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"Even so, we are not without a chance to survive," the Blood-Clad Leader seemed quite satisfied with everyone's reaction and nodded before continuing.
"Whatever the leader commands!" The Blood-Clothed Guards exchanged glances and replied in unison. They all thought to themselves, "Now we are all in the same boat with Commander Tie; if one lives, we all live; if one dies, we all die."
The Blood-Clad Leader nodded, a glint in his eyes, and said seriously, "When we return and the family asks, everyone will say that Li Kaishan's daughter fell to her death. Only then do we have a slim chance of survival. This matter is known to the earth and sky, you know it, I know it; as long as we all keep our mouths shut, not only can we ensure our safety, but we can also receive a generous reward. What do you all think?" He fixed his gaze on the Blood-Clothed Guards, his mind already plotting; anyone with ulterior motives would be executed on the spot!
The Blood-Clothed Guards were seasoned warriors. Although they had experienced life and death, living was always preferable. After exchanging glances, each made their own plans and replied in unison, "We are willing to follow the leader's orders."
"Good, good! From now on, we are brothers," the Blood-Clad Leader nodded in satisfaction, feeling excited within. From this moment on, these ten or so people would be his own; with them, how could his status in the Chu Family not rise?
"Thank you, Commander," the Blood-Clothed Guards replied in unison.
The Blood-Clad Leader waved his hand and left with the Blood-Clothed Guards.
Broken trees, cracked ground, flowing blood, and scattered branches represented a fierce battle that had once taken place here.
In the deep valley, dark clouds swirled and mist hung heavily in the air. The atmosphere was gloomy and profound; endless waves of cold air surged from the mist, breaking through it and creating layers of rippling waves that surged upward toward the abyss. The mist quickly merged together only to be pushed apart again by the waves, repeating endlessly. It was as if a ferocious beast lay sleeping in the depths.
Suddenly, a massive suction force appeared. Within its range, the unconscious Wang Yi felt like a feather being pulled into it.
This was an arched opening about ten meters wide that abruptly appeared on a sheer cliff face smoothed by years of wind erosion.
The powerful suction and sharp howls surged from this opening as large masses of moist mist poured in like seawater swallowed by a giant whale.
Wang Yi was also sucked into the cave.
Time passed without notice...
"Cough cough cough..." Wang Yi let out a series of violent coughs; pain radiated from his internal organs, piercing through to his feet. His eyelids felt incredibly heavy as he struggled to open his eyes.
What first came into view was a soft blend of golden yellow and tender green light. Beneath him seemed to be grass as soft as a blanket, slightly damp.
Wang Yi laboriously sat up, propping himself up with his right hand while clutching his painfully aching chest with his left hand. After several bouts of coughing, he finally expelled a clot of congealed blood stuck in his throat.
Blood was coughed out, and breathing suddenly became much easier. Wang Yi felt as if he were a drowning person who had just breathed in fresh air. Lowering his head, he took deep breaths, inhaling streams of sweet, moist air that continuously flowed into his lungs.
With each breath, the sweet air formed a cool, pleasant current that flowed through his limbs and body. The fiery pain in his internal organs gradually faded away, even the broken sternum and bruised muscles and skin from the Blood-Clad Leader's powerful strike felt enveloped by a soothing breeze.
Wang Yi could clearly sense that the intense pain in his chest was slowly dissipating. Even his bones felt a refreshing numbness, as if the wounds were healing rapidly.
The pain in his internal organs quickly recovered, and Wang Yi was overjoyed, secretly thinking, "It seems the Mysterious Pearl is still effective. With this, it’s not impossible for me to regain my strength."
Wang Yi took another deep breath, closed his eyes, and focused on his Dantian, clearing his mind. What he needed to do now was to recover some strength to ensure his safety before leaving this place.
A fragrant, sweet, and nourishing stream surged from his Dantian, flowing like a tangible liquid into his internal organs. The refreshing sensation instantly filled his lungs, easing the burning and painful feelings within them. His chest wound healed a bit more.
The shattered chest cavity, ribs, and Dantian slowly began to mend under the nurturing of the mysterious stream.
Time passed slowly; it was unclear how long had gone by when Wang Yi awoke from his meditation. At this moment, his body had fully recovered. Vital Energy surged within his Dantian, and he felt robust and full of energy.
I must take revenge for this!
Wang Yi clenched his fists, harboring deep resentment in his heart.
At this moment, Wang Yi finally noticed the unusualness of his surroundings.
The air was filled with a rich fruity aroma—fresh and sweet—not only that but also infused with refined Vital Energy.
Taking a deep breath, a smile appeared on Wang Yi's face as the sweet scent merged into his body, transforming into a refreshing liquid that flowed through his veins before finally converging in his Dantian.
Vital Energy!
Refined Vital Energy!
Wang Yi was overjoyed. He stood up and glanced around, his gaze suddenly stopping at a certain spot where a giant green shadow appeared before him.
This is a completely green Spirit Tree, with a straight and thick trunk that three people cannot wrap their arms around. The roots resemble giant pythons, with bowl-sized, oval-shaped substances on them, as if a fierce beast is partially exposed from the ground. The leaves are as large as bronze mirrors, shimmering with a blue light, smooth as mirrors, and covered with a layer of bright glaze that can almost reflect a person's silhouette.
The Spirit Tree stands over ten meters tall, with the lower six meters of the trunk being smooth and devoid of any rough bark. In the upper part, the branches are dense, and large green leaves grow on them, round like full moons.
The crown of the tree is umbrella-shaped, nearly covering an area of several dozen meters, resembling a skyscraper. The Spirit Tree bears three golden fruits that are heart-shaped and resemble golden spheres. These golden fruits hang among the branches and leaves, emitting strands of sweet and refreshing fruit fragrance.
Through the gaps in the branches and leaves, one can see a heart-shaped fruit as large as a disc at the very top of the tree, glowing with golden light. That fruit not only has the largest size but also radiates golden brilliance. After staring at it for a long time, Wang Yi even vaguely perceives a rhythm similar to a heartbeat within the fruit—though it is very faint and would be inaudible if one did not listen closely.
Wang Yi's throat emitted a gurgling sound as he involuntarily walked under the Spirit Tree, gazing up at this magnificent Spirit Tree.
With a stomp of his feet on the ground, Wang Yi leaped into the air and reached out his hand. A fist-sized golden heart-shaped fruit appeared in his palm.
A thick fragrance wafted from the golden fruit into Wang Yi's nose; it was incredibly fragrant!
Wang Yi eagerly brought it to his mouth and took a light bite. The juice was actually golden?
It was marvelous—sweet and fragrant, an invigorating aroma instantly spread throughout his mouth. He felt as if the golden juice flowed into his veins and then throughout his body.
Before long, Wang Yi felt warmth suddenly enveloping him, as if basking in sunlight. His entire body felt like it had soaked in a hot spring—warm and cozy. His pale face gradually flushed with color.
Boom!
A surge of Vital Energy spread within him, rapidly flooding into Wang Yi's body, surging powerfully.
After a while, his body returned to calmness. Wang Yi exhaled a long breath of turbid air. As he twisted his body, the sound of bones cracking echoed; when he clenched his hands, his muscles bulged slightly, faintly glowing with golden light. A strong aura emanated from him, and he could clearly feel that his Vital Energy had increased slightly—though not by much.
"This... this is unbelievable! What kind of Spirit Fruit is this? It has such miraculous effects?" Wang Yi stared in astonishment at the golden fruit in his hand. After thinking rapidly for a long time, the look of shock disappeared without a trace, replaced by disbelief followed by great joy. Looking at the golden fruit in his hand, he exclaimed: "Transcendence Fruit! This is from the Creation Tree!"
Wang Yi looked at the green giant tree before him in disbelief; this tree was indeed the legendary Creation Tree that had vanished during ancient times!
In the Yuan Continent during ancient times, there were many Spirit Trees on Earth; however, among them, those truly beneficial to cultivators were one in ten thousand and hard to find. It is important to note that no one knows how many types of Spirit Trees exist on Earth because no one knows how vast the Vital Energy continent is. Therefore, ancient cultivators created a ranking list of discovered Spirit Trees that were beneficial to cultivators.
This is widely circulated in the Cultivation World: the Spirit Tree Rankings!
The Creation Tree is one type of Spirit Tree, ranked fourth. This ranking was obtained through experiments conducted by Ancient cultivators, which highlights the preciousness of the Creation Tree.
No one knows where the Creation Tree comes from. Moreover, it does not have a fruit core, leading some ancient cultivators to speculate that the Creation Tree is a terrestrial anomaly, born from the earth itself. It blooms every three thousand years, bears fruit every three thousand years, and matures every three thousand years, producing only three fruits each time, making it exceptionally rare.
If this news were to spread, it would undoubtedly trigger a bloody storm across the Yuan Continent, with countless hidden powerhouses emerging.
During ancient times, the Human-Demon War suddenly erupted, and many Spirit Trees were destroyed. It is said that a Creation Tree was annihilated by a Demon Clan Expert. Since then, there have been no more sightings of Creation Trees on the Ground; rumors of their existence have vanished. Who would have thought that a Creation Tree would grow here?
"Surviving great calamities brings great blessings; the ancients do not deceive me," Wang Yi's eyes sparkled with brilliance as he clenched his hands tightly.
Wang Yi brought his hands together, holding the Transcendence Fruit in his palms. Under the pressure of Vital Energy, the Transcendence Fruit instantly transformed into strands of golden juice—clear and transparent, shining brilliantly without any residue.
The fruits produced by Spirit Trees contain powerful Vital Energy; how much more so for this fourth-ranked Creation Tree?
After being refined by Vital Energy, Wang Yi could boldly absorb it without any risk of being overwhelmed or bursting his meridians.
Wang Yi consumed all the juice from the Transcendence Fruit and quickly sat down on the ground. He immediately felt his meridians ablaze, as if on fire, flowing throughout his body and beginning to transform him.
At that moment, a faint golden light emerged from Wang Yi's bronze-colored skin. The golden light was dazzling, enveloping Wang Yi's entire body. From a distance, he looked like an ancient golden deity descending, exuding unmatched momentum.
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