I Am Loaded with Passive Skills

Chapter 3381: Chapter 1685: For Every 1 Chi of the Path’s Height, the Demon is 1 Zhang Taller, The Ancestor Tree Leader Bows With the Sword’s Tip_2

At this moment, although the upper half of his tree body was still slender, it had already taken shape, albeit illusory, it was the embryonic form of new life.

His countless willow branches drooped to the edge of this world, probing into the terrifying Chaotic Mist.

The Apricot Realm had long expanded, vast and boundless.

Although the inhabitable area was significantly large, at the edges, some Chaotic Mist remnants still lingered.

The closer to the edge, the more unstable the Dao, with spatial cracks and storms raging ceaselessly, utterly unsuitable for cultivation.

The problem with the Chaotic Mist that the Dragon Apricot, an Acquired-Stage Ancestral Tree, couldn’t solve, the issue with spatial cracks, the collapse of Dao…

The God Worship Willow, the Ancestral Tree Leader, was not afraid at all!

His willow branches delved into the space, halting its fracturing.

His willow branches delved into the Dao, making it flow smoothly.

His willow branches delved into the Chaotic Mist, the thing that the Dragon Apricot Spirit loathed, the God Worship Willow could even swallow, absorb, and replenish himself with!

Among the Herb Garden of Divine Farmer, the image of the World Tree’s God Worship Willow faded away, leaving only a green willow, as tall as the Dragon Apricot, a few zhang high, swaying with the wind.

“You…”

Are you, God Worship Willow?

The Dragon Apricot Spirit could hardly believe it.

That guy, who was just half a stub a moment ago, grew this quickly?

Where was the hideous bald tree?

This was clearly the graceful Mr. Willow!

But something was off, you just entered the Apricot Realm, and so quickly you betrayed it, became the World Tree, where is your loyalty?

“No, no, no…”

“It should not be like this, it cannot be like this, it mustn’t be like this!”

The Dragon Apricot Spirit’s mindset was about to explode.

The God Worship Willow not only occupied the nest he had set for the Nine Sacrificial Osmanthus, but also forcibly took half of his Lord of the Apricot Realm status.

Even if he didn’t want to admit it…

The Ancestral Tree Leader’s ability was just that strong, inherently much more powerful, only needing the right moment to recover a lot.

At this time, if he wanted to fight, his situation was the same as that of Ai Cangsheng:

He had to consider whether the Apricot Realm could withstand the upheaval of a World Tree battle!

“Ah——”

“Xu Xiaoshou!”

“What on earth are you doing!”

The Dragon Apricot Spirit cried out frantically, wishing he could grab Xu Xiaoshou and stab him fiercely twice.

This Ghost Willow was no good willow, even for public reasons, it was not to be accepted!

“Wait.”

Awakening from chaos, the Dragon Apricot Spirit keenly sensed.

Even if the God Worship Willow borrowed the power of the Apricot Realm, the Herb Garden of Divine Farmer, and all kinds of Holy Medicines, it couldn’t have recovered this fast.

All his essence of power had been condensed into the God Worship Willow’s Heart by Dao Xuanji, previously gifted to himself by Xu Xiaoshou…

Thump!

His heartbeat stopped.

The Dragon Apricot Spirit suddenly delved into the depths of the Herb Garden of Divine Farmer, looking for the God Worship Willow’s Heart that he didn’t want to swallow in one gulp, but to savor slowly.

——It’s gone!

That thing buried deep in the Herb Garden of Divine Farmer, which was used as a nutrient, tasting the strength of the Ancestral Tree Leader from time to time…

Did the God Worship Willow take it back?

“Ah ah ah ah!”

The Dragon Apricot Spirit could no longer contain his overwhelming killing intent, and the slumbering Dragon Shadow opened its scarlet eyes.

Little thief!

Crafty villain!

Evil rascal!

You take whatever you want without asking, do you truly think this Apricot Realm is your home?

“Hey there, Ghost Willow, your life is mine…”

Whoosh!

Just then, the sky tore open with a streak of light.

This time…

It was golden!

The golden light swept across the sky, though far away, the Dragon Apricot Spirit could distinctly smell that captivating osmanthus fragrance.

His spirit refreshed, he shouted fiercely at the Ghost Willow: “You dare to snatch this?!”

With those words, he darted off ahead, the Dragon Apricot Spirit flying swiftly.

He took the startled main body and spiritual physique of the Nine Sacrifices Gui into his embrace, firmly planting it beside him in the Herb Garden of Divine Farmer.

To the left was a beautiful lady, on the right was Mr. Willow.

Happiness and suffering coexisted, dreams and reality intertwined.

“Xu Xiaoshou, you’re terrible!”

Compared to the variety of magic pearls and Spirit Crystals beneath the feet of God Worship Willow, the Nine Sacrifices Gui’s side appeared much plainer.

Nothing at all!

“Do not be afraid, I will protect you.”

The Dragon Apricot Spirit no longer had the mood to curse a certain bottom and gently comforted the trembling Nine Sacrifices Spiritual Body, shielding her behind.

The Dragon Apricot Spirit turned to glare angrily at the Ghost Willow, shouting aloud:

“You scared her!”

The God Worship Willow’s green branches hung low, swaying gracefully in the wind, unmatched in elegance.

In fact, his spiritual physique had already recovered, but he was too lazy to manifest it, let alone rush up to snatch the mere Nine Sacrifices Gui.

Regarding the incidents that occurred earlier on the Sacred Mountain…

Regarding the impending arrival of the Nine Sacrifices Gui…

Regarding what might happen next…

Once the God Worship Willow was fully awake, all memories returned, and he foresaw something powerful—he was fully prepared.

And having secured the identity of the World Tree in this new world meant having solid ground.

With the Dragon Apricot as a World Tree, even though in terms of status he should currently fare better, this was inconsequential to him.

Only when speaking to the Master of the World was there room for negotiation.

“Speak!”

The Dragon Apricot Spirit was most annoyed by the God Worship Willow’s lofty, indifferent demeanor.

They seemed born as the Trees of Luck, beloved by many, while in reality, they were just a spooky Ghost Willow trying to masquerade with their flamboyant appearance.

Those from Sacred Mountain Gui Zhe were all so pretentious!

Well, except for the Nine Sacrificial Osmanthus treasure, of course.

…

“Uh…”

“What… what’s happening…”

After being forced to take root in the Herb Garden of Divine Farmer, Nine Sacrifices Gui inexplicably felt a soothing sensation from her roots, automatically started absorbing strength.

At the same time, the Dao of this nascent world, like a gentle breeze, also soothed her fragile and injured spirit.

If only this Dragon Spirit wasn’t so irritable…