"Dragon Apricot..."
The Nine Sacrifices Spiritual Body, dressed in a pale yellow palace gown, her long skirt flowing, looked sowhat delicate and weak as her updo appeared slightly disheveled.
She knew Dragon Apricot.
She never expected Xu Xiaoshou's words to be true, that this Apricot Realm already possessed a World Tree and yet forcibly demanded her as well.
But her relationship with Dragon Apricot was rely a nodding acquaintance!
Among the Ancestral Trees, even though there were only nine of them, so truly were not well-acquainted.
In this unfamiliar place, without soone to rely on, staying here felt truly unsettling.
"Do not fear."
The Dragon Apricot Spirit seed to sense sothing, turning its head. Its dragon face softened unexpectedly:
"Xu Xiaoshou won't act recklessly. He treats people very well, and the sa goes for tree leaves."
"I, I am also a good tree..."
"I, I will be good to you too..."
With Dragon Apricot Spirit slightly tilting its head, the Nine Sacrifices Spiritual Body caught sight of green branches swaying in the wind not far away. They looked sowhat familiar.
She froze.
And then, she suddenly recalled sothing.
After all, decades for the long lifespan of an Ancestral Tree were truly not that much, and the most significant mories wouldn't easily fade.
The Nine Sacrifices Spiritual Body tightly clutched at the hem of her skirt. As she leaned sideways to look past the Dragon Apricot Spirit into the distance, her swan-like neck appeared elegant and slender. Her beautiful eyes sparkled with a sudden light, and she exclaid in a low, astonished voice:
"Senior Liu, have you recovered?"
Huh?
The Dragon Apricot Spirit, who was still admiring the swan-like neck, widened its eyes in shock and froze like stone.
...
"I'll strike you down!"
"I swear I'll strike you down!"
"You shadowy Ghost Willow! You're just relying on so innate tree talents, a naturally elegant deanor, a tall and slender figure, branches that sway smoothly, and on top of that, you've been worshipped by the Ancestral God a few tis... That's all! That's all! What else do you have? You have nothing!"
"If we're talking about power, I now have more strength than you. In terms of ti, I ca earlier than you. This Apricot Realm is mine, it's mine... Nine Sacrifices Gui, don't stop —I'll uproot him right now."
"I'll throw him back to the Shengshen Continent. I will protect you, you don't have to..."
"Gui'er! Nine Sacrifices Gui! Why are you shielding him? I'm the one who truly wants to protect you! That tree!"
"Noisy."
"What? What did you say? Did you dare call noisy? ! Wah..."
When Xu Xiaoshou dispatched Jin Ren to enter the Apricot Realm, the very words he heard first were the Dragon Apricot Spirit's heart-wrenching cries of breakdown.
Good thing I'm here... Jin Ren pinched the bridge of his nose and let out a bitter laugh. diating these kinds of ssy affairs was what he did best.
Upon landing, there was no sign of the broken Ghost Willow placed under divine worship, but in the vicinity of the Herb Garden of Divine Farr, a tender green weeping willow swayed gracefully.
Compared to the Dragon Apricot's trunk, as thick as a millstone, it must be said: this one was truly slender, tall, and dignified.
A world among trees, is it this complicated too...
Jin Ren's eyelids twitched faintly, but he said nothing.
He could sense it. Right now, the number of World Trees was no longer just one—there were two.
"Xu Xiaoshou!"
Seeing the "Master of the World" finally arrive, a flood of emotions rose in the Dragon Apricot Spirit, who was about to storm forward in anger when its innate spiritual quality suddenly heightened in awareness.
It realized all at once that to anger Xu Xiaoshou at this mont would essentially be pushing him toward Ghost Willow's side.
I am but an Ancestral Tree.
But he is the Leader of the Ancestral Trees.
Even though the two were currently in different states, over the long haul, if I were Xu Xiaoshou, who would I choose?
"Shou!"
With righteous indignation, the Dragon Apricot Spirit stord up to Xu Xiaoshou, its expression turning bitter as it burst into weeping: "You can't do this, you mustn't be so heartless and unfaithful, so fickle and unkind!"
"Why are you crying?" Jin Ren lowered his voice, tilting the corner of his lips slightly upward. "Look, your goddess is right behind —I brought her here for you. Why the tears?"
"Huh..."
The flood in the Dragon Apricot Spirit's gaze stopped abruptly.
From Xu Xiaoshou's deanor and expressions, it beca evident—he stood on its side. With friendships secured, this matter could be easily resolved.
With newfound confidence, the "tree" naturally exuded traces of masculine boldness. The Dragon Apricot Spirit waved a dragon claw and addressed the Lord of the Apricot Realm in a commanding tone:
"You better explain yourself clearly—how will this matter be resolved?"
The Nine Sacrifices Spiritual Body looked panic-stricken, weakly curling up behind the Nine Sacrifices Osmanthus. Though adjacent to Dragon Apricot, it was clear she leaned slightly toward Ghost Willow.
After all, in this Apricot Realm, Ghost Willow was the one she was more familiar with—it made perfect sense.
That one doesn't need attention... Jin Ren could see with a glance that with the Nine Sacrifices Osmanthus's personality, she wouldn't stir up any trouble. She was undoubtedly soone who'd naturally integrate as they ca along. Forcefully taking her was indeed the right move.
But Ghost Willow...
Slightly narrowing his eyes, Jin Ren turned his gaze to the weeping willow.
This one must be the true source of the turmoil, right?
Before he could speak, a tall and slender figure dressed in a dark green long robe materialized behind Ghost Willow. His aura was cold, tinged with a frail weakness typical of soone recovering from severe injuries—reminiscent of that sickly young master, Xu Gusheng.
It was clear he held a certain respect for Xu Xiaoshou, yet he refrained from overly adhering to formalities. One hand gently cradling the Willow Branch Dark Bead near his abdon, the other naturally hanging by his side, he slightly inclined his head to the "Master of the World" who had just arrived and spoke:
"Dragon Apricot loves slumber, Nine Sacrifices prefers tranquility, I excel at battle."
The Dragon Apricot Spirit's eyes flared with alarm, about to argue sothing but stopped short.
The Nine Sacrifices Osmanthus, however, blushed deeply. Her rosy lips tightened as she bashfully lowered her head to the side.
What he said... was simply the truth. Jin Ren felt a sudden spark of interest.
To be honest, encountering frivolous Ancestral Trees was not uncommon.
But one with such intelligence—knowing what he wanted, speaking with such precision, and being so acutely aware of the situation he was in—was rare.
The Dao Qiongcang of the Ancestral Tree Realm?
And skilled in battle, so kind of divine-path hybrid?
"Dragon Apricot excels at blessings, bestowing strength, useful for people; Nine Sacrifices gathers fortune, stabilizing the Dao, aiding paths; I can ensure this realm's perpetual existence, rivaling the Shengshen Continent, serving everything."
The Dragon Apricot Spirit was huffing angrily, its dragon whiskers flaring wildly in all directions.
The Nine Sacrifices Spiritual Body tilted her gaze toward Shadow of Liu, her chest heaving as her heart pounded furiously. Beneath the calm expression of the Leader of Ancestral Trees, she caught a glimpse of a storm suppressed but ready to erupt.
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