"Young Master!" Qing Lin cried out, her slender waist twisting as she leaped forward in several quick bursts, landing before Liu Xi—but before she could reach him, an invisible force stopped her in place. She tried several times to approach, even channeling her Dou Qi, yet no matter how much power she used, she couldn't break through the barrier that encased him. She turned sharply toward the Bodhisattva Ancient Tree, her expression hardening.
Her face was cold as frost, her eyes clear and sharp with killing intent. The Jade Snake Three-Flower Pupils faintly emerged in her pupils as crimson mist surged around her, a violent killing aura surging from within her delicate body. "Bodhisattva Ancient Tree, release Young Master now!"
The tree's branches trembled slightly, scratching its canopy in confusion. With its incomplete intelligence, it truly couldn't understand why this female being was so agitated.
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Well, if it couldn't understand, it simply wouldn't think about it. The joy of being brainless was something only it could experience.
The branches swung lightly, moving with an unstoppable might, and in Qing Lin's startled gaze, one branch gently tapped her forehead. Instantly, the light in her beautiful eyes dimmed; the Jade Snake Three-Flower Pupils vanished, replaced by a hollow emptiness. Her consciousness was pulled out and merged into Liu Xi's reincarnation.
This was the Hundred Lifetimes Reincarnation that the Bodhisattva Ancient Tree had prepared for Liu Xi—an endless cycle of a hundred lives, each one tempering wisdom and spirit, granting the potential to one day reach the Dou Di realm. Liu Xi was naturally the main protagonist of this reincarnation, but with the vast power of the ancient tree, adding one more soul into the cycle was nothing. Qing Lin, by following Liu Xi, had the fortune of joining his reincarnation as a companion.
The branches swayed, coiling around Liu Xi's body and waist, gently drawing him toward the tree's emerald trunk. A cushion woven from divine branches drifted forward, carrying him upon it, while Qing Lin was placed softly into his arms. The trunk shimmered, a verdant light rippling outward as the two of them were slowly absorbed within. A sacred, boundless aura filled with wisdom spread from the Bodhisattva Ancient Tree, and the entire space grew silent save for the soft rustle of leaves above.
While peace enveloped this place, the outside world was anything but calm. At the very moment the Bodhisattva Ancient Tree expelled the Dou Di's resentment, its pure and sacred energy swept through the entire Ancient Wasteland Region, expanding without limit. Even beyond the borders of the region, countless cultivators could feel the extraordinary pulse of that energy, and anyone with a trace of understanding knew what it meant—
The Bodhisattva Ancient Tree had achieved sainthood!
Legends told that a 2-Star Dou Zun once received the Bodhisattva Ancient Tree's blessing and obtained the divine treasure known as the Bodhisattva Heart, then ascended to the Dou Saint realm within just five years. Such miraculous transformation was enough to ignite the greed of all cultivators across the Central Plains. Fear of the Ancient Wasteland's dangers could no longer restrain them; countless strongmen surged toward it, eager to seize their chance at enlightenment.
In particular, the countless experts who had gathered in the northeastern part of Central Plains for the Spatial Trade Fair were among the first to act. The moment they sensed that sacred fluctuation, the trade fair itself lost all importance—what was a few treasures compared to the Bodhisattva Ancient Tree?
The three great sects hosting the event—Mysterious Space Sect, Ground Line Gate, and Reflecting Treasure Mountain—were left frustrated and baffled. They couldn't comprehend why the Bodhisattva Ancient Tree, which had remained dormant for so long, would suddenly display such dramatic activity. Yet there was nothing they could do. The trade fair was postponed indefinitely; even the most stubborn sect leaders knew that compared to the Bodhisattva Ancient Tree, nothing else mattered.
Within half a month, the entire Central Plains was in uproar. Every major faction—both those standing proudly in the open and those hidden for generations—dispatched their strongest cultivators toward the Ancient Wasteland Region to compete for the divine tree.
Nor was this limited to human powers. Even the Ancient Clans that had long remained secluded could not resist the temptation. They sent their peak Dou Zun youths into the wilderness. For these clans, adding another Dou Saint was to gain another pillar of strength.
The entire continent was now in motion, surging with ambition and greed. Meanwhile, within the reincarnation realm, Liu Xi was enduring countless trials—his consciousness reborn again and again—while by his side, his loyal companion followed through every life without fail.
Across the Central Plains, armies of experts advanced: Dou Zuns, Dou Zongs, even Dou Huangs, all driven by the desire to seize the Bodhisattva Ancient Tree's fortune. The ancient dangers of the region no longer deterred them.
The first barrier was the Poison Miasma Swamp, teeming with venomous insects. Even Dou Zun experts who entered carelessly were devoured alive, their bodies becoming hives for the creatures, their Dou Qi serving as nourishment. Only a fraction survived to set foot deeper into the Ancient Wasteland, where true horrors awaited.
There, beasts of Dou Zun rank and above roamed freely. Descendants of ancient bloodlines—ferocious, primal, unmatched in brutality. Though not every one could rival the Ancient Heaven Demon Python, each was far more savage than any creature of the outer world.
Even Liu Xi, before entering reincarnation, had faced dozens of such assaults. The cruelty of these beasts was unimaginable, and even peak Dou Zuns had to move with extreme caution.
At last, after countless deaths, the explorers uncovered the Ancient Region Stage, where the strongest of the continent had gathered. Among them stood the peak 9-Star Dou Zun geniuses—Hun Yu of the Hun Clan, Gu Xun'er of the Gu Clan, and Jiu Feng of the Heaven Demon Phoenix Tribe—each radiating ancestral power. Their bloodlines made them stand above all others.
The elites of the continent had converged, yet even among them, these prodigies shone brightest.
Hidden in a dark corner, three cloaked old men watched from the shadows. Their auras were neither weak nor strong, just enough to mask their true strength. Leering with vulgar smiles, they whispered filthy comments about the beautiful women among the crowd—none more than Gu Xun'er, whose beauty eclipsed every other woman on the stage. But though their lustful tongues ran freely, even these lecherous old demons knew their limits. They wouldn't dare touch a woman of her status; to do so was to court death.
Standing beside Gu Xun'er was a young man with cold eyes and a calm expression—Xiao Yan. His gaze occasionally flickered toward Hun Yu, filled with quiet killing intent. His aura wasn't weak either—around a 7-Star Dou Zun—and in just over a year, he had advanced five stars, an achievement worthy of any genius.
At that moment, Hun Yu stepped forward, his tone smooth and composed, a gentle smile curving his lips as his voice carried across the field.
"Everyone, we've gathered here for the same purpose—the Bodhisattva Ancient Tree. But before us lies the Beast Tide. If we can't break through it, none of us will ever see the tree." He spread his hands, radiating calm authority. "So, I propose that we join forces temporarily and face the Beast Tide together. To show my sincerity, the Hun Clan will take the lead. That's all I have to say."
He paused, his smile unwavering, his gaze sweeping across the gathered experts. "Now—who agrees, and who objects?"
(End of Chapter)
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