Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity Chapter 1115

Chapter 1115: Chapter 707: Monkey's New Job Chapter 1115: Chapter 707: Monkey's New Job “`
In truth, for all cultivators in this world, the most merciless thing is always the passing of time, slipping away while we're none the wiser.

It seems to cause no direct harm, but when one suddenly looks back, one finds oneself already turned into a clump of yellow soil.

Unless one can step into the Immortal Path Field, completely shedding this mortal flesh.

But even for the chosen ones, whiling away several hundred thousand years, in the end, there are only a handful who can actually step into the Immortal Path Field, countable on one's fingers.

In the contention of the Great Taoist Rule, countless beings march one after another, but in the end, only a few can barely cross the narrow bridge and arrive at Nirvana.

From the birth of the Immortal Domain to now, there have been thousands of minor eras and dozens of major ones, but excluding the Immortal Kings, how many beings have reached the Immortal Path Field?

Jiang Hui had once sensed, it's still less than three thousand.

At first hearing, it may seem like plenty, but one must know just how vast the Immortal Domain is; even for an Immortal King who has ascended to the throne, traversing the Immortal Domain requires considerable time, let alone others. Under this almost boundlessly vast domain, the number of beings born outside the Immortal Domain is unimaginable, as numerous as the carps crossing the river.

But no matter how the eras change, or where one is, the common folk are always the priority, while the Immortals are always just that few in number.

Thinking this way, the value of the Ginseng Fruit Tree seems all the more significant.

Moreover, the reason Jiang Hui values the Ginseng Fruit Tree so highly, setting it apart from a bunch of rare items, is actually related to the Netherworld Samsara he founded.

What was his heartfelt reason for establishing reincarnation?

Wasn't it just to give wraiths of this world a destination? So they wouldn't wander about aimlessly, becoming those confused and dismal spirits without a ray of sunshine.

Wasn't it just to fulfill the world's most sincere longings?

To mend regrets.

To again embrace what was lost,
To attain what was yearned for.

Jiang Hui had a strong feeling that this Ginseng Fruit Tree might also play an important role in this.

Amidst such thoughts, he already had some plans in mind, but still needed to wait for the future to test them out.

Night descended like a slowly unfurling ink-wash landscape painting, stars scattered throughout, like candles flickering in an ancient temple.

Distant mountains, dark as ink, met the horizon; beneath the cover of night, they appeared even more vast and indistinct.

In the sky, the bright moon hung high like a disk, casting a clear and lustrous glow.

Out of caution,
Jiang Hui did not hurry to plant the Ginseng Fruit Tree at the moment of the full moon,
Instead, he waited until the moon was completely full to take out the Ginseng Fruit Tree and then very carefully planted it next to the World Tree.

The small plant, like a potted seedling, as soon as it touched the soil, seemed to come alive in an instant, and took root within.

Jiang Hui could sense.

In an instant, the root system of the Ginseng Fruit Tree spread out at least tens of thousands of meters, intertwining with the thick and firm layers of soil, wriggling as they pushed the roots deeper and farther.

The longest of these main roots had even wrapped around the roots of the World Tree.

Leaves on the World Tree trembled slightly, branches swayed, rustling softly, as if those tremors signified countless eras fading away.

The World Tree did not reject the minor movements of the Ginseng Fruit Tree.

It wasn't that the world could not sense it.

Although such supreme spirit plants have an extraordinarily difficult time assuming human form, they become sentient very quickly, and as soon as they sprout from the seed, they possess intelligence not inferior to the Human Race.

But it still allowed the Ginseng Fruit Tree's roots to interweave with its own, mainly because the Ginseng Fruit Tree was also exceptionally rare, a Treasure Plant seldom seen in the world.

Under the shade of the World Tree, the Ginseng Fruit Tree thrived robustly, and concurrently, the World Tree could use the rules within the Ginseng Fruit Tree to accelerate its own growth, perfecting its Great Taoist Rule, making the universe it condensed more invulnerable and of a higher level.

This mutual cultivation benefited both parties.

As the Ginseng Fruit Tree took root in the soil, an invisible ripple, like waves at sea, spread from it in an instant.

Then he didn't need to manage it anymore, just needed to wait patiently.

When the time comes, the Ginseng Fruit Tree will naturally grow into a mature tree, and by then, he can harvest a full three thousand Ginseng fruits.

Eating one would extend one's lifespan by 47,000 years; even if one could only consume ten, that would be 470,000 years. Some Sect Hierarchs do not live that long, and it would already be considered a transformation of rivers and mountains.

Most importantly, the lifespan-extending effect of the Ginseng Fruit does not differentiate between realms; as long as one has not reached Immortality, even those at the Supreme Peak would experience the same effect.

His gaze shifted away from the slightly glowing Ginseng Fruit Tree, and suddenly thinking of something, Jiang Hui couldn't help but smile knowingly, “It might be a good idea to have that Mischievous Monkey come and watch over it.”

This was not some sort of twisted amusement.

A Spirit Plant like the Ginseng Fruit Tree, inherently possessing extraordinary sentience, if cared for until it matures, the caretaker can also achieve significant progress at the moment it becomes a tree.

With that thought, Jiang Hui's figure flickered, a breeze brushed his face, transforming into shapeless waves, and he directly arrived atop a massive peak.

On the summit, various majestic buildings stood, with structures arranged intricately, eaves turning up at the corners, beams and painted rafters – it was the Imperial Horse Superintendancy where the Stone Monkey that sprang out from the Nuwa Sky Repair Stone resided.

Chapter end

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