Chapter 229: The Willow God

I'll give you a little hope too.

As the Willow God spoke, she let fall a single drop of liquid.

She had originally possessed only one branch, but now another bud had grown, from which she gave Fang Yu one drop of liquid.

From this drop of liquid, Fang Yu sensed a rich surge of life energy, and within it, a complex and mysterious array—seemingly, if he refined this drop, he would gain a supreme divine art.

"Thank you, Elder."

Fang Yu's face lit up with joy; he sat cross-legged again, preparing to fully refine the drop of liquid.

The Willow God said nothing more, as if sinking once more into slumber.

In the Stone Village, the willow tree swayed gently in the wind, its other movements gone still.

"Hope. Give others hope, and they may, in turn, bring you hope."

Fang Yu sensed everything in the Stone Village, as if he could feel the Willow God slipping back into slumber, and so he began refining her drop of liquid.

Though merely a single drop, its concentrated wood qi was unimaginable; as Fang Yu slowly refined it, his Great Divine Art: Heavenly Wood Method instantly reached perfect completion.

A great array rose slowly, brimming with dense wood qi, which drifted gently into Fang Yu's liver, instantly causing his entire body to radiate a gentle yet powerful aura.

His magic power surged at breakneck speed at this moment.

Yet this was not the most critical part—after Fang Yu fully perfected the Heavenly Wood Method, a complex web of runes appeared before him, shifting endlessly until it solidified into a golden willow branch.

Yes, a golden willow branch.

This branch resembled the Willow God's own, imbued with her Dao and Law inheritance; after Fang Yu consecrated it, it merged once more into his mind.

Four hundred eighty thousand Xuan Huang Fire Horses' strength.

Five hundred thousand Xuan Huang Fire Horses' strength.

Five hundred fifty thousand Xuan Huang Fire Horses' strength!

Fang Yu's magic power surged violently, reaching five hundred fifty thousand strength.

"Good, good, good—now only fire and wood have reached perfect completion in the Five Elements; my strength has already reached five hundred fifty thousand Xuan Huang Fire Horses' strength."

Fang Yu felt his body: within it, the supreme fire art, Haozhen True Fire, and the great wood art, Heavenly Wood Method, were now fully perfected; the great gold art, Great Freedom Mystical Golden Sword Qi, had reached minor completion; the water art, Ten Thousand Waters Divine Scripture, and the great earth art had barely been cultivated.

Time—he lacked time above all else.

After all, the Great Division Technique of the Three Thousand Great Dao paths lacked sufficient space laws to cultivate; if he could bring this Dao to perfect completion, his power would rise dramatically.

Fang Yu continued his cultivation.

Yet outside the Stone Village, things seemed unsettled; occasional beast roars shook the heavens, making the mountains tremble and boulders roll.

"Chief, that terrifying Suanni deep in the mountains is likely near death—it's been roaring and struggling lately."

Some young men from the Stone Village reported this to Shi Yunfeng.

"That's a true ancient anomaly—if we could obtain its corpse and extract its true blood, carving its primordial runes, it would be like unlocking a staggering treasure."

The young men of the Stone Village were thrilled.

A Suanni was priceless; its entire body was a treasure—who wouldn't want it?

"It's so tempting—I'd give anything to rush there and seize its true blood and primordial runes."

Some youths in the clan clenched their fists eagerly.

"That Suanni isn't something we can handle—even if it's dying, it's still the lord of the forests. But I think our Stone Village won't take long before a child can stand against it."

Shi Yunfeng's gaze turned to the little one nearby, Shi Hao; though still tiny, his strength was growing rapidly, especially in spiritual cultivation—he possessed great talent, his spiritual force increasing steadily, and now he could master various primordial runes and wield immense power.

"Boom!"

At that moment, high above the clouds, a giant bird shimmered with cold light—the Azure Scaled Eagle—snatched up a massive Fire Rhino and hurled it with a thunderous crash outside the village.

"It's Aunt Azure Scaled—she's brought more prey for the three little ones."

The villagers weren't surprised by this sight; the little one ran over, dragged the Fire Rhino into the village, and the young men immediately began processing it.

The little one also fed the cooked Fire Rhino meat to the three little birds.

"Grow fast, Little Purple—you'll take me deep into the mountains soon."

The little one hugged their necks, blinking his big eyes with hopeful expression; then he moved his hand, and a silver moon appeared from his palm—gentle and sacred, circling him, making him seem strangely holy.

"Ah! I see more clearly now—in that palace on the moon lives a giant bird. Could it be Ziyun's, Dapeng's ancestor?"

The little one suddenly understood another change—he now knew the origin of Ziyun's racial inheritance.

"Little One is so amazing—his strength is already enough to fight the primordial beasts in the mountains."

The children who saw this were all envious.

"The ancient demonic avians were absolutely terrifying; for our Stone Village to inherit such a divine art is truly fortunate. Such things are called Divine Arts—sacred techniques that every race guards jealously!"

Old Chief Shi Yunfeng was also delighted.

He naturally knew that Fang Yu, the Young Master, had already mastered this Divine Art—but Fang Yu was Fang Yu, and Little One was Little One; Little One's rapid progress filled him with boundless joy.

"I wonder how that Suanni in the mountains is doing—if we could obtain its Divine Art, it would be a tremendous opportunity for us."

"The stronger the ancient relic beast, the less it allows its secret techniques to be leaked—it might destroy them before death."

The old chief shook his head.

This was why humans rarely obtained the Divine Art inheritance of ancient ferocious beasts—they'd rather destroy it than let others take it.

"I hope that old Suanni doesn't destroy it—but we can't control that."

Shi Linhu spoke, also shaking his head.

"The Suanni's Divine Art inheritance."

Beneath the Willow God's tree, Fang Yu awoke from cultivation; his eyes pierced directly from the Stone Village into the depths of Dashan, seeing the Suanni.

"Let the Divine Art inheritance remain here."

Fang Yu reached out lightly; a golden willow branch appeared from his hand and instantly arrived at the Suanni's cultivation site.

The next moment, the golden willow branch shattered the old Suanni—but the Divine Art inheritance was left behind.

"The treasure art inheritance is already in hand."