Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity

Chapter 152 - 140: The Wilderness is in Chaos (Part 1)1

Chapter 140: The Wilderness is in Chaos (Part 1)1

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The village was peaceful and serene, with wisps of cooking smoke rising into the air, mixed with the aroma of meals. The air was filled with the faint sounds of children’s laughter and the contented chatter of the elderly.

“We’re home!”

On the bird’s back, Lin Zhuang and others were excited. This journey had provided them with many treasures.

Especially at the Shared Treasure Cliff Stone Forest, they had dug up at least a hundred weapons, which was a fortune overnight.

Although most of the weapons had become battle-worn over time, many still possessed a touch of their previous might, making them very impressive.

The group was eager to share their finds with everyone but had no idea about the encounter the Feng Luan bird had just had.

The Feng Luan bird calmed its spirit and dove. Even with extreme restraint, it still stirred up a huge wind, startling the villagers passing by.

“What the hell is that? It’s so big?”

“Who cares what it is, as soon as it enters our village, we can just boil it!”

A villager licked his lips, unable to hold back his saliva. The Feng Luan bird looked so juicy and tender, it was a superior delicacy.

The Feng Luan bird, which had just landed, almost fell over from fright. This was truly a village to worship divine spirits, the villagers were indeed tough!

“Hahaha, everyone has returned safely!”

Old man Lin came slowly, his eyes sharp, he noticed Lin Zhuang and others on the bird’s back and laughed.

“Father!”

“Village chief, grandpa…”

Several people jumped down from the bird and greeted him warmly.

“How did you all fare on this trip?” Old man Lin was kind and cheerful, his face full of bright smiles.

“No boasting, Grandpa Lin, our harvest this time is unprecedented, it’s a bumper harvest!” Tu Wa Zi slapped his chest and declared confidently.

While speaking, he directly opened his beast skin bag and a pile of objects poured out, forming a mini-mountain of useful and useless stuff.

“My, quite a lot, quite a lot indeed!” Old man Lin stroked his beard, more and more astonished. In just a few moments, he had spotted several truly good items.

“Brother Zhuang, this bird looks quite meaty, is it for us to feast upon?”

From a distance, a man from Lin Zhuang’s hunting team came over and looked at the Feng Luan bird, his intentions clear from the glance.

Everyone now started discussing whether to steam or roast it, even talking about the specific cooking steps, that the usually fierce Feng Luan bird completely shrunk to protect itself, afraid they would really sharpen their knives towards it.

“Go away, this is a lost breed, my future ride. You dare to even think about eating it, I’ll cook you first!”

Lin Zhuang joked, driving the crowd away.

After taking out all the treasures, Lin Zhuang and the others chatted casually with Old man Lin before rushing up the mountain, where they took out the little golden dragon formed by the Immortal Spring.

They suspected that it would be helpful to Lord Willow God as the Immortal Spring symbolized the overwhelming power of life.

However, Jiang Hui did not need this thing. His life was endless, living forever in eternity. Ageing was a word that would never appear to him.

Eventually, under Jiang Hui’s advice, Lin Zhuang put the small golden dragon into a natural jade cave.

“Is this a village that worships divine spirits?”

On the other side, the Old White Tiger King, who had been released by Tu Wa Zi earlier, was currently strolling around, familiarizing himself with his future home.

However, the more he moved around, the stranger he found it.

The village seemed too ordinary, at least from the outside, it looked no different from other villages and did not seem to be linked to the supreme divine spirits at all.

However, when the Old White Tiger felt the blood energy flowing over the villagers’ bodies, the experienced Beast King was dumbfounded and shocked.

If he wasn’t misjudging, the blood energy of the villagers was as mighty as the sea, even the children possessed enormous strength of several thousand pounds, which shocked the White Tiger King.

Such a rich bloodline, probably comparable to the descendants of those archaic vicious birds and divine beasts!

The King White Tiger was frightened, not daring to scamper around anymore.

In the blink of an eye, several days had hastily passed.

In these few days, Liu Village remained usually quiet, embracing the serene and peaceful atmosphere, although the outside world was already in an uproar.

A small village that worships a deity as its sacrificial spirit and gains divine protection, this news spread across the entire Wilderness like the strong winds of the region, in an instant.

Many were eager to share this news, and a multitude of people journeyed from distant places, delving deeper into the Western Region, just to find the whereabouts of Liu Village once again.

The scale of the crowd was even more spectacular and shocking than the last time. The multitudes weaving through the mountains and forests, but in the end, they returned empty-handed and departed with disappointment.

At this moment.

In the rear mountain of Heaven Mending Pavilion.

The mountains stood tall, high and splendid.

Looking at the distance, one could see a building as big and unmovable as the sun.

This was an altar, suspended in mid-air, supported by thirteen giant stone columns, three feet high, made of white jade. It was ancient and grand.

Standing around this altar was an old man with a burly body and an implicit dominance about him.

It was the current master of the Heaven Mending Pavilion, Ancestor Mu Yan.

Ancestor Mu Yan’s face was gloomy, his eyes deep. After a long while, he heaved a sigh, seeming to suddenly age by several years.

Being one of the few remaining ancestors in the Heaven Mending Pavilion, he understood the current circumstances of this enormous entity better than anyone else.

Although it seemed as grand as ever, standing among the boundless Wilderness, as the current number one power, he was well aware that this was just the final brilliance before the downfall.

The reason why Heaven Mending Pavilion could terrify the Wilderness was not because of him, Ancestor Mu Yan, nor the many elders or masters in the Pavilion. It was the Sacrificial Spirit God Vine that they had been worshipping for a thousand years.

If not for the Divine Vine, the Heaven Mending Pavilion would not have achieved its current status.

But now, the lifespan of the Divine Vine was quickly coming to an end. With the deity falling and without any support, he would find it hard to paddle the boat alone.

The old man, notorious for his temper, wore a heavy expression and sighed deeply.

The old Vine was about to fade away. The so-called foundation was also continuously losing its essence. If this continues, the Heaven Mending Pavilion will inevitably collapse and become the object of others’ laughter.

“Ancestor, Shi Hao has returned!”

Just then, someone reported. It was Elder Zhuo Yun, responsible for recruiting disciples, and Elder Tao Ye who led the expedition to the Hundred Broken Mountain this time. Both of them hold prominent positions in the Heaven Mending Pavilion.

“Let him come in quickly!” Mu Yan hurriedly said. During the expedition to Hundred Broken Mountain, he had deliberately told Little Dot to pay attention to the Immortal Divine Spring in that small world.

The Immortal Divine Spring is a divine object that can revive dying creatures.

There was even a great chance that it could resurrect the Deity of Worship, breathe life into the decayed, and live a second life through its brokenness. He intended to use it to resurrect the Deity of Worship!

“Elder, I am back!”

Soon, Little Dot hurried back, looking serious.

“How was it?” Mu Yan Ancestor’s expression was somewhat hopeful and expectant?

“I did not find the Immortal Spring, but I managed to collect a considerable amount of mud and sand which the spring water once nourished!” Little Dot replied.

“That will also work, although it’s sand and mud, it should definitely retain some properties of the Immortal Spring!!!”

Ancestor Mu Yan pondered for a moment and said,