“After surviving a calamity, there will definitely be a great fortune. Hehe, I’m definitely rich now!”

Long Chen cackled maniacally in his private room. He seemed almost insane.

This was a hotel of the cultivation world, and its rooms were made for cultivators. They all possessed private seclusion rooms and spirit stone formations. These rooms could simply be lived in, or they could be used for cultivating.

“How regretful. For some reason, those tree demons refuse to grow in here.” This was the only thing Long Chen felt some regret about.

When he had tossed the remnants of the tree demons into the primal chaos space, they hadn’t come back to life. Instead, the primal chaos space had absorbed them and turned them into life energy to nourish itself.

It was just like the black soil had devoured them. Long Chen couldn’t explain it.

Then he supposed that those tree demons were not ordinary trees. They were capable of cultivating. Perhaps the primal chaos...