Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity
Chapter 1671 - 1010: Willow God’s Disappointment, Ancestor’s Scheme_2

Chapter 1671: Chapter 1010: Willow God’s Disappointment, Ancestor’s Scheme_2

He groped for a moment in the void, and then took out a bead that looked like amber.

As soon as the bead appeared, the entire vast bedchamber was enveloped in an indescribable vitality.

The bead was about the size of a pigeon egg, translucent and crystalline, like a pool of solidified azure water, with threads of bluish light flowing and intertwining inside, like living things.

Upon closer inspection, those lights resembled countless agile little fish swimming freely in the amber-like world, with each movement creating faint halos, within which ancient and mysterious runes flickered.

"Take this with you tomorrow and deliver it to the Willow God," Jiang Hui pointed to the bead in his hand and said to Liu RuYan.

"This item is called the Azure Spring Pearl. Although it won’t immediately heal the Willow God’s core wounds, it can slow down the progression of the injuries. Moreover, the bead has a wondrous property: if kept in one’s Sea of Consciousness for a period of time, it can resonate with it and aid in restoring the core. However, this nurturing process is rather lengthy and requires an extremely peaceful mindset. If the Willow God can nurture it with a calm heart, it will certainly benefit her injuries greatly."

Liu RuYan carefully received the Azure Spring Pearl, her eyes filled with delight and gratitude. "Sir, you are truly amazing! With this Azure Spring Pearl, Sister Liu will surely recover."

Jiang Hui gently touched Liu RuYan’s cheek and said, "The Willow God, after all, shares the same lineage with you, so I must do my utmost to help. However, the injuries are indeed too severe. Even with this bead, the Willow God needs to pay more attention to recuperation in her daily life. When you go tomorrow, remember to tell her to keep a light heart."

"Yes, I’ve remembered it." Liu RuYan nodded vigorously.

The two talked for a long time until late at night, after which Liu RuYan fell asleep in Jiang Hui’s arms.

The next morning, sunlight filtered through the carved lattice window, spilling into the bedchamber.

Liu RuYan got up early, first carefully placing the Azure Spring Pearl into an exquisite brocade box and checking it again before leaving the bedchamber reassured, heading towards the Willow God’s residence.

When Liu RuYan arrived at the Willow God’s residence, she found the Willow God sitting on a stone bench in the courtyard, quietly watching the distant mountains.

Her complexion was still as pale as paper, and her figure seemed somewhat haggard, a stark contrast to her usual appearance.

"Sister Liu," Liu RuYan gently called, her eyes full of concern.

The Willow God turned her head and, upon seeing Liu RuYan, a faint smile appeared on her face. "RuYan, you’ve come."

Liu RuYan hurried to the Willow God’s side, and without bothering with formalities, immediately handed over the brocade box. "Sister Liu, this is something the gentleman asked me to bring to you."

The Willow God was slightly taken aback, instinctively taking the brocade box with a mix of wonder and surprise. Upon opening it and seeing the Azure Spring Pearl inside, a hint of astonishment flashed in her eyes. "This... what is this?"

Liu RuYan replied, "This is called the Azure Spring Pearl. The gentleman said that although this bead can’t immediately heal your wounds, it can slow the progression of the injuries, and by nurturing it in your Sea of Consciousness for a while, it can restore your core—a great help for your wounds."

The Willow God gently stroked the Azure Spring Pearl, her expression complex. "Did Brother Jiang of the Dao offer this willingly?"

"Not exactly, but almost. I mentioned it to the gentleman a few times, and he took out this item, claiming it had miraculous effects," Liu RuYan spoke impulsively, without much thought.

"I see, my sister is indeed thoughtful. I will remember this kindness." A barely perceptible trace of disappointment flickered in the Willow God’s eyes, though she hid it well.

Looking at the Willow God, Liu RuYan recalled something and seriously added, "Sister Liu, the gentleman also asked me to tell you to keep a light heart and take good care of your health. Your injuries will definitely heal."

The Willow God smiled slightly, indicating that she would certainly do so.

The two talked for a long time, until the sun gradually climbed higher, and Liu RuYan got up to take her leave. As she left, she looked back at the Willow God, silently praying that the Azure Spring Pearl would be effective, allowing the Willow God to recover soon.

Meanwhile, the Willow God sat in the courtyard, holding the Azure Spring Pearl tightly, feeling the steady flow of vitality accompanied by a cool sensation emanating from the bead, appearing as a fairy in a painting, silent and gazing into the distance.

Ominous Plateau.

Transcending common rationale.

It is the true forbidden land.

Existing independently of all heavens and myriads of worlds.

There is no sun, moon, or stars here, no mountains or rivers, not even the passage of time seems clear and twisted. The atmosphere exudes a suffocating oppression, making even breathing seem luxurious.

The wilderness holds no vegetation, only countless shattered bones and broken weapons scattered on the ground, as if a cataclysmic battle once took place here.

These are not ordinary remains, but exude a mysterious aura, with some bones even sprouting black tendrils, as if still struggling to resurrect.

The air is permeated with a scent of decay, as if time itself has halted here, leaving only eternal death and silence.

At the end of the wilderness stands a towering black palace.

Atop the palace floats a massive black heart.

With each heartbeat, a deep rumbling resounds, as if the entire ancestral land trembles with it, resembling an eye constantly surveilling the myriad worlds.

Within the palace.

Lies a self-contained dark and ominous great world.

Ten ancient sarcophagi stand quietly.

Their surfaces are mottled, engraved with the marks of ages, appearing unremarkable but faintly exuding an oppressive aura that makes one’s heart tremble.

Every sarcophagus seems to contain a buried horrifying history, emitting endless mysterious energy.

At this moment, a rumbling sound echoed.

The phantom primordial ancestor, who manifested above heaven, stepped into the ancestral land.

A deep chant resonated in the void, and the other nine sarcophagi began to tremble slowly.

"Bang!"

A tremor rocked the heart of the plateau.

The coffin lids swung open.

Nine figures emerged from the sarcophagi, each shrouded in a mist, their forms indistinct.

"Above heaven, there has appeared a new existence in the Sacrificial Path State," the phantom ancestor’s voice was deep and hoarse, echoing throughout the palace.

"The entity is very mysterious, rescuing a group of beings at the road’s end level right before me, the two may have a close connection.

Yet all my efforts fail to deduce the location of the other party."

"Another in the Sacrificial Path State..." one ancestor murmured, a rare seriousness in his tone.

"Let’s work together to deduce his whereabouts!" another ancestor spoke coolly.

Ten phantom Immortal Emperors raised their hands simultaneously, the vast mysterious power weaving in the void, forming pitch-black runes.

The runes writhed, directly manifesting the sea of karma here.

But moments later, all the ancestors’ expressions changed dramatically.

"It cannot be deduced!" one ancestor howled, a hint of fear in his voice.

"Everything is hidden," another ancestor murmured, apprehension in his eyes.

At that moment, the ten sarcophagi suddenly emitted a faint glow, and fogs of various colors started to flow from the sarcophagi, like trickling streams, enveloping the ten ancestors.

The black fog was icy cold, the red fog reeked of blood, the grey fog was deathly silent...

Each fog seemed to hold an extreme power, perfectly merging with the ancestors’ aura, allowing them to reach the ultimate sublimation.

The aura of the ten ancestors suddenly surged, the previously unfathomable pressure now more suffocating than an abyss.

The forms of the ten great mysterious ancestors flickered in the mist, as if merged with the sarcophagi, completely stepping into the Sacrificial Path State.

Even so, they still could not trace Jiang Hui’s whereabouts, still arriving empty-handed.

"Is it truly undiscoverable even at full resurrection?!"

"No matter; as long as he remains above heaven, we have a chance," another ancestor said with a cold voice, a stern glint in his eyes.

The ten ancestors remained silent for a moment, then slowly retreated back into the sarcophagi, the mist dissipating accordingly.

The ancestral land returned to its deathly silence, with only the ten sarcophagi standing quietly, waiting for the next awakening.

"No matter; as long as he remains above heaven, we have a chance," another ancestor said with a cold voice, a stern glint in his eyes.

The ten ancestors remained silent for a moment, then slowly retreated back into the sarcophagi, the mist dissipating accordingly.