Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity
Chapter 936 - Chapter 936 Chapter 596 My Lord arent you too wasteful_2

Chapter 936: Chapter 596: My Lord, aren’t you too wasteful?_2 Chapter 936: Chapter 596: My Lord, aren’t you too wasteful?_2 But to be honest, even now, Jiang Hui doesn’t know why the other party chose him. It’s simply inexplicable; with that being’s strength, there was no need for such actions. There were plenty of other choices available, and whatever they wanted, they could have.

After all, the mere fact that the ashes soaked by the highland rainwater could create the terrifying and powerful undead Bizarre Clan provides a hint to that being’s staggering power.

Such an overwhelming strength should, in theory, be unconstrained by anything, truly free and unfettered.

But things have come to this point, and the wood has already turned the ship, so it’s pointless to keep pondering without a conclusion in sight.

Because the information is too unequal, the useful messages he received are scarce, almost nonexistent. Just relying on his own speculation is like a wild guess, even worse than not thinking about it and wasting his brain cells.

As the saying goes, “meet the soldiers with strategy and the flood with earthwork.” The best strategy is to be prepared for oneself.

As for the second point, it is because his current realm has reached a certain height.

Indeed, if there are no surprises, the next level would be the Sacrificial Path Realm.

That realm exceeds the Great Taoist itself, enigmatic and mysterious, exceedingly special. It burns rules and orders, sacrificing one’s own Great Taoist, a single thought could bring eternal silence to beings at the Immortal Emperor Level, devoid of the concept of time and space. One look back could evolve countless causes and effects, space, and time.

No matter how anxious he was, it was futile, as an immediate breakthrough was simply impossible. It would be better to relax; who knows, such a state of mind could perhaps bring him several moments of sudden enlightenment.

At this moment.

Amidst his deep contemplation.

Below the winding and steep stone stairs.

Noisy sounds of climbing could be heard.

Shortly after.

The figures of Gu Chen, Tu Wa Zi, Lin Hai, and others appeared.

“Lord Willow God, we have successfully fulfilled our mission and brought back the Spirit Plant. However, we encountered some unexpected events on the way. A man suddenly emerged, blocking our path time and again. We also brought him back in passing. Right, this man claims he himself is that Spirit Plant!”

Tu Wa Zi stepped forward, took off the Beast Skin Bag tied around his waist, opened it, and dumped out the First Spiritual Root of the Lower World and the man.

“Clang…” with a sound.

The man landed face-first on the ground, and by the sound of it, it seemed he had taken a nasty fall.

Perhaps because Gu Chen’s hammer hit was too severe, the man hadn’t come to yet, still lying unconscious.

In the man’s hand, he still clutched the First Spiritual Root of the Lower World.

“Everyone did a great job, there’s a reward for each of you!!”

Jiang Hui’s figure emerged from the void.

Wearing a smile, he nodded in appreciation, then his gaze slowly swept over Tu Wa Zi, Gu Chen, and the others, eventually settling on the unconscious man on the ground.

At this moment.

The man was splayed out in the shape of a “big” character, lying on the ground like a dead dog, motionless.

“Thank you, Lord Willow God!”

Upon hearing this, Tu Wa Zi, Gu Chen, and the others were thrilled, each one incredibly excited.

“Ten droplets of Weak Water for each,” Jiang Hui declared with a wave of his hand, a string of Weak Water droplets dancing out from his sleeve, landing before the assembled Heavenly Pride of Liu Village.

Ten droplets each, although it’s 20 less than initially promised, everyone got their share.

“Weak Water is the ultimate yin of water, extremely cold. You must be prudent after receiving it,” Jiang Hui said leisurely.

Tu Wa Zi, Lin Hai, and the others naturally nodded repeatedly.

“Now that you’re awake, Fellow Daoist, why continue to feign sleep?”

Jiang Hui suddenly turned to the man lying in a “big” character on the stone, and spoke out of the blue.

“Awake?” Tu Wa Zi and the others looked surprised, glancing at the man, somewhat taken aback.

“Lord Willow God, should I give him another whack with the hammer?” Gu Chen stepped forward, holding the Crystal Hammer, and circled around the man, looking eager to try.

Jiang Hui couldn’t help but laugh to himself. This guy was becoming addicted to hammering.

“You, a junior, dare to strike at this lord!” As soon as Gu Chen’s words fell, the man who was still “unconscious” on the paving stones suddenly leaped to his feet, eyes wide with fury, staring at Gu Chen. His demeanor was as if he had a grudge as deep as one who had his wife stolen or his father killed, eyes bloodshot, the originally beautiful and enchanting face even becoming somewhat fierce.

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Were it not for this shameless runt, how would he have ended up in such a sorry state, enduring a humiliation so profound that it was unparalleled in his entire life, a disgrace all the way to his grandmother’s house.

If he could start over, he would undoubtedly suppress this man first, along with that person who called him a maggot–they would all turn into maggots together.

“You’re still glaring at me? Try glaring one more time, see if I don’t hammer you right now?”

Gu Chen was not to be outdone; his eyes struck back fiercely.

He had nothing to fear with so many brothers by his side, and with Lord Willow God present. Even if Heaven King Laozi himself showed up, he would dare to make a move, and even Heaven King Laozi would have to lie prostrate upon entering the village.

“You!”

The man glared furiously before suddenly turning to look at Jiang Hui.

“May I inquire which esteemed figure is present here?!”

The man spoke in a deep voice, his gaze profound as he intensely scrutinized Jiang Hui.

He had awakened a bit and heard the conversation of this group; he knew that this man before him was the prime culprit behind everything.

“Hasn’t fellow Daoist already heard? Why bother asking again? Could it be that you’re hoping for a different answer from me?!”

Jiang Hui stood with his hands behind his back, a perpetual faint smile on his lips, and spoke calmly.

Behind him were the unsullied beauties of Green Mountain, the endlessly rolling extraordinary peaks, and the majestic towering trees that seemed to prop up the sky, exuding profound depth and vastness.

The man remained unusually silent for a long while.

That smile was all too familiar to him–it was the kind that suggested one felt in control of everything.

Before that shameless scoundrel had knocked him unconscious with a crystal hammer, he, too, wore such a smile…

After some deep contemplation, it took quite some time before the man resumed speaking. “Is Your Excellency the Lord Willow God mentioned by them?!”

“Indeed!” Jiang Hui nodded readily.

“If my memory serves me right, I do not believe I have made Your Excellency’s acquaintance, have I?!”

“Of course we have not met before!”

“Since we are strangers, then why did Your Excellency send this group of people to attack me?!”

The man’s eyes remained firmly fixed on Jiang Hui.

However, he wasn’t sure if it was his imagination, but the more he looked at him, the more the ethereal and independent demanor of the other party seemed to blur, to the point where, even when he tried to recollect in his mind, he couldn’t remember any details at all.

The man was clearly standing right in front of him, yet no matter what, he couldn’t remember his facial features, his characteristics.

This was too outrageous.

For a moment, the man was overwhelmed with shock, his entire being quaking.

He knew in his heart that this wasn’t a Divine Skill, nor was it a vision caused by some blood lineage; it was power, sheer power that created this effect.

In other words.

The other party’s power must have reached some unimaginably high level, far surpassing his, to be so unknowable, invisible, and unforgettable, otherwise, it would be impossible to make him feel this sense of vagueness.

It was then that the man suddenly came to a realization.

The descendants, who even during the Emperor Fallen era would have been considered outstanding talents, seemed to all have been taught personally by this person known as Lord Willow God.

This man was utterly terrifying, extremely frightening!

“No particular reason. If my eyes do not deceive me, your original form should be the very first Elixir of Immortality to appear between heaven and earth, and all of the Elixirs of Immortality in the world are descendants of yours. As the founding teacher of the Elixir of Immortality lineage, the medicinal properties within fellow Daoist’s body must be beyond imagination. As it happens, I have been looking to create some Elixirs that can prolong life recently,” said Jiang Hui, speaking neither hurriedly nor slowly.

“Shouldn’t Your Excellency, who has already transcended life and death, becoming immortal and indestructible, have no need for such an Elixir of Immortality?” the man asked, his face darkening.

Such a reason was too far-fetched.

“I don’t need it, however, some of my followers are not yet part of the Immortal Path Field. The Longevity Elixirs created would be just right for them!”

“Isn’t Your Excellency’s action tantamount to a wasteful destruction of what’s heavenly?” the man shouted angrily. If the situation hadn’t been against him, he would have slapped the man himself.

His original form was the first Elixir of Immortality that had achieved consciousness between heaven and earth. Even though now he was but a fragment, he was by no means an ordinary being to be compared with; yet, this man wanted to refine him into Elixirs to be consumed by a bunch of beings who hadn’t even stepped into the Immortal Path Field. If that wasn’t a waste of heavenly treasures, what was?

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