In Ling Han's eyes, the Treasure Forest Pavilion was simply occupying this place—they definitely weren't the owner of this place. For example, they would have to avoid the puppets if they wanted to harvest any of the medicinal plants. However, if they were the true owner of this place, would they need to go through so much trouble?
"Moreover, to me, any puppet is a gift," Ling Han said with a chuckle as he gazed at the humanoid puppet below the Divine Tree. "I wonder how powerful this puppet is."
This was practically a gift for him!
Puppets didn't possess a conscious mind, so they could be easily absorbed into the Black Tower. They wouldn't be able able to resist even if they possessed power at the Genesis Tier—unless they had developed intelligence.
Ling Han flew down and arrived before the tree.
The puppet that was caring for the Divine Tree was immediately alarmed, and it instantly charged toward Ling Han at an astonishing speed.