Chương 21: The World Tree

Fang Yang had long since given up hope; he was simply persisting because he was already here. This time, he felt particularly relaxed.

He even managed to snag a lowly magical artifact; he thought nothing could disappoint him more.

Whoosh!

Time flies, a month has passed, and the Wanbao River has once again experienced fluctuations.

call out!

A green light shot into the sky, and before the treasure could surface, the shadow of a divine tree appeared on the river.

This divine tree is not large in size; it appears to be still in its growth stage. However, even in its growth stage, it has transcended the barriers between worlds, bringing its aura to the primordial world.

From Fang Yang's perspective, he saw a giant tree, over a thousand meters tall, rising. Without hesitation, a ball of purple lightning rose around him, and divine thunder exploded, its power strengthening his arm.

Rumble!

The giant tree struggled and resisted, trying to escape. Fang Yang's power and the giant tree's power clashed fiercely across the Wanbao River, causing the river to overflow and towering waves to surge.

"Good, good, another big shipment has arrived. Undying Demon God Technique, activate!"

Fang Yang activated his profound technique, and mysterious runes crawled all over his body. His muscles bulged instantly, and his figure grew taller as he released the power of his physical body.

The Undying Demon God Technique not only increases the upper limit of mana, but also increases physical strength and power.

With the combined power of his physical body, magic, and innate spiritual treasure, Fang Yang instantly became a warrior of unparalleled strength and might.

He roared and pulled, and the river surface exploded, the water column shot up three thousand miles high, and out of it emerged a divine tree.

This sacred tree is lush and verdant, every branch brimming with power, and every leaf covered with runes of the Great Dao.

When it landed on Fang Yang's giant palm, he could barely support it. He exerted a great deal of strength to lift the divine tree. Even so, the space beneath his feet was compressed, creating numerous tiny cracks.

"This is the World Tree!"

The moment Fang Yang touched the divine tree, his eyes lit up. He discerned its origin; the divine tree was actually the World Tree, capable of bearing the Fruit of the World.

Legend has it that the World Tree is such a magical tree. Its fruit is a spiritual fruit, and it is also the world itself.

Even more mysteriously, if the World Tree were to fully mature, it could expand into a vast world like the Primordial World within the Chaos Realm.

Fang Yang looked at the World Tree with envy.

He simply couldn't cultivate the World Tree to that extent. For the World Tree to grow, it needed to be fed countless amounts of World Essence.

The principle of "you are what you eat" is a fundamental rule of the world's arts. However, the World Tree is absolutely capable of bearing the power of the four fundamental elements: earth, fire, water, and wind!

This is what Fang Yang likes most.

Fang Yang wanted this ability from the World Tree. Moreover, the World Tree's Great Dao of the World and Fang Yang's Origin Dao of Heaven and Earth were opposite.

The opposite is not necessarily a bad thing; on the contrary, the Great Daos are more likely to complement and grow together. By observing the Great Daos of the world, Fang Yang can more easily perfect his own Dao of the Origin of Heaven and Earth.

"Thank you for the gift from the Great God Pangu, thank you for the protection of Heaven, thank you for the secret support of Ancestor Hongjun, and thank you for the blessing from my teacher."

Fang Yang was still very polite. He held the World Tree in one hand and cupped his other hand in a strange gesture to express his gratitude to his superiors.

As for the Great Way, he did not express his gratitude.

Pangu, the Great God, is an adversary of the Great Dao. How would Pangu, a being of this primordial world, think if he went to thank the Great Dao?

Fang Yang never believed that the Great God Pangu was dead.

The way of the great god Pangu is to create heaven and earth. As long as the primordial world exists, the way of creating heaven and earth will endure.

Pangu, the Great God, did not perish, so how could he die?

He believed that the Three Pure Ones, Houtu Niangniang, the Wu tribe, and even the primordial world were all anchor points left behind in the present world by the Great God Pangu.

The great god Pangu can return to this world at any time through these entities.

Fang Yang knew that these big shots must have received his thanks. After thanking them, he took out the Yin-Yang Gourd and put the World Tree inside.

His cultivation level was somewhat insufficient to sustain the World Tree for an extended period. Only innate spiritual treasures could lend him a helping hand.

Having obtained the World Tree, Fang Yang's trip to the Myriad Manifestations Pavilion came to a perfect end. He didn't know when he would return.

Whoosh!

A bolt of lightning flashed and tore through the void, rushing out of the Myriad Manifestations Pavilion. Next, he was going to the Myriad Laws Pavilion to copy some scriptures.

His main goal was to replicate some Taoist scriptures personally written by Hongjun Laozu and the Three Pure Ones, as well as classic texts on cultivating and nurturing immortal plants.

These great figures personally compiled Taoist scriptures that cover all aspects of the Great Tao of Heaven and Earth. After studying them, they greatly benefited his understanding of the Tao of the origin of Heaven and Earth.

As for the texts on cultivating and nurturing immortal plants, they are used to cultivate divine rice. However, these texts can only be used as references. Fang Yang still needs to go to the Eastern Celestial Realm to study and further his knowledge on how to cultivate divine rice.

The people of Dongjitian are the true experts in the study of plants; even the Great Emperor Shennong could not surpass them in this field.

Wanfa Pavilion is a world of books, filled with the fragrance of books.

The Master of the Heavens wasn't incapable of inscribing jade slips; he simply believed that written texts on paper were better able to convey the essence of Taoism and emotion. While the images created from jade slips were complete, they lacked the essence of Taoism and failed to reflect the author's state of mind and insights.

Looking out, the Myriad Laws Pavilion stretched as far as the eye could see, with countless bookshelves reaching into the sky, filled with celestial books and scrolls radiating an aura of immortality.

Fang Yang flashed and appeared in front of a bookshelf containing information about spiritual roots and divine trees. He wanted to see if there were any other ways to cultivate the World Tree besides the methods he knew.

When Fang Yang entered the Myriad Laws Pavilion, deep within the library, a female immortal was compiling scriptures. She wielded her large brush, leaving behind lines of profound and mysterious text.

"Burn my broken body, in the blazing holy fire. What joy is there in life, what sorrow in death? Joy and sorrow, all return to dust. Pity the people of this world, for they suffer so much."

This woman was none other than the Holy Mother Wudang. The Holy Mother Wudang hoped that her ideas would be seen by more disciples of the Jie Sect, so she compiled many scriptures in the Wanfa Pavilion.

When an outer disciple made a contribution, she would reward the disciple with these scriptures.

The Holy Mother of Wudang was engrossed in writing her own "White Lotus Sutra of No Birth," immersed in the vacuum homeland she described, and was so unaware that Fang Yang had entered the Ten Thousand Laws Pavilion.

Fang Yang noticed that someone was writing a book, but he wasn't one to meddle in other people's business, so he pretended not to see it.