Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity - Chapter 397

Chapter 397: Chapter 304: Liu Village Development Guide (Revised) (Part 3) (2nd Update)_1

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As they continued their journey, the enormous shadow of a massive plant suddenly obstructed their path.

It was a Devil’s Blood God Tree.

This belonged to a very ancient race that is now hard to come by. Its ancestors once reigned supreme over all beings in the ancient era, suppressing countless creatures. It had a subtle connection with the Puma Tree, and both of them were powerful enough to be ranked among the Ten Evils.

Looking from a distance, its sprawling branches seemed to form a titanic prehistoric giant stretching across heaven and earth, hibernating yet still releasing a terrorizing and exaggerated breath…

“Old Divine Tree, do you need anything?” Little Dot was the first to speak up.

He recognized this Devil’s Blood God Tree immediately.

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The tree came from the Supreme Secret Realm of Yuan Heavenly, brought back by the Yuan Heavenly Venerable from the Thunder Emperor’s Armor in his early years. It had been planted in the Secret Realm and had now grown to be as powerful as a tree in a Divine Territorial Boundary—a formidable force to reckon with, virtually unbeaten within its realm.

This level of power, enough to make one a feudal lord, could even warrant the title of Sect Hierarch in certain lesser scale forces.

He had some prior dealings with this Old Divine Tree. The tree had once sought a Thunder Technique from the Thunder Emperor. As compensation, it had guided them along a small path to leave the Yuan Heavenly Supreme Secret Realm, saving them from a sudden disaster.

At that time, everyone from the Tu Wa family was present.

As soon as Little Dot reminded them, everyone quickly remembered, a vague impression forming in their minds.

They were astonished at the sight of the Devil’s Blood God Tree now, compared to their first meeting.

The tree’s initially withered branches had been replaced by vibrant, vigorous buds, and the trunk stood straighter. Its blood-red leaves rustled, and passing glimmers of thunder could still be seen. Evidently, it had benefitted unimaginably from the Thunder Technique passed down by Little Dot and was reborn.

“The Old One has come especially to express our gratitude. If not for the Thunder Technique taught by you all, the Old One might not have been able to survive to this day!”

The Devil’s Blood God tree spoke in a tone resembling the echo from within a jar. While speaking, it morphed into a human shape—an old man of short stature and sunken features. His eyes, however, were bright and filled with wisdom.

Any being that could reach the Pure Blood level or ignite the Divine Flame in their realm could transform into human form at will.

“There’s no need for thanks, Old Divine Tree. We each took what we needed. If not for your assistance, we might not even dare to step out of this forbidden area!” Little Dot said with a laugh.

“No, it’s not the same. The Old One only contributed a meager effort. Even without the Old One’s help, I’m sure you all could have found that small path. But the assistance you’ve offered the Old One is significant, enough to affect the Old One’s life!”

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The old man shook his head, his facial expression filled with seriousness.

“You all seem rushed delivering us. Are you going somewhere?”

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the Devil’s Blood God Tree uttered, changing the subject.

“We don’t have any particular destination in mind; we’re just wandering around!” This time, it was Gu Chen who spoke.

“I see. Many thanks to you all. Should you need the Old One’s help in the future, feel free to contact me. The Old One will be at your service without any questions!” The old man slowly spoke, his lips puckering.

While he spoke, the old man extended his withered hand into the empty air, presenting a few leaves as red as an agate. Under the flickering light, they exuded a dash of flamboyant beauty.

“These are the Devil Blood Leaves from the Old One’s body. You can use these to contact the Old One, or visit the Old One directly. The Old One maintains a close relationship with the Yuan Heavenly Venerable and will not easily leave this place!”

The old man leisurely explained, handing a leaf each to Shi Hao and the others. As the only one unrestricted by the rules within the Secret Realm, it had presented this opportunity to the rest of the group.

After some time, the scene before the eyes of Tu Wa and Shi Hao changed abruptly.

A vast expanse of volcanoes filled their field of vision. Red-hot lava flowed towards them from a distance, the heat threatening to melt everything in its path.

The biting heat of the air assaulted them continuously.

“This is the Demon Continent, an utterly desolate place. Even grander in age and infrequently inhibited. It might contain some inheritances, which are some gifts from the Old One to all of you!!!” The Devil’s Blood God tree explained.

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He didn’t linger in this place; as a tree, this environment made it uncomfortable.

“Thank you, predecessor!” Shi Hao, Tu Wa, and the others quickly thanked him.

No matter what, the Devil’s Blood God tree had helped them a great deal and even provided them with an opportunity. It rightly deserved their respect and the title of a predecessor.

At the same time, they also became fond of this ancient tree, born eons ago.

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Liu Village.

Before they knew it, half a month passed since Tu Wa and the others had left for their trial of survival.

During this period, Jiang Hui wasn’t idle.

Its power lied in the number of its followers, their quality and strength, and opportunities they had.

So, in essence, everything had to be brought back to expanding the power territory.

However, this place is different from the Lower Realm; if Jiang Hui took Liu Village directly, it might attract the attention of the immortal Taoist orthodoxies.

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Since the ancient war, the Supreme Realm had become a legend. Almost no deity could cultivate to that realm anymore. The only Supreme Realm beings that exist today are survivors of that war.

Nonetheless, every immortal Taoist Orthodoxy contains one or more Supreme beings.

Consider the Immortal Palace. Despite its most powerful being just a crippled fairy who couldn’t move lightly, outside of that, there were more than three or four embodiments of the Supreme Realm.

Therefore, to ensure absolute safety, Jiang Hui could only resort to this method.

Initially, Jiang Hui dreamed of turning the surroundings of Liu Village into a phenomenal sign of existence, just like a Secret Realm. This wouldn’t attract the attention of others yet would continue to bring in fresh talent—a win-win situation.

He had long put this plan into action and had been working on the final refurbishment and modification.

Luckily, after a few months of nurturing, the results were significant.

On this day, just as the sky was beginning to lighten, where the dawn’s light tore through the night’s veil and ushered in a brilliant morning, there was a hint of pale sky on the horizon. Clouds gathered at the heavens like a flock, resembling soaked blood, exhibiting a faint red hue.

In Jiang Hui’s senses, several troops of cavalry were rushing towards Liu Village from a few hundred miles away.

The west wind was blowing fiercely, and the clatter of horse hooves echoed…

These cavalries had distinctive uniforms and were evidently not from the same force. The strongest was a group on the left, led by an elderly woman with a hunchback who had ignited the Divine Flame. She had one foot in the True God Realm and emitted a terrifying aura.

However, her complete entry wouldn’t capture Jiang Hui’s attention. What truly grabbed his attention were the twins trailing behind the old woman.

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The girl was bright-eyed, sparkling like stars, and had a certain heroic demeanor about her. The boy, on the other hand, was thin with a common air about him, easy to miss at first glance…