Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity - Chapter 412

Chapter 412: Chapter 317: Only Immortals Live Forever (First Update)_1

Liu Village, tranquil and serene, with small bridges over flowing streams, surrounded by rivers.

From a distance, the village is surrounded by mountains and adorned with green waters, presenting a picturesque scene.

At this moment.

Not far from the village, through the dense mist, one could vaguely see two huge cave dwellings.

The caves were enormous, each spanning over several kilometers, hidden within an unknown spatial rift, concealed between illusory and reality, invisible to outsiders.

Inside one of these ancient caves right now.

Divine light shone down, like the first rays of dawn, or like specks of moonlight…

Within the conflux of all the light, an old man stood with a skinny body, black skin, a mouth full of yellow teeth, frosty white temples, his whole body exuding a sense of vicissitude.

If one were to judge by senses alone, it would be hard to link the old man to the Void Path Master, for the aura he exuded was exceedingly ordinary, just like that of a common elderly man heading towards his twilight years.

Truth be told, if it were not for Jiang Hui’s basic detection spell, he might not even have discovered it.

The old man’s disguise was impeccable, be it his hands that showed signs of cracks because of years of hard labor, his old and yellow eyes, or the lonely air he exuded; everything about him made him seem even more like a common elderly man than an actual one.

“Sir, I’m nothing more than an ordinary man, I truly don’t understand the meaning of your words!”

After pondering deeply, the old man gave a wry smile and decided to feign ignorance.

He vaguely figured out the meaning behind this majestic figure’s words, and if he guessed correctly, the man wanted him to submit.

Had it been anyone else, they might have agreed happily, as this was indeed a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity that could potentially change their fate.

But the old man was different.

He was once a creature on par with a Sect Leader Level, and his true form was that of a rare-blooded Golden Heavenly Python. He was noble, supreme, and had broken through to the Void Path Realm tens of thousands of years ago, ruling over countless territories and people, leaving behind his own legend.

Even if one looked at the vast Three Thousand Continents, still he was a presence that could cause tremors with just a stomp of his foot. How could one who stood high above in the past now willingly serve others?!

Even if this “other” was mysterious and powerful to a point that it set his heart pounding.

Who would want to serve if they could lead?

At least for now, he didn’t feel that the man had any irresistible offers or chips to entice him with!

However, the old man was somewhat puzzled, wondering why the figure would suddenly say such a thing.

He didn’t believe it was because of the off-handed mention by the young man. Although in his heart he held fondness for the young man, he was well aware of the boy’s talent, which could only be described as extraordinarily poor. His meridians were narrow, and his absorption speed of spiritual energy was a mere one ten-thousandth of others. What ordinary people could achieve in a day, the young man would need ten thousand days, thirty years of exertion to accomplish.

It was already an immense stroke of luck for a talent like his to be taken in, the old man didn’t think that the boy’s place in the heart of this towering figure was that high!

Did the man see through his identity?

The old man looked slightly surprised, but he immediately dismissed the thought.

He found it hard to believe that the man could see through him, or even that he revealed his own reality.

Despite his fame, the old man didn’t consider himself the most prominent figure of his era. He left behind a scant reputation, but that was about it.

Especially since he had undergone complete change, for over a hundred thousand years, thoroughly altering his looks and stature, it was more than just a simple facial change.

Under the endless passage of those hundred thousand years, that was a splendid and lengthy epic, all his old friends and relatives had fallen.

On top of that, he used a certain precious treasure to hide his Void Path Realm aura. The treasure was obtained from the mythical black fog, and although it was damaged, even the Great Emperor couldn’t investigate it.

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, past instances were like smoke, too distant and lengthy. If after so much effort he could still be seen through, he might as well go hang himself on a crooked old tree.

With these thoughts, the old man’s mind gradually settled.

The issue with the young man’s future had finally been resolved. Though it was due to some fortunate coincidences, giving him an unreal feeling, at least the worry for the boy’s safety in the future had been lifted.

As for him, it was time to settle his remaining personal matters. He had wasted too much time, and if he continues to delay, he was unsure if his body could hold up.

He had lived for too long, so long that even the old man himself had lost count of exactly how many tens of thousands of years. The Supreme was merely a million years old, while he had to be at least sixty ten thousand years old. What a vast span of time that was, with stars collapsing, seas turning into fields, countless revolutions of life and death played out.

“I’ve never liked to force others into submission. If you truly don’t wish to join, so be it, I won’t force you!”

To the old man’s surprise, the towering figure didn’t continue to press the issue, he didn’t even insist, and breezed over it with a single remark.

Jiang Hui was not the type who would dig in his heels over one issue. The old man feigned ignorance repeatedly, clearly showing his reluctance to join the village. Given this, Jiang Hui naturally would not impose upon him.

Between Heaven and Earth, his voice reverberated like a series of deep and muted thunderclaps.

This left the old man somewhat flabbergasted.

He had expected the man to coax him a bit, but didn’t expect him to be so decisive out of the blue.

But it was just as well, because the stunning aura emitting from the towering figure before him was truly oppressive. If the figure insisted, the old man felt there was a good chance he would end up revealing his true strength.

“Sir, I truly don’t understand. Why would you want an old man like me, whose vital energy has almost dried up and is already halfway in his grave, to join you? I’m no more than an old man whose shoulders can’t carry the weight and whose hands can’t lift a thing. I’m likely to return to dust in a few years. Could it really be because of Young Master Li?”

In the end, the old man couldn’t help but voice his question.

He was genuinely curious.

Whether the man’s intention was because of the young man, or because he saw through the old man, causing him to suddenly bring it up.

This had been troubling him, as the man’s words had been very vague, leaving him unable to discern the truth.

“Whether it is or isn’t, what does it matter?”

High above in the boundless sky, Jiang Hui’s eyes cast downwards.

He spoke leisurely, his voice was not loud, nor was his pace speedy, but his words were as startling to the old man as the booming sound of a giant bell.

This was a simple manifestation of divine power, but what startled the old man was that despite employing all his expertise, he was unable to block it.

“I’ve roamed around the world in my heyday, been through numerous mountains and waters, but I’ve never met someone like you Sir, hence my curiosity.”

The old man said.

“In that case, I also have a question in my mind. If you can answer it, I will tell you why.”

“Please, Sir, go ahead.”

“You, who are a revered Void Path Master, why would you stay by the side of an extraordinarily ordinary young man? Could it be, you have some kind of scheme, or is there something on the young man that attracts a Void Path Master?”

In mid-air, a roaring voice emerged once again.