Muscular Rabbits Legion: “No one can escape from the novice village!”
Chapter 652 - 622: Chop Wood to Start a Fire!

Chapter 652: Chapter 622: Chop Wood to Start a Fire!

This was the earliest Primordial Period when three thousand Demon Gods governed three thousand Dao. But three thousand Dao were not enough to support the structure of a world, so, they cultivated the Acquired Demon Gods.

These Acquired Demon Gods, by comprehending the Innate Dao, by induction and deduction, figured out various branches and minor paths, also known as the endless minor paths, to supplement the inadequacies of the world’s framework.

At that time, it entered the heyday of the Primordial Period.

What happened afterward, Chang’e wasn’t sure, only that among the Innate Demon Gods, the Golden Crow Clan established the Heavenly Court, unifying the myriad realms in name. Many Demon Gods withdrew from the management of Dao; it was at that time that beings like the Marquis of Wind and Master of Rain vanished from everyone’s sight.

Then a great war ensued, the Heavenly Court collapsed, and the near ancient era began.

And the Deity of the Moon was one of those who fell in that war.

Yi Zheng sighed, "No matter how strong you are, it’s useless; when it’s time to die, you still have to die."

Chang’e, stroking Yi Zheng’s small head, said, "Yes, isn’t it better to live a peaceful life? What’s the point of all this fighting? Alright, we’re home!"

As they spoke, a man and a rabbit arrived in front of the Moon Palace, both startled.

A large sign hung on the gate, with three big characters written on it — Guanghan Palace!

Pushing open the gate, Yi Zheng felt a chill hit him, several times colder than that of the Taiyin Star, as if he had fallen into an icy cave.

Yi Zheng’s ears were already flapping.

Even though Chang’e tried hard to hold him tightly in her arms, Yi Zheng immediately found that Chang’e’s body was also quite cold!

This couldn’t continue.

Yi Zheng jumped directly out of Chang’e’s arms and, in an instant, split into four. With a wave of two’s hands, the Body Character Technique activated, transforming them into two chainsaws going straight for the nearby Osmanthus Trees. The next moment, the roaring sound of chainsaws filled the air, but to Yi Zheng’s shock, the Osmanthus Trees turned out to be incredibly hard, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t even saw through one layer of bark!

"Damn, is this some kind of iron tree?" Yi Zheng couldn’t help but curse.

Chang’e said, "Rabbit... well, I’ll just call you Little Zheng. You’re not sawing an ordinary Osmanthus Tree; this is the Osmanthus Tree King, which has been cultivating for countless ages.

Not just you, even Immortals would find it hard to harm it in the slightest, and its Self-Healing ability is extremely strong."

"Hei, I don’t believe it!" Yi Zheng raised his hand and summoned the Dark Moon Demon Giant, activated all sorts of Enhancement skills and Bloodline Awakening, and the Dark Moon Demon Giant threw a punch at the big tree in front of it!

Boom!

The ground shook and the mountains tremored, but the Osmanthus Tree only swayed a little, without any sign of breaking, not even a piece of bark fell off!

Yi Zheng grimaced and said, "Isn’t this too hard? I don’t believe I can’t get the better of you, old tree!"

Yi Zheng pulled out Mo Lihai’s Pipa and gently plucked the strings!

Hum!

The sound of the Pipa, like a sharp blade, blasted towards the Osmanthus Tree. There was a loud boom, the Osmanthus Tree shook violently, yet it still had no reaction.

What was more outrageous was that the falling flowers and leaves from the Osmanthus Tree ingeniously formed a line on the ground: "Trash!"

Upon seeing this, Yi Zheng felt a surge of anger rush to his head, "Hey, you old tree demon, you dare mock me?"

Yi Zheng put down the Pipa and directly pulled out the Kunlun Mirror, yelling, "On behalf of the great Queen Mother of the West, fuck your mother!"

Immediately, a blue light emitted from the Kunlun Mirror, and with a loud bang, the once indestructible Osmanthus Tree exploded into pieces!

Yi Zheng hummed, "Damn it, be arrogant now! On behalf of the great Queen Mother of the West, fuck your mother!"

With a flick of his hand, a sweep of blue light ensued, and the sound of ’plop plop plop’ was endless as a sector of the meticulously laid-out grove was cut down in the middle.

Just as Yi Zheng was about to go on a rampage, the nearby osmanthus trees collectively bowed, and a line of words appeared on the ground: "I surrender, my lord, I surrender! I was wrong."

Yi Zheng snorted: "Now you know you’re wrong? Too late!"

As Yi Zheng was about to pursue his victory and enjoy the thrill of combat, Fairy Chang’e spoke up: "Little Zheng, stop fighting. The Moon Palace is cold and quiet, and the Osmanthus Tree King is a good neighbor. There are only a few of us, let’s be accommodating to each other."

Yi Zheng thought about it and figured that wiping out the Osmanthus Tree King wouldn’t bring any real benefits aside from venting his anger.

On the contrary, the future days would be even more desolate and boring.

With this in mind, Yi Zheng put away the Kunlun Mirror and then hopped over to the Osmanthus Tree and said, "Old tree, I won’t bully you, but you can’t make things difficult for me either. It’s too cold here, loan me some branches to make a fire, that’s not too much to ask, right?"

The Osmanthus Tree King didn’t make a sound; all of its branches looked at the large number of severed limbs on the ground, clearly conveying that those were enough for you to burn for a year! And besides, would my objections make any difference?

"If you don’t speak up, that means you agree to support me. When I’m done burning these, I’ll come back for you," Yi Zheng said, and began dragging a large tree stump towards Guanghan Palace.

Chang’e didn’t stop him, but just slightly bowed to the osmanthus trees and said, "Sorry for the disturbance."

Sorry for the disturbance...

The Osmanthus Tree King fell into deep thought, wondering if this counted as an apology.

...

Back in the Guanghan Palace, Yi Zheng couldn’t wait to start making a fire.

Then he discovered that the osmanthus trees were highly fire-resistant. After blowing fire at them for a while, not even the bark had been singed...

Chang’e sighed and said, "If they could be lit, I would’ve cooked food long ago."

Yi Zheng’s ears perked up, and he took a closer look at the slender Chang’e, realizing for the first time that her paleness was not a healthy shade but rather one of malnutrition.

Normally, once you become a deity, you can live off the offerings of incense from the Lower Realm, or absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. If you’re a bit better off, you eat spirit fruits, precious spirit grass, or the flesh and blood of various rare mutant beasts. Eating food is the last resort.

However, on the Moon, there is no spirit grass or spirit beasts to eat, and even the spiritual energy is nearly depleted, barely stronger than that of Earth.

Survival by absorbing spiritual energy is nearly impossible.

Therefore, to maintain bodily functions, the only option left is to eat.

But looking around this desolate and forsaken place, there seems to be little else edible, no wonder Chang’e looked like she hadn’t eaten properly for days.

Remembering the gentleness of Chang’e, Yi Zheng couldn’t help but feel indignant on her behalf: "Fairy Chang’e, you have nothing to eat here, don’t you go to the Heavenly Court or the Underground Immortal Realm to get some food? If you buy a Sumeru Mustard Seed, you should be fine eating it for ten or eight years, right? Why do I feel like you haven’t eaten for days?"

Upon hearing this, Chang’e gave a bitter smile: "This is the Taiyin Star, the Yin Prison of the Heavenly Court. I’m a prisoner, how could I possibly go out at will?"

With those words, Chang’e revealed a shocking secret!

Yi Zheng also quickly remembered the story of Chang’e stealing the spiritual medicine, and how the Queen Mother angrily banished her to the Moon.

But looking at the present Chang’e, with her desireless and refined demeanor, Yi Zheng somewhat doubted the truth of that story.

Seeing Yi Zheng’s reaction, Chang’e said with a light laugh: "Do you want to ask me why I stole the spiritual medicine back then?"

Yi Zheng awkwardly rubbed his nose and said: "No, I don’t think you would steal the spiritual medicine. You don’t seem like that kind of person."

But Chang’e shook her head and said: "Indeed, I stole the spiritual medicine!"

Yi Zheng was stunned; the girl had actually stolen it!