Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity
Chapter 1266 - Chapter 1266 Chapter 797 Dare I ask Fellow Daoist how do you

Chapter 1266: Chapter 797: Dare I ask, Fellow Daoist, how do you usually refer to this avatar of mine? Chapter 1266: Chapter 797: Dare I ask, Fellow Daoist, how do you usually refer to this avatar of mine? The Lord of the Forbidden Area, however, was not on good terms with Ao Sheng, yet now he queued up to enter the city.

Even if the Art of Destiny could not perceive any information related to Ao Sheng, witnessing this scene led the Willow God to some speculations in an instant.

She was the world’s first Divine Willow to achieve Tao, naturally intelligent.

In conjunction with the Guiding Stone,

it was very likely not Ao Sheng who had captured Liu Village but that the royal city had been overpowered by Liu Village.

Based on her understanding of The Master of Liu Village, this possibility was quite significant.

The other party appeared to be uncompetitive and carefree, like a cloud or a wild crane, but from the time they had spent together previously, she could sense that The Master of Liu Village’s character was actually extremely domineering, with no room for negotiation.

From the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths to the Immortal Domain, as a force that had never before been renowned, the quickest and most direct way to claim a piece of land was to make an example by punishing someone publicly.

And the usual “chickens” would not suffice; it had to be someone symbolic.

Could it be… Ao Sheng was that chicken?

It seemed that only this could explain why her Art of Destiny could not detect any news related to Ao Sheng.

Because the other party had already perished.

And had died at the hands of a Quasi-Immortal Emperor.

Just like the inability to perceive the fates of Emperor Cang and Emperor Hong, anything tied to the Emperor would render destiny blurry and indiscernible.

For the Emperor is the only existence under The Boundary Sea who can grasp destiny in his own hands.

The Willow God had her suspicions and felt they were very likely to be close to the truth; otherwise, her old friend would have already charged in by now to settle their grudges. How could he possibly be queuing with a contented face?

However, although she had her guesses, she did not firmly conclude.

What exactly happened, she could later ask her old friend face to face and clarify everything.

With these thoughts in mind, the Willow God slowly approached the back of the line, focusing on entering the city first.

…

At the city gate,

The queue was like a long dragon, divided into several rows, shoulder to shoulder, with no end in sight.

Fortunately, a Formation was set up around that isolated the burning heat from the ten great suns.

Even those of meager strength could withstand it, and to one’s surprise, there were even peddlers carrying their goods on shoulder poles, offering all kinds of wares at fair prices.

To those who knew this place as the Immortal Domain, those unaware might think it was just the Mortal World.

Such a sight, she had only seen amidst the bustling Mortal World, the so-called “Red Dust has Sentiments”.

Her gaze slowly swept over the crowd queuing at the scene, and the Willow God felt somewhat astonished.

Looking around, almost all the creatures had an indescribable expression on their faces.

How to describe it?

It was like a mix of anticipation and awe.

As if what they were about to step into was not just a city, but a whole new world.

“So… is it a Holy Land?”

“This senior, is it your first time coming to the Holy Land?”

A seemingly newly enlightened young boy beside her asked softly, with a glint of curiosity in his eyes.

The Willow God smiled gently, her voice as soft as a spring breeze brushing across one’s face, “Yes, I’ve lived abroad for a long time and only today I’ve returned, only to find that this place has changed beyond recognition from the old days.”

The youth, upon hearing this, flashed a look of realization in his eyes and then said excitedly, “Elder, you may not be aware that, ever since that mysterious powerful being arrived, not only did he eradicate the likes of Ao Sheng, the bully, but he also transformed this place into a Holy Land. He opened the doors of convenience for all, regardless of their Cultivation level–as long as one harbors good intentions, anyone can come here to seek opportunities and learn the supreme Daoist Magic.”

“A mysterious powerful being? Could it be The Master of Liu Village?” The Willow God asked tentatively, a thought stirring in her heart.

The youth nodded, his eyes full of reverence, “Exactly! That elder is not only unfathomably strong but also has a heart compassionate towards the world. He abolished the old injustices, causing this land to regain its vitality. Now, within the Holy Land, although many powerful beings are gathered, they also coexist in harmony, truly achieving the blending of immortals and mortals.”

Upon hearing these words, The Willow God felt a surge of complex emotions. She felt pride for The Master of Liu Village’s power and wisdom, and yet there was a tinge of regret that she had not personally witnessed these events. At the same time, she realized that her journey might reveal even more secrets unknown to the world.

As the group moved slowly forward, The Willow God finally arrived at the city gates. Above the gates, more intricate patterns were carved, no longer just the charge of myriad beasts, but now including the unending grandeur of all things under heaven, exuding an ineffable sense of harmony and solemnity.

The city gates opened slowly, and a fresh and unsullied aroma rushed toward her, as if it had the power to cleanse the dust from one’s soul. The Willow God stepped inside and saw broad streets and towering pavilions, each spot revealing an ingenuity in its own right, with an elegance characteristic of the Immortal Family, yet not lacking the lively atmosphere of the Mortal World.

“Welcome to the Holy Land, elder.”

As the Guiding Stone suddenly broke free from The Willow God’s palm and hovered in the air.

In an instant,

In front of them, the space, which had been like a calm mirror, abruptly rippled in a way visible to the naked eye.

The next moment,

A mist rose up.

When they looked, the scene before their eyes had already drastically changed.

Upon entering the village, everything seemed as it was before, yet it felt slightly different.

The villagers were as busy as ever in the fields, and the children frolicked and played in the streets–laughter and merriment never ceased. But what had changed was the air, faintly imbued with the essence of the Tao, which now was even denser, mingling with the Spiritual Energy, imbuing life into the beings here as silently nourishing as the spring rain, cleansing their marrow night and day.

Thus, over time, even the offspring of ordinary creatures might be born with considerable talents.

Looking at the figure in front of her that was carved from the same mold as her own, The Willow God’s eyes twinkled, and she quickly stepped forward, but she suddenly stopped about a hundred meters away from that figure.

She sighed and then looked back at Jiang Hui with a glimmer of unusual light in her star-like eyes, “My original self has a question that she is very curious to know–how does The Master of Liu Village usually address this doppelganger of mine?”

Upon this question being raised,

The woman beside them also turned her gaze toward Jiang Hui.

It wasn’t that she expected any particular answer from Jiang Hui, but more because she felt that this was a somewhat difficult question to respond to.

She had already regained her freedom, but in the end, she was merely a doppelganger of the woman in front of her.

As a doppelganger, she represented the original’s past thoughts.

She was acutely aware that in dealing with her master, the latter’s heart was far from calm.

Indeed, it was a tricky question to answer.

Originally, it was simply because he felt that he and the former were not of the same world.

The former took resolving the darkness and chaos as her duty, braving dangers without hesitation–a veritable career-driven woman, the resolute and decisive type, in her previous life.

But Jiang Hui did not fancy women with such personalities.

Perhaps it was a bit of chauvinism–he preferred women with more demure characters.

Yet to say he was unmoved would be nonsense.

After all, his own woman was but a doppelganger of the other,

And not even a doppelganger in the true sense–just an Imprint left by the other in ancient relics.

The true form of The Willow God was a Willow Tree, his true form too was the Divine Willow–just this point alone…

Before Jiang Hui had thought of an answer, The Willow God spoken again: