Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity
Chapter 899 - Chapter 899 Chapter 578 The Overexcited Brats

Chapter 899: Chapter 578: The Overexcited Brats Chapter 899: Chapter 578: The Overexcited Brats However, Shi Hao did not ascend the mountain but instead went to look for Tu Wa Zi, Gu Chen, and others.

The prodigies of Liu Village lived on the same mountaintop, known as Big Luo Mountain, which was only second to the village’s rear mountain in terms of majesty.

The mountain peaks soared high, grand and vast, with mist swirling around the middle, supporting the sun and the moon at its top–extremely magnificent. It stretched on for countless miles, dotted with various Jade Towers and palaces, dance pavilions, and Spirit Plant and Precious Medicine.

At this moment, in the middle of the mountain, there was an open square paved with green bricks.

A group of people gathered together, chattering away, and the topic of their discussion was very clear-cut and also very direct–

How to ascend to the Position of Fairy King more quickly and safely.

Speed aside, the most important was safety!

With Shi Hao as a lesson learned from the past, everyone was undoubtedly much more cautious.

At the very least, without being fully prepared, they would definitely not rashly undergo tribulation, to be roasted to a crisp blackness–pain aside, just the sight of it was too tragic to witness. All present were renowned geniuses from near and far, and they could not afford to tarnish their reputations before their twilight years.

However, aside from Shi Hao, who had attempted it once, the rest were novices who had never tried it even once. Even with their high spirits and fervent excitement, it was doubtful they could come up with any viable solution.

After all, the Immortal King Tribulation was not just any minor hurdle, but a watershed more insurmountable than the leap from Supreme to True Immortal.

Through the ages, countless extraordinary prodigies have been hindered from crossing it, wasting their lives; hence the difficulty is unimaginable. If the solution could be reached just by discussion, that would be too much of a defiance of natural order–simply impossible, no different from armchair strategizing.

In the midst of the gathering, the one who felt the least pressure was Lin Hai.

The system he followed was unique, continuously comprehending the power of his Witch Ancestor’s bloodline.

Forget about the Immortal King Tribulation, he was not even considered a cultivator of Immortality, so there was no need to worry about tribulation.

For him, everything was a matter of course–when the time came, his accumulations sufficed, and his bloodline was refined to a certain extent, his strength would naturally achieve a remarkable enhancement.

Of course, even though there was no talk of becoming an Immortal, Lin Hai need not worry about his lifespan. From the day the Blood of the Witch Ancestor flowed in his veins, his lifespan has been no weaker than any Immortal Beings.

“Hai Wa Zi, what path exactly are you on? Logically, with your talent, you should have become an Immortal by now. How is it that you don’t even possess the aura of the Supreme Realm?”

During the discussion, Shi Hao’s gaze turned to Lin Hai, and he could not help but speak up.

He was older than Lin Hai and regarded him as a younger brother, so calling him Hai Wa Zi was not inappropriate.

As he finished speaking, Shi Hao curiously watched Lin Hai. To tell the truth, this question had been bothering him for a long time.

At the beginning, it was not evident, but as time passed, he found the “younger generation,” who was even younger than him, increasingly inscrutable.

If you were to ask who among his peers in Liu Village intrigued him the most, Lin Hai would definitely be at the top of the list.

To say Supreme Realm was already speaking highly of him. Without exaggeration, it was worth considering whether he had Ignited The Divine Fire at all, as Shi Hao couldn’t sense any of the powerful surging one would expect from the burning of a Divine Fire.

But if he hadn’t Ignited The Divine Fire, he should have returned to dust long ago. It’s simply impossible to have survived until now. Even if one focused on preserving health, by now, he should at least appear aged and world-weary. Unless one became an Immortal, even a Supreme would show signs of the passage of time on their body and face–it’s inevitable.

After so many tens of thousands of years, the signs of time should have been amply clear.

Yet at present, Lin Hai still looked as young and untouched as when he first started, without even the slightest change in appearance, still in the state of a youthful man. Time seemed to have left no trace on him, as if he was completely isolated from it.

Such a condition, he had only seen on Immortal Beings, such as the True Dragon’s Son or Phoenix’s Son. Others, unless they were the very core descendants of an Immortal King, could not possibly be like this.

However, Shi Hao was naturally very clear about Lin Hai’s identity; he was a descendant of Uncle Lin Chen, a person of real power in Liu Village.

He could see that his strength was such that one foot had already stepped into the Supreme Realm, definitely a strong figure, but still several lifetimes away from an Immortal King.

“Lord Willow God said that my body carries a type of ancestral bloodline, the Blood of the Witch Ancestor. Even without cultivating, it grants eternal youth. Additionally, the path I follow is different from any known path at present, so my realm division is also unique to me,” Lin Hai explained openly, without any intention to conceal. At the same time, he reached out to touch the totem pattern on his forehead, as small as a peanut yet resembling a blooming flame.

As he did so, the extraordinarily bizarre totem pattern suddenly shone brightly, as if it were fiercely burning. The surrounding air transformed, bringing a scorching sensation akin to being baked by fire,

“Could there really be such a miraculous bloodline in this world? Unbelievable!” Shi Hao’s eyes sparkled as he stared at the peculiar pattern on Lin Hai’s forehead, his face filled with amazement.

The interconnected pattern, like a blazing fire or an inverted vertical eye, evoked in him a sense of indescribable vastness and age.