Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity
Chapter 1675 - 1012: The Lament of the Willow God_2

Chapter 1675: Chapter 1012: The Lament of the Willow God_2

"What if they don’t show up? Those loose cultivators and the Ten Thousand Clans can’t compare to the peerless talents we, the chosen ones, have selected!"

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Jiang Hui’s actions weren’t primarily for harvesting experience points, though he did gather quite a few; that wasn’t his main goal.

Because, in a sense, every era witnesses the birth of someone meant to face tribulations, but it’s not a given that such a person will definitely appear.

Take the Golden Age as an example: if all the resources born in it are completely divided by the upper echelons, it can’t be called a Golden Age; at most, it’s an age of prosperity for the upper echelons.

In this way, the Dao fortune of the era will be changed invisibly, and the person born to face tribulations cannot appear.

Of course, not every person meant to face tribulations will be defiant like Emperor Huang Tian or Ye Emperor.

Those born in such an era can only claim invincibility within that era.

But epochs turn endlessly, like time without an end; stars become monuments, star seas turn to graves, burying countless talents. Ye Emperor and Emperor Huang Tian are the greatest of those meant to face tribulations, and others naturally can’t be compared to them.

However, that is already enough. To traverse through an era to reach the strongest, one must at least become a Supreme Giant level Immortal King, and possibly reach Quasi-Immortal Emperor, even Emperor Realm.

Don’t underestimate the Supreme Giant level Immortal King.

In terms of the Immortal Domain, from its ancient, boundless past to the vast Universe in the previous life, it was just a corner of it. Yet, even now, Immortal Kings at the Supreme Giant level do not exceed a handful.

Currently, the Immortal Domain is resplendent with countless emperors, unprecedentedly brilliant, and it has nothing to do with the epochs—it’s purely due to Jiang Hui himself.

Whether he’s traversing time or reversing it, such flourishings shouldn’t normally occur, but the current situation is special and no longer subject to changes in fortune.

As the Golden Age arrives, there are people from Liu Village stepping out into the bustling world, seeking opportunities for themselves.

Their strengths are mostly below True Immortal, with only a few reaching that level, and none above it.

Because once one’s strength reaches Immortal King or above, it no longer holds meaning.

Below the Immortal King, everyone has their own special opportunity to some degree, a chance of the era, the boon of a dynasty.

Standing at the turning point of the times, as long as one finds their path, even a pig can climb a tree, provided the chance is found.

The flourishing age excites the Ten Thousand Clans and inspires many disciples in the village, but Jiang Hui’s focus isn’t on this; it’s on the Heaven and the Bizarre Clan.

It’s good that believers encounter various opportunities, but if the Bizarre Clan isn’t suppressed, even in the most brilliant age, it will be short-lived like a flower blooming for one night.

The Golden Age is a particularly special epoch, destined not to last long. Once it concludes, the Immortal Domain might enter an unprecedentedly harsh period.

Right now, the only thing that can be done is to make the most of this precious time to enhance one’s strength.

After some time, the era’s transition completely concluded.

Not only in the Frontier Wilderness but even some once barren lands experienced unprecedented changes,

In the past, such regions were desolate and bleak, with sandstorms raging, cracks criss-crossing the parched ground, lifeless places suddenly showing anomalies.

In an instant, mountains rose, Spiritual Springs gushed forth, converging into rivers, nourishing the banks on either side.

In a blink, green grass broke through the ground, flowers bloomed, towering trees reached the sky, spiritual energy wafted, and vitality thrived, all transforming into rare Cave Heaven Places overnight.

Of course, these are just what can be seen on the surface.

As for what can’t be seen,

in truth, there are more inheritances buried in the sands of time.

Most importantly, the chance for kingship and becoming an emperor.

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Back mountain, private courtyard.

In the courtyard, a small bridge with flowing water.

There is a jade-green pond,

Willows sway by the pond, fallen flowers lie scattered, a scene of endless beauty.

In the center of the jade-green pond, rugged rocks rise.

There is a pavilion.

At this moment.

Willow God sits cross-legged inside the pavilion, with eyes slightly closed.

A pair of willow leaf eyebrows arch gracefully, skin fair as snow, smooth and delicate, with sunlight gently caressing, creating a lustrous glow like Spirit Jade, free of dust, no longer as pale as paper as not long ago.

Her jet-black hair flows like a waterfall, cascading smoothly to her waist. As the breeze stirs, some loose strands lightly brush. Her eyes, a deep green, resemble secluded pools, seemingly able to see through the universe’s phenomena.

Her figure is graceful, like a willow swaying in the wind; her slender waist could be encircled with one hand, exuding an ethereal, aloof aura.

Before the woman.

A bead that is entirely transparent, like amber, floats like a lone boat on the ocean, rising and sinking, brimming with life.

Threads of flawless radiance spill from the bead, flowing into the woman.

After an unknown duration, Willow God slowly opened her eyes, a glint of light flowing in her gaze. She raised her hand gently, fingertips brushing, and the amber-like bead fell into her hand.

Thanks to the treatment from the Azure Spring Pearl over this time, Willow God’s foundational injuries have healed significantly.

Although not fully healed, compared to the beginning, it’s much improved.

"It really is a good thing... It’s just a pity it wasn’t voluntarily given to me by Brother Jiang of the Dao. If it weren’t for Ru Yan mentioning it..."

Her gentle gaze slowly swept over the Azure Spring Pearl in her hand, and Willow God suddenly let out a long sigh, feeling complicated emotions in her heart.

She raised her gaze towards the horizon in the distance, as though her eyes pierced through layers of clouds, falling upon the Dharma Decree suspended high in the sky.

The decree’s golden radiance spread over the earth, resembling the awe-inspiring might of the heavens, leaving no room for disobedience.

Willow God’s feelings grew even more complex.

This creature known as a woman, regardless of strength, realm, or species, is truly strange.

Their thoughts are like deep, mysterious pools, unfathomable; on the surface, calm and tranquil, but within might lie thousands of thoughts.

They can transform in an instant, from gentle as water to resilient as steel;

They can also, while chatting and laughing, suddenly fall into contemplative silence.

Take Willow God, for instance.

Clearly, she emphasized to Liu RuYan before not to think about their matters until the source of disruption was truly resolved.

But in reality?

The means for her recovery after her injury still had to be requested by Liu RuYan, leaving Willow God feeling conflicted, somewhat resentful.

She just doesn’t know why this resentment appeared.

After all, strictly speaking, there’s not really any relationship between the two of them.

She further doesn’t understand why such emotions still appear within her after becoming an Immortal Emperor. Logically, it shouldn’t be the case.

Willow God shook her head, wanting to forcibly suppress such emotions, but the more she tried to avoid them, the more they lingered in her heart.

Originally other emotions were also consumed,

Eventually, this emotion akin to resentment took the main stage, becoming dominant.

Long sighs continued to sound.

Just then.

"Sister Liu, what are you thinking about? You keep daydreaming and sighing. Is it because the Azure Spring Pearl isn’t working?"

Just then, Liu RuYan’s voice came from behind.

She walked lightly into the yard, sat beside Willow God, observing her in a state never seen before and couldn’t help but express concern.

Thinking it was the Azure Spring Pearl from Jiang Hui that could repair her foundational injuries not working.

"No, the item works well. My foundational injuries have mostly recovered," Willow God smiled slightly, hiding the trace of melancholy in her heart well, unseen by Liu RuYan.

"Sister Liu, you must quickly get better." Liu RuYan held Willow God’s hand, eyes full of concern. "Sir mentioned that as long as you put your mind at ease and recover well, with the help of the Azure Spring Pearl, your injuries will surely recover slowly."

"Mm, that will definitely be the case." Willow God gently patted Liu RuYan’s hand, a warm current rising in her heart. "Ru Yan, thank you, and also thank Brother Jiang of the Dao for me."

"Sister Liu, why be polite with me." Liu RuYan said with a smile. "By the way, Sister Liu, I’ve been feeling like I’ve hit a bottleneck in my recent cultivation, no matter what I can’t break through. Can you give me some guidance?"

"I can, but why don’t you ask Brother Jiang of the Dao for guidance?"

Jiang Hui’s strength has already reached the Sacrificial Path State. In terms of strength or perspective, he far surpasses me.

Moreover, they say the closest water tower gets the first moonlight.

Liu RuYan shook her head: "Sir has recently gone into seclusion again, and things seem to be going well. He hasn’t come out yet."

"Sacrificial Path State allows for seclusion?" Willow God was somewhat astonished.