After listening to Old Turtle recount what had happened between him and Gu Changsheng, Mo Tianxiao sighed with some emotion.
Elder Gu was quite a renowned figure in his youth as well.
To think he actually disguised himself for hundreds of years just for a heavenly treasure. With such perseverance, he fully deserved his success.
Although what Elder Gu did was somewhat unethical, Old Turtle's attitude wasn't too angry; instead, it carried a hint of nostalgia.
Looking at it this way, the difficulty of asking the demon race for the Battle Saint Blood on this trip had decreased significantly.
However, in the next second, Old Turtle seemed to see right through his inner thoughts, and his aged voice rang out.
"Kid, once we get there, you're on your own. Not all demons are as easy to talk to as I am."
Old Turtle's eyes carried a trace of schadenfreude as he teased, "You probably don't know how favored Huang Xiaoyao is among the demon race. If those hot-tempered guys find out that Huang Xiaoyao treats a human so well, you're going to suffer."
His words carried a profound implication, making Mo Tianxiao tense up as he smiled stiffly, "The senior demons wouldn't go too far against a human junior like me, right?"
"Brother Tianxiao, don't worry. I've got your back. Whoever dares to be impolite to you, I'll be impolite to them!"
Huang Xiaoyao patted her chest, making a thumping sound, her words full of righteous loyalty.
"Hehehe, old fogeys like me might not do anything to you, but the other juniors are different. The demon race is also a place that respects strength..."
Old Turtle's half-smiling expression gave Mo Tianxiao the creeps.
But he didn't care too much. If it was only the younger generation, he didn't fear anyone, and demonic beasts were no exception.
Traveling at the speed of a Saint King realm great demon, the group quickly entered the core region of the Hundred Thousand Mountains. Along the way, Mo Tianxiao saw many demonic beasts on the ground looking up at them as they passed, their eyes holding a trace of awe.
After entering the core region, Feng Jiu's speed gradually slowed down as they headed towards the very center.
Soon, an abrupt giant tree came into view. In front of this giant tree, those ancient trees thousands of meters high seemed as small as children.
The trunk of the giant tree shot straight into the sky like a pillar supporting the world, its top completely out of sight. Beneath its thick roots lay a vast lake, blending seamlessly with the giant tree.
Seeing such a massive ancient tree, Mo Tianxiao and Yun Sangyi's eyes were instantly filled with shock.
Mo Tianxiao stared intently at the giant tree before him, his astonishment beyond words. Just what kind of tree could grow this huge?
If someone told him this was the World Tree, he would totally believe it!
Huang Xiaoyao seemed to notice their shock and smilingly explained, "This is Grandpa Tree. Grandpa Tree is even older than Grandpa Turtle."
"I'll secretly tell Brother Tianxiao a secret. Although Grandpa Tree is only a Quasi-Emperor expert, within the core area of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, even a Great Emperor expert is no match for Grandpa Tree!"
Seeing Huang Xiaoyao casually revealing the demon race's secret to a human kid, Old Turtle's mouth twitched, his heart aching even more.
Was there anything more agonizing than the precious cabbage raised at home favoring an outside piglet?
"That powerful?"
Mo Tianxiao's face showed disbelief. The gap between a Quasi-Emperor and an ordinary peak Saint King was already huge, yet this ancient tree could actually defeat a Great Emperor expert with a Quasi-Emperor body?
He instantly activated his Appraisal Eye, gazing at the towering ancient tree.
Name: Gu Cunmang (Heaven-Reaching Divine Tree)
Cultivation: Peak Saint King (Quasi-Emperor)
Luck Level: Gold
Aptitude: Infinite Growth
Profile: Plane Tree. Cultivation naturally grows over time until it reaches the limit the plane can accommodate. Heaven-reaching combat power; within its domain, it can fight across tiers.
The dazzling golden luck instantly stung Mo Tianxiao's eyes.
The first Quasi-Emperor expert he had encountered in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, and the second golden luck!
Its aptitude was actually infinite growth?!
When he saw the words infinite growth, Mo Tianxiao almost bit his tongue off. What kind of aptitude was this? Wasn't it too exaggerated?
Fortunately, after seeing the subsequent information, he calmed down.
He never expected this ancient tree to actually be the legendary Plane Tree. This identity was far more precious than a Child of Destiny. According to the ancient texts he had read before, throughout the entire Xuanhuang Realm, there had only ever been one Heaven-Reaching Divine Tree.
No one knew where this divine tree was located; he didn't expect to actually see it in the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
No wonder no one knew. Any human who could make it here would have to be at least a Quasi-Emperor, right?
If the information was true, even a Quasi-Emperor wouldn't be enough to look at in front of this ancient tree.
As time passed, its cultivation naturally grew until it reached the limit of the plane.
That meant this ancient tree's cultivation was bound to the upper limit of the Xuanhuang Realm. It had once been a Great Emperor, or perhaps an existence even above a Great Emperor.
It was just that as time went by, the upper limit of the Xuanhuang Realm gradually decreased, causing its cultivation to drop as well.
To summarize it simply: this tree was invincible in the Xuanhuang Realm.
Moreover, as long as it was moved to a higher-plane world, it would also grow to the limit of that world over time.
Fortunately, the introduction to the Heaven-Reaching Divine Tree in ancient texts stated that it was the spine of a plane. From the moment of its birth, it was destined to be immobile. It could only exist in a fixed place for all eternity until the plane naturally perished.
At least from ancient times until now, no existence capable of transplanting the Heaven-Reaching Divine Tree had ever appeared.
Mo Tianxiao swallowed hard, truly shocked beyond measure.
To think that the Hundred Thousand Mountains hid such an old antique of this caliber, an absolute behemoth.
He simply couldn't imagine how old this tree was. Perhaps it had existed since the Xuanhuang Realm came into being.
"Brother Tianxiao, don't be afraid. Grandpa Tree doesn't belong to the demon race and won't interfere in our affairs. Of course, if the demon race ever faces a disaster of extermination, Grandpa Tree will protect us."
The demon race had lived in the Hundred Thousand Mountains for generations, treating this Heaven-Reaching Divine Tree as their guardian deity.
And this divine tree had witnessed the rise and fall of countless experts of the demon race. During this time, it also received much care from the demon race, which at least made it less lonely. Gradually, the two sides became inseparable.
Mo Tianxiao nodded. The strength of the Hundred Thousand Mountains was simply terrifying.
Beside him, Yun Sangyi had long been shocked speechless, her originally soft and delicate body now incredibly stiff.
She was wondering: now that she knew so many secrets of the demon race, could she still leave safely?
Could she just give up on this mission? She didn't want to do it anymore; she wanted to go home!
Swish!
Feng Jiu lightly flapped its wings and flew towards the sky. After entering the clouds, the majestic body of the divine tree became even more shocking. Countless branches and leaves almost completely occupied the entire sky.
Many demons lived on the thick branches.
Some saw Feng Jiu's figure, looked up for a glance, and then paid no more attention.
The tribes living here were, without exception, the ones with the strongest bloodlines among the demon race.
Six-Winged Golden Rocs, Desolate Flame Heavenly Bulls, Earth Bears, Golden Flame Holy Lions, Heavenly Light Thunder Tigers, and various other races with powerful bloodlines.
Among them, the Golden Flame Holy Lions and Heavenly Light Thunder Tigers were the races that Little Lion and Little Tiger belonged to.
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