The Days of Being Forced to Become the Savior of a Cultivation Civilization

"Kill them!"

"Drive them out, leave no one alive!"

"Give me back my home! Give me back my freedom!"

Countless branches swirl in the sky, countless roots surge on the ground, and a deadly fragrance permeates the air. Cooper had long since moved his entire clan to the Forest of Ara, usurping their territory, and after a long time, he was finally about to return what belonged to its rightful owner.

The Grand Preceptor's worries from years ago have come true. The Yara who had gone out to explore the land learned that their people had all become slaves, and they spontaneously gathered together, hiding in the world, constantly striving to reclaim their territory and restore their people's freedom.

Their strength was too weak, and they had been lying low for too long, so much time had passed that Cooper no longer remembered their existence, and the Grand Tutor of that year had never returned to the public eye since he left the palace that day.

A new Viminali has already been born. He has absorbed the memories and endless rage of his predecessors. He is constantly mobilizing internally, preparing to work with the surviving people lurking outside, so that this rage can burn away the foreign enemies on the homeland of Ara.

The Kub people, however, were mostly intoxicated by eucalyptus wine, their strength masking their inner weakness, though no other tribe had dared to expose this truth. They gradually forgot the bloodshed of war and the cruelty of nature.

But the Arahs remembered, they remembered all the humiliation, all the pain, and in one day they released it all.

Countless Yara and Cooper people perished in battle, leaving behind a trail of withered branches, fallen leaves, broken roots, and rotten wood; even the earth itself was stained crimson with Cooper's blood. Finally, Verminali pierced Phascura, who had been powerful in his youth but indulged in debauchery in his later years, ending his long and meaningless life. His blood was no longer red, but a dark green sap.

But Viminali also paid a price. For a long time, even though the Fascylla's cultivation stagnated, he was still far stronger than the newly reborn Viminali, who remained hidden in the shadows. Even though the Fascylla was poisoned to the bone and his reactions were slow, he still managed to launch a counterattack before his death, severely injuring Viminali and severing his life force.

In the end, the Coopers were massacred by hatred, with almost no survivors.

"I declare to all the people of Ara: In the name of Verminali, I spread all my power across this land to protect future generations, at the cost of never being reborn until the crisis returns."

Before his death, he poured almost all his power into the Yara territory. From then on, this land was rich in reverse energy and covered with a large number of wood Dao traces, becoming a great cultivation ground for wood Dao in later generations. When humanity rose to power, countless strong people came here to comprehend and gain insights.

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"But I didn't actually die back then; instead, I was saved by Lady Oro. She saw my extraordinary talent and gave me a new body so I could start cultivating again and become her capable assistant. During those days, I always thought I was alone."

"With so many people in that village for so long, you've never heard them talk about anything related to the Yara people?"

"...Really, no. Even Yingru hasn't talked to me about it."

"The village chief probably thinks you have some unspeakable secret, that you were driven out of the tribe, so she doesn't want to touch on your sore spot... And you've never sensed the presence of your tribe members?"

"...No. I'm used to taking root downwards and rarely spread outwards."

Yara the Giant Tree also told Qian Xintong about its past.

"So, you are the original Viminali... uh, Benshu, and not the resurrected successor?"

Qian Xintong sat under a tree, one hand supporting her chin, staring blankly at the village entrance.

Following Zhiyue's instructions, she pretended to be drugged and hid in the village chief's house for a while until the group left, at which point she reappeared in the village.

"That's right. Strictly speaking, I didn't really die, but in reality, I lost all my memories after being resurrected. I only regained them recently because I sensed the crisis in the Yara territory."

Viminali spoke very fluently, as if the voice pack and memory pack had been downloaded again together.

Qian Xintong: "If that's the case, then what you mean is that your speech difficulties a while ago weren't actually due to the emergence of new intelligence, but simply... you had just woken up?"

Viminari: "Strictly speaking, it's because the memories are too numerous and my mind is a bit confused for a moment... Well, you're right."

Qian Xintong: "Then... do you still remember the scenes in my mind's eye?"

Viminali: "...I remember, I'll never forget it in this life, or even in several lifetimes, after all, the memories of the tribal chief are inherited."

Qian Xintong: "Sigh."

Viminari: "What are you so disappointed about?"

Qian Xintong: "Of course I'm disappointed. According to you, if you die, there's no guarantee what kind of temperament your successor will have. If trouble is caused, your family will blame it all on me."

Qian Xintong looked miserable, his mouth almost stretched to the ground, and his whole face had a big "囧" character on it.

Viminali was speechless.

"Can't you wish me well for once? Besides, didn't the master already promise to return the power to you?"

Qian Xintong rolled her eyes:

"I have no right to say that. The uncle said he was supervising my use of power and would only allow it when necessary."

Viminari nodded: "Indeed, someone of your level of power shouldn't be on the continent of Pound. You mustn't act recklessly."

Qian Xintong: "Fine, I accept my fate—wait, since the Coopers have already been wiped out, how could they reappear now? And you said they would revive when the crisis came, did you already know that the Coopers would make a comeback?"

Viminali: "No, the true meaning of that statement is actually, 'When there are a large number of abnormal casualties among the people of Ara, I will be resurrected and lead the people to resolve the crisis.' Since Cooper has reappeared, it means that at that time, there was also a group of people who were lost and undiscovered."

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"However, Cooper did not truly exterminate the race; otherwise, the leader of the exterminated race would not have been resurrected, and I would not be here."

Fasculla is still telling the story.

"That royal advisor, my ancestor, seeing that his advice was in vain, took his family and left the territory of Ara and went to live in the nearby no-man's-land. At that time, his family did not understand at all, but he insisted on going his own way, claiming that he wanted to preserve the race for his people."

He proved to be right, but at the time, people couldn't have imagined it would happen so far in the future.

Those orphans hid in corners unseen by the world, multiplying and gradually forming a considerable group. They took human form and mingled in human society, with some even making a name for themselves.

Later, Coopers didn't retain much of their bear-like prototype and almost completely integrated into human society, completing the transformation from "ancestral laws cannot be changed" to "survival is the only truth".

However, the vast majority of them would only marry members of their own tribe and have children, for fear of their identities being exposed.

The birth of a girl caused a huge upheaval within the tribe.

"This is...a human! No, how could this be..."

A pair of Coopers gave birth to a child who looked like a human. Generally speaking, the ability for a being to take human form is a skill that needs to be learned and requires a certain level of cultivation. Even though for unknown reasons many intelligent races can take human form more easily, it is by no means something that can be done at birth.

This bizarre phenomenon terrified the newlyweds and the other tribespeople. They didn't understand why, but they quickly resigned themselves to reality and took extra care of the child. Fortunately, the child soon mastered the transformation between the two forms, and the couple felt relieved.

"The tribe believed that the child was born with extraordinary features and should be nurtured properly. Unexpectedly, the child directly inherited the leader's will and became the new generation of Fasculla—that is, me."