After the mind-reading cripple junior sister, the entire sect rose to prominence.

Chapter 339

With Niao Niao around, Mo Jiuwei found the location of the Bu Shen Clan without much effort.

Just like their preferences, when Mo Jiuwei arrived, she saw a forest, but the trees here were quite different from what she expected.

They're too big!
It's no exaggeration to say that one tree here can support 500 people standing, and it doesn't feel crowded.

Each of them is so dense that it blocks out the sun, and they have unique shapes, with branches that are bent and spiral-shaped, and the bark is somewhat smooth.

Their leaves are lush green spheres, though that's just how they look. In reality, they are leaves, but they are clustered together in a ring shape, with the center being hollow.

Mo Jiuwei has seen many trees, but if we only talk about trees and not flowers, this tree is undoubtedly the most ornamental. If it weren't for its enormous size, it would be quite adorable just for its small, round leaves.

"This is... the Shuo Clan's Heavenly Net Tree?"

Mo Jiuwei asked.

There are only about twenty such trees in this grove, but each one is huge, like a big house, and they are quite far apart from each other, so it looks quite spectacular.

"Yes." Ling Qing's eyes sparkled, and unusually, she abandoned her composure, looking like a cheerful young man.

“Our ancestors’ local history records mentioned this Shuozu Tianluo Tree. It was actually the sacred tree of our Bu Shen clan, but it seems to have become extinct. I never expected to find it in this secret realm, and so many of them!”

He now understood why Mo Jiuwei said that this secret realm contained things that their Bu Shen clan liked, and why she asked them to send people over.

Although Ling Qing and his companions had indeed gathered many valuable items and reaped a bountiful harvest during their time in the secret realm, none of these benefits could compare to the value of this sacred tree for him.

The clan records say that their ancestors lived on this sacred tree when they first established the clan. This tree carries blessings and good fortune, and as long as they are with the sacred tree, the whole clan will be safe and happy.

Indeed, this is true. The Divination God Clan was once incredibly powerful, a being that many people looked up to. They also had many believers, and whenever they saw the sacred tree, they would prostrate themselves in worship and make wishes for blessings.

Unfortunately, the divination abilities of the Divination God Clan are too enviable. Some admire them, while others want to subdue them for their own use.

The Divination God Clan is not good at political maneuvering and is unwilling to do things for others. This refusal will invite hatred, so there will be endless pursuit and assassination attempts.

In order to escape, they had no choice but to relocate as a whole clan. Everything else was easy to take, but the sacred tree was something they couldn't take with them.

Even if it contains seeds, the growth cycle of this tree is too long; it would take at least 100,000 years for it to grow to this size.

As a result, the trees could not grow as fast as they moved and fled, and the existing sacred trees were destroyed by those with ulterior motives.

He had only one thought in mind: since you can't be used by me, then I'll annihilate your entire race!
Under this cycle, not a single sacred tree remained. Descendants like Ling Qing had never even seen what the sacred tree looked like, and could only remember it through the clan's records.

Ling Qing tilted her head back, her delicate face upturned, her eyes peering through the gaps in the leaves.

He seemed to see his ancestors living happily on the sacred trees, a time when they were so glorious and so enviable.

His eyelashes trembled, and a tear slid down the corner of his eye to his cheek, then fell onto the ground.

That's wonderful! He saw it. So there is a sacred tree in this world. So the will of our ancestors has been continued.

"Jiuwei, please, I want to take it with me." Ling Qing suddenly turned around, lifted his robe and knelt on one knee. His eyes were still a little wet, glistening with tears.

He looked at Mo Jiuwei with pleading in his eyes, "I can do anything for you, as long as you help me take it away, just one tree."

Just one tree is enough for their people to live and multiply.

For this, he was willing to give up his position as clan leader; he was willing to offer everything, including his life and his dignity. Even if Mo Jiuwei asked him to be her slave, he would be willing.

Of course, this would go against the clan rules, but it doesn't matter. As long as it can fulfill the wishes of the clan members and their descendants, he can leave the clan on his own, so as not to tarnish the name of the Divination God.

He didn't say these words aloud, but when she met his gaze, that seemingly desperate look, Mo Jiuwei understood everything.

"You'd sell yourself for a tree?"

"I'm too short. Even if Ling Qing kneels down, he's still taller than me," Mo Jiuwei said, raising her head slightly to look him in the eye.

"Yes."

Ling Qing nodded without hesitation.

"Chief, you mustn't!"

"No, you're the clan leader!"

"No, let me do it. I can give you everything, but you can't!"

When he said that, his people were stunned, and then they rushed forward to stop him.

Ling Qing is the most talented person in the Bu Shen Clan over the years. Now that the Bu Shen Clan has declined to this state, it desperately needs a talented person to lead the entire clan forward, and this is a task that only Ling Qing can undertake!

With his talent, making him make such a sacrifice would be no different from the annihilation of the Divination God Clan!
“No, you won’t do it.” Ling Qing shook her head, unmoved.

It was precisely because he was the most talented that he used this to persuade Mo Jiuwei.

If it were someone else, she definitely wouldn't have liked them, and she certainly wouldn't have agreed.

"Clan leader..."

One of the younger members of the tribe couldn't help but choke up.

Mo Jiuwei moved her eyes. "You should stand up and talk first. I'm not used to this."

Such a proud person is especially precious only when he maintains his pride.

Mo Jiuwei did not break his pride or trample him underfoot, but only to satisfy her own desire for conquest.

Ling Qing pursed her lips before getting up.

"How did you know I could help you take it away?" Mo Jiuwei reached out and tapped the sacred tree from a distance.

“You must have known it was here, which is why you reminded us to come to the secret realm,” Ling Qing said. “Since you gave us this warning, it means it must have a way to take it away.”

Although there were many other good things in this secret realm, which made their people overjoyed, they have been busy working without eating or sleeping these days, afraid that they would miss the opportunity.

However, Ling Qing inexplicably believed that Mo Jiuwei's true interest was only in the Sacred Tree!
When the sacred tree was seen, he and his people were overjoyed for a day, hugging it and circling around it, laughing and crying at the same time.

They even ran up the tree together, hiding among the leaves, overjoyed.

But after the joy came the worry—

It's so big, how am I going to take it with me?