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.

for mindless slaughter, this isn't for you.] My name is Ye Shu, and I'm a transmigrator. It seems I'm supposed to be the protagonist, but that feels pretty unlikely. This world has been invaded by a system. The antagonists on the other side have suddenly become pure, flawless saints. The female leads have been force-fed the so-called "original plot," making them think they've been reborn. Now, everyone thinks I'm scum. Including the old lady in my ring. And here I am, in the Monster Beast Mountain Range, braising pork. To put my situation in perspective— It's as if, the moment Xiao Yan stepped into the Monster Beast Mountain Range, the Soul Emperor already knew he would become the Flame Emperor, and Yao Lao had been turned to the enemy's side. I have nothing right now. Oh wait, that's not true. I do have a white-haired loli child-bride who's the Heavenly Dao, and her only skill is acting cute. So, tell me guys... what are my chances of making it to the end?

young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."

m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”