Longzang

Chapter 244 Why is it like this?

Looking at the few thin branches that were desperately trying to close up but couldn't be pulled back, and the buds that were slowly blooming before Wei Yuan's eyes, a flash of inspiration struck Wei Yuan, and many things began to connect.

The gifts of heaven and earth do not necessarily come from annihilation; severe damage to one's foundation can also occur. Such severe damage must be the kind that directly erases the damage and cannot be restored at all. Burning one's lifespan at the twilight of the immortal path is one such example.

Wei Yuan was initially puzzled; how could Yan Xin, with its strength and power, be defeated so easily? If it was weak, then Zhang Sheng's four full-force sword strikes had only severed half of its life force. And let's not forget that when Master Chuhe launched his sneak attack earlier, it remained unharmed.

At this moment, Wei Yuan understood. The key was the descent of the Immortal Tree. When the water blade transformed into laurel petals, in that instant, Wei Yuan and the Immortal Tree merged. In that instant, all of Yan Xin's defenses were pierced, leaving him completely defenseless. The next strike, the Immortal Path Twilight, left him powerless to resist. He not only absorbed the full force but also suffered additional damage.

Just like a snap of the fingers, a snap on the fist can break the finger bones, while a snap on the testicles can kill a powerful enemy.

The rock core pierced by the fairy tree's flower rain is like a peeled egg, still raw.

Then, Wei Yuan didn't even see the feedback from heaven and earth that he had gained from his three thousand years of lifespan, but this tree branch was now so fat that he couldn't even wear his clothes anymore.

Seeing that Wei Yuan had seen through everything, the laurel branch simply stopped pretending. With a twist, the original withered bark fell off, and then the branches stretched out, the buds bloomed, and it turned into a three-foot-tall white-gold tree, covered with tiny flowers, the flowers tinged with pale red.

When the immortal tree took shape, the scenery around it changed, and the entire world within a hundred feet transformed. Around the tree was a small, white-gold pond, and then the surrounding ground turned into fine white sand, resembling a sea of ​​snow.

At this time, the Moon Laurel Tree was located far from Jade Mountain and the Underworld, occupying a separate corner. However, the vast land was vast enough that its small footprint was negligible.

Wei Yuan remained standing beside the laurel tree, with a small, white-gold pond right in front of him. The pond was about ten feet in circumference, its water shimmering, with several white shadows darting back and forth like swimming fish.

But those weren't fish; they were sword energies. The sword energies flying around the immortal tree also increased from one to three, their threat all the more obvious. Including those in the water, there were a total of seven sword energies.

The red jade lantern had already shrunk behind Wei Yuan, coiled around his waist, not daring to show its head. But it kept squeaking and whimpering, urging Wei Yuan to rush forward. What cultivator couldn't even manage their own Dao foundation?
The laurel tree creaked and groaned in fury, unleashing a sword aura tinged with a faint crimson, which bypassed Wei Yuan and slashed towards the red jade lantern.

The red jade lantern was shocked and hurriedly dodged to the side. But as soon as it peeked out from the other side, a sword aura was already waiting there and slashed down!

The red jade lantern was completely destroyed, and in the end, Wei Yuan managed to block the sword energy with his hand. However, after being struck by the sword energy, Wei Yuan's hand was instantly stained with a layer of white-gold, and he lost consciousness in the blink of an eye.

Fortunately, the laurel tree withdrew its sword energy in time; otherwise, Wei Yuan's hand would have turned into countless fluttering petals.

Now both Wei Yuan and the Red Jade Lantern realized the Moon Laurel Tree's determination and temper, and they both became obedient, daring not to have any more improper thoughts. However, the Red Jade Lantern was still secretly twisting and turning, indicating its grievance, which made the Moon Laurel Tree furious, and it almost slashed at it again.

Wei Yuan found it strange and asked, "Why can't you accept it? The bark you shed is enough for it to eat for a long time."

The laurel tree transmitted a consciousness filled with extreme disgust and anger. Wei Yuan, who had already read the tales of the two realms, understood instantly.

This feeling is like a teenage girl being harassed and begged for sex by an older man who is greasy, bald, penniless, doesn't like to bathe, and only reads fictional stories.

Oh right, Xu Wenwu said that this kind of person shouldn't be called an uncle, but only a master.

The laurel tree wouldn't even let it eat a bite, let alone drink its foot bath water.

The Red Jade Lantern doesn't have a very good reputation... Wei Yuan pondered for a moment, then asked, "Then where should we put it?"

A branch pointed to two Heavenly Star Dragon Sunflowers in the distance. This time, the Red Jade Lantern refused to leave, twisting and turning. However, Wei Yuan was helpless against the Immortal Tree, but dealing with mere spiritual plants was a piece of cake, so he picked up the Red Jade Lantern and left.

The two dragon sunflowers in the vast landscape seemed to have a hazy consciousness. When Wei Yuan put down the red jade lantern, the dragon sunflower tree seemed very happy, swaying its branches and leaves.

However, the Red Jade Lantern had no interest in the palm-sized Osmanthus Nightshade. Instead, it went to the Unholy Soil Nightshade that had not yet fully sprouted and squatted down, waiting for it to grow bigger.

However, Wei Yuan could sense that the Red Jade Lantern wasn't behaving itself; it was still secretly glancing towards the top of Jade Mountain. But the wondrous Treasure Tree remained high above, not even giving it a second glance.

Wei Yuan was somewhat troubled. The number of spiritual plants in the Wanli River and Mountains was increasing, and soon there would be the Netherwater Spiritual Ginseng and the Thunderwood. These two spiritual plants were planted after they had taken shape, and it would take time for them to manifest in the Wanli River and Mountains. With this Red Jade Lantern around, there would probably be chaos, and who knows how many spiritual plants it would ruin in the future.

Wei Yuan thought for a moment, then summoned a pile of stones and casually molded them into a celestial sword. This was yet another new celestial sword, evolved from Si Yu, transformed from illusory to real, barely scraping the edge of the Human Rank Dao Foundation, and escaping the shame of being a celestial sword.

Wei Yuan originally wanted to name the sword "Green Silk," but although the sword energy materialized, its color was pale and dull, so he eventually renamed it "White Silk."

Wei Yuan planted the pile of immortal swords around the Impure Earth Dragon Sunflower, forming a fence with the sword tips pointing upwards. If the Red Jade Lantern tried to escape, it would be injured by the sword energy, and Wei Yuan would know it immediately.

Just as the fence was erected, a sword aura suddenly shot out and attached itself to the immortal swords, instantly turning their blades white-gold and exuding a murderous aura. Now, if the Red Jade Lantern wanted to escape, it wouldn't be injured by the sword aura, but rather cut down by it.

Finally, everything was settled, and Wei Yuan breathed a sigh of relief. He hadn't expected there to be so much trouble among spiritual plants; it seemed there was no paradise in the world.

Wei Yuan looked around and was suddenly startled to see that there were more figures on the distant Netherworld.

He walked slowly towards it, yet he was also somewhat afraid to see clearly. The road wasn't far, and Wei Yuan's speed could vary depending on the vast landscape, so he eventually arrived at the Netherworld.

Over a hundred figures appeared on the Netherworld, none of them face-less. Some wielded swords, others were empty-handed. Their armor was ordinary and identical. These faceless figures were all at the mid-stage of the Foundation Establishment realm, unremarkable in themselves, roughly equivalent to a plain Earth-rank Foundation Establishment cultivator.

But Wei Yuan searched high and low inside, but couldn't find a trace of Yun Feifei, or that young master from the aristocratic family, not even a trace.

Looking at these faceless figures standing silently, and then at the distinctive figures beside them holding swords and shields, Wei Yuan thought that perhaps Yun Feifei and that young nobleman died in a peaceful and tranquil state of mind, which is why they were not able to be reborn in the black water like Song Chao.

Or perhaps they too were reincarnated, only to have their souls mingled with those of all the fallen warriors, transforming into these hundred or so faceless figures. Song Chao died with overwhelming resentment, which allowed him to retain most of his soul upon reincarnation. Although he lacked sentience and therefore his face, Wei Yuan still recognized him at a glance.

Wei Yuan felt a surge of emotion welling up inside him, which he couldn't suppress.

In his view, calling Song Chao "blindly loyal" was a euphemism; he was nothing more than a traitorous henchman and a treacherous lackey. If Song Chao hadn't died, tens of thousands of people in the realm would have starved to death. Back then, Wei Yuan's resentment wasn't as intense as it is today; if it were now, he might even drag his corpse out and whip it.

Yun Feifei delivered a crucial blow to the Wu Clan at the cost of her own life, which was vital to the outcome of the battle. She died peacefully and serenely, but her soul dissipated, leaving her no chance to be reborn within the vast land.

Why is this so?

Wei Yuan looked up at the sky. Beyond the heavens, at the end of the void, he wondered what was guiding everything in the world.

After withdrawing from his sea of ​​consciousness, Wei Yuan wrote a letter to Sun Chaoen, inviting him to meet the next day.

(End of this chapter)