now, the Marshal is just venting his anger, and he's simply looking for trouble with His Majesty Rhys Landor.

As for how Marshal Colin gleefully helped the wicked when he received His Majesty Rhys Landor's request, his master has selectively forgotten about it.

Thinking of this, Lang Yingxing silently lit two candles in his heart for His Majesty Rhys Landor.

If their Marshal doesn't find anything else of interest, His Majesty Rhys Landor can forget about having a peaceful day.

Just thinking about it sends chills down their spines. Of all people to mess with, they had to provoke their incredibly powerful and unpredictable Marshal.

Virtual Immortal Realm World

Entrance to the Cloud Heaven Immortal Palace

When Xiao Xuan opened his eyes again, three years had passed for him.

However, the creatures of the Immortal Realm did not perceive the passage of time.

The divine tree seed in the palm of his hand had already sprouted and grown to a height of over ten meters.

The branches and leaves are crystal clear and sway in the wind.

With a thought, Xiao Xuan appeared in the Five-Colored Spirit Lake of Shenji Valley along with the Divine Tree.

Perhaps because it sensed the aura of its homeland, the little immortal grass figure emerged from Xiao Xuan's soul chamber, blinked its big, round eyes, and leaned over to the trunk of the divine tree, smacking its lips and leaving a large puddle of saliva on it.

Xiao Xuan, who turned his head and saw this scene, was speechless.

Xiao Xuan: "Little Six, the Three Lights Divine Water."

System 006: "Ding, the Three Lights Divine Water has been prepared."

Xiao Xuan gently pushed forward with his right hand, sending the divine tree that was floating above his palm into the Five-Colored Immortal Lake.

At the same time, he took out the jade bottle containing the Three Lights Divine Water and poured half of it into the Five-Colored Immortal Lake.

The little immortal grass figure couldn't resist the temptation and jumped down with a plop.

They swam to the side of the sacred tree, waving their little arms and legs.