Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity - Chapter 169

Chapter 169: Chapter 149: The Legendary Dragon Egg opens, rewarding many – 3

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Despite his successful cultivation of the Divine Ability of Creation, he had only succeeded on a knowledge-based level. To truly wield such an extravagant Power of Creation, substantial energy was needed; even if all his energy was depleted, at most, only one star could be created.

After several light-hearted experiments, Jiang Hui summoned old man Lin.

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“Willow God, you summoned me!”

Very quickly, Old man Lin hurried over.

“I have certain things I want to entrust to you. Remember to take care of them!”

Jiang Hui’s voice echoed distantly, reverberating in Old man Lin’s mind.

“The Old One will certainly not fail to meet the expectations of Willow God!”

Old man Lin hastily responded.

Jiang Hui gently answered, lifting out the items obtained from the Legendary Dragon Egg, although not all were taken out.

Items like beast meat, which easily weighed tens of thousands or even millions of jin, were so numerous, he sent them directly to the vast cave used for meat storage.

Besides that, Jiang Hui also informed old man Lin of the locations of the Three Reincarnation Grass as well as the Ginseng Fruit Tree, instructing him to assign some people to take careful care of them.

“Did Lord Willow God really put the blood and meat of pure-blood creatures into the cave?”

Old Man Lin swallowed hard, still stuck in the past.

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It was too shocking.

That was the flesh and blood of pure-blood creatures, which were normally impossible to obtain. Each one was a shocking existence. And they were just thrown in mixed with other common beast meat?!

But Old Man Lin didn’t speak.

If Willow God said it was, then it must be so.

“This is the ‘Divine Ability of Creation’ technique, the requirement for a cultivator’s talent is extremely high, consider it carefully. There’s no need for every villager to cultivate it. I will give you a list, just follow it!!”

As Jiang Hui’s voice rang out, there was a booming sound in Willow’s branches.

As his words faded,

Several thin blue booklets slowly appeared in mid-air, perfectly falling into Old man Lin’s hands.

The blue booklet wasn’t big, covered in rich, colorful glows, emanating a sense of antiquity,

There was originally only one, but Jiang Hui used the Divine Ability of Creation to create three more.

“The Old One will surely remember!” Old man Lin pursed his lips, a hint of surprise flashing across his face.

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Even the respected Willow God said it was precious, so this blue booklet must be extraordinarily valuable.

He suddenly felt his palms become heavy.

After listening to everything, Old man Lin didn’t stay long and went down the mountain.

There were too many things, he needed to carefully consider how to distribute them when he returned.

Furthermore, he needed to think about which people to dispatch and how many, for those areas that required special care.

Time passed quickly, and five or six days sped by. It was already August.

In the vast Wilderness, a sudden heatwave arrived.

Unconsciously, it was already the hottest time of the year. In just a few days, the temperature had drastically changed.

Under such hot weather, the Spirit Wheat that had been sown early in the southeast corner of Liu Village was now mature and ready for harvest.

The day had just dawned and the sun had not risen yet, it was the coolest time of the day.

The Lin brothers led a team of robust men and hurried towards the Spirit Wheat Field.

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Unlike ordinary wild wheat,

This spiritual wheat appears much sturdier, like young tree saplings. Each grain was plump, so large that an adult’s hand could not grasp it entirely.

At a glance, the mature wheat stood upright, rubbing against each other, making rustling noises. The sight was filled with golden color. When the wind blew, waves of heat brought waves of wheat, creating a magnificently spectacular scene..