Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity
Chapter 954 - Chapter 954 Chapter 605 Do you think the White Turtle cant

Chapter 954: Chapter 605: Do you think the White Turtle can’t carry two kinds of medicine?_2 Chapter 954: Chapter 605: Do you think the White Turtle can’t carry two kinds of medicine?_2 Spirit Grass alone was not enough.

It wasn’t that the pasture in the mountains wasn’t plentiful, but rather because the Spiritual Energy contained within it was too dense.

It wasn’t just the pasture that contained Spiritual Energy; in addition, there was the energy from the heavens that gathered here.

The chickens, ducks, and geese were merely ordinary beings of flesh and blood who, despite their eagerness to eat, could often only take a few bites before their stomachs swelled and they became so bloated that they struggled to walk. Thus, separate grain fodder had to be prepared for them.

As for those precious birds, there was no need for him to prepare food.

They could fly farther, wander the cosmos, run faster, and sprint through rivers and seas. Naturally, their feeding grounds were far more extensive.

Furthermore,

they wouldn’t even touch the ordinary fodder; their food came from all corners of the earth, but it most certainly did not include this common feed for poultry.

“Gaa gaa gaa…”

“Ji ji ji…”

No sooner had the God Flame Man tidied up the feed one by one than they were already fluttering their wings, shaking their claws, and scurrying over, dense and dark as a cloud.

After busying himself with everything, the God Flame Man finally had time to stop and sought shelter in a windless corner to quietly ponder the words Jiang Hui had said to him, and to think about what he truly wanted.

There was actually a lot of consideration to be had.

He couldn’t just ask for some grand but empty demands like “I wish for world peace,” which was too fake and unrealistic.

For one, it had nothing to do with what he genuinely wanted.

For another, such words sounded insincere at first listen.

Lord Willow God, so high above, even granted him three days to consider his request. If he didn’t take it seriously, it would be disrespectful to Lord Willow God.

Suddenly,

he thought of the King of Reincarnation.

If in the past he held such existences in the highest reverence,

now, having entered Liu Village and benefited from the protection of Lord Willow God, those figures no longer seemed so unattainably high above him.

Apart from Lord Willow God, he even felt an illusion that an Immortal King was nothing special and that he could sit on an equal footing with one.

If the King of Reincarnation could control the path of Reincarnation, why couldn’t he?

Moreover, having once received the King’s recognition suggested that he had a connection with Reincarnation.

Meanwhile, as the God Flame Man hunkered down in the corner,

at the summit of Majestic Peak, Jiang Hui took a step forward, crossing boundless dimensions, and suddenly sprinted in a certain direction.

When he looked again, he had arrived at a strange and rugged mountain ridge in the village.

Looking around, he saw mountains and sheer cliffs like chiseled sculptures, with steep ridges and continuous peaks. Pines and cypresses grew from the crevices, and waterfalls cascaded down the sheer cliffs, displaying a magnificent beauty distinct from the mountains in the village.

Although this area was still part of Liu Village, strictly speaking, it was an overlapping zone of multiple universes, a multi-dimensional space with many restrictions set in place. Aside from Jiang Hui, no one else could reach it, and likewise, no one could see it.

And in one corner of the mountain,

a golden Treasure Plant around the size of a fist was gently swaying in the wind.

At that moment, with the moon bright and stars sparse, although it was June, the temperature was unusually cold, especially in the continuous mountains where it was pitifully low.

Feeling the cold that continually whistled past his ears, The First Spiritual Root of the Lower World suddenly awoke from sleep with a start.

Upon opening his eyes, he saw the stern and noble face of Jiang Hui, intently looking at it.

The First Spiritual Root was startled, its heart skipped a beat, and the golden glow that surrounded its calyx became erratic before it took a long time to stabilize.

“Fellow Daoist… what exactly do you want?!”

After taking a deep breath, The First Spiritual Root swayed slightly and rustled its golden leaves in the wind. Then, a tiny figure made entirely of gold climbed out from inside of the Spiritual Root.

The golden figure folded its legs into a lotus position, suspended above the Spiritual Root, staring intently at Jiang Hui, impatient to speak.

Anger made up three parts of its golden eyes, but fear comprised the rest, clearly feigning composure, and quite poorly at that–it was the kind of act that anyone could see through at a glance.

This was the second time he had seen this enchantingly beautiful man.

And it had almost frightened him out of his wits.

Since being captured, up to now, it had been staying in this unknown village for who knows how long.

To put it not at all exaggeratedly, it had lived in constant fear, a feeling like that of drawing out each day as if it were years.

It was too terrifying.

Until now, it still remembered it vividly, it had caught a glimpse of a halo,

That seemed to be Emperor Radiance.

It was indeed emanating from the man in front of it.

But upon reflection, it might have been mistaken, otherwise, if it truly were an existence that had stepped into the Emperor Realm, it should have collapsed its dao heart with just one look.

Most importantly, since when did an emperor appear within the Immortal Domain?

“See this White Turtle?”

Jiang Hui gave a faint smile, not bothering with what The First Spiritual Root of the Lower World was thinking, but simply and slowly opened his pale and distinct left hand.

In the palm of that hand.

Countless stars floated, vast and exaggerated, casting the unimaginable expanse of a grand world.

That was the Palm Control Technique.

It wasn’t too complicated a Divine Skill, but to maintain such an effect without actively invoking it, quietly manifesting its power, was indeed no simple feat.

Within the center of that hand, a huge black tortoise with a snow-white body, aging and majestic like a mountain peak, slowly crawled out.

With each step, it moved directly in front of The First Spiritual Root of the Lower World.

“Fellow Daoist’s intention… is to have me replace that Immortal Elixir…”

Upon The First Spiritual Root of the Lower World, the golden figure’s eyes sharply narrowed.

“Wrong, do you think this White Turtle’s shell cannot carry two types of Immortal Elixir?”

…

“Heaven rewards the diligent, the elixir has finally reached completion, congratulations are in order!”

Jiang Hui trembled all over, a look of unmistakable joy immediately appearing on his face.

In the blink of an eye, it had only been the time to refine an elixir, but immense changes had already taken place in the Lower Realm.

A day in the Immortal Domain, a year in the Lower Realm.

By calculation, nearly ten years had already passed in the Lower Realm.

However…

Jiang Hui glanced around a few times, his expression growing increasingly strange.

It was as if someone had forcibly stuffed several bitter chunks of sugar into his mouth.

Because it was really… too melodramatic.

During these ten years.

The King of Reincarnation, though yet to undergo his coming-of-age ceremony, had already grown up, but as a mere Immortal King, not only had he failed to gain control over a mortal kingdom or make remarkable progress in cultivation, but he had also gone off to court a woman, talking of love and romance.

The woman’s name was Ye QingLi, found to be the lost granddaughter of the great teacher Ye LinHai of Da Yi, brought back three years ago.

After being brought back, the female lead transformed overnight, directly becoming a person of interest in the capital Luo An.

Nearly all princes and noblemen competed for her favor, green with envy, even the mortal Human Emperor of Da Yi had taken special care of her, exceptionally appointing her Princess Taihua with a rank higher than that of his own offspring, receiving an unearned stipend of five thousand bushels each year.

The King of Reincarnation had also fallen for the woman at first sight.

Of course, if it truly were mutual affection between the two, talking of love and romance, that would have been another matter.

After all, men, even an Immortal King, are not exempt from the seven emotions and six desires.

But the problem was, from Jiang Hui’s perspective, that woman was like a blooming white lotus, open to all comers, but noncommittal, casting a wide net.

And the mighty Immortal King had become nothing more than a hanger-on to a mortal woman.

Though it sounded unbelievable, the fact was indeed so.

Admittedly, the woman was indeed beautiful.

Her calves plump, thighs full, skin as white and lustrous as mutton-fat jade, lips like cherries, collarbones so graceful they could almost hold droplets of water, especially the tender look in her eyes when she frowned or smiled, bound to captivate countless men.

At the same time.

The woman’s talent was also extraordinary, even in the Upper Realm, she would be considered a genius.

But that was the King of Reincarnation…

Even recalling it, Jiang Hui felt as if someone was force-feeding him something as preposterous as dog poop.