Reincarnated as a Divine Tree

Ji Yang shook his head and turned his attention to the second technique.

Spirit Consumption: The description was simple, but what intrigued Ji Yang was that this technique didn’t absorb vital energy, but spiritual energy. If it truly involved spiritual energy, it could be incredibly useful.

Drawing also consumed spiritual energy. While Ji Yang usually obtained some from clan sacrifices and wild beasts, it wasn’t much. His spiritual energy was almost equal to his simulation points. If the sacrifices were totems or other spiritual beings, the spiritual energy would be abundant, but such beings were too rare, and the clan couldn’t provide them at the moment.

If Ji Yang could absorb spiritual energy from heaven and earth, he wouldn’t have to worry about the spiritual energy needed for future simulations. Without hesitation, he decided to activate the technique and turned his focus to the divine ability he had gained: Enlightenment.

At first glance, this ability seemed rather ordinary. It allowed him to awaken intelligence and accelerate growth, even at the expense of his own spiritual energy. It was a concept Ji Yang had never encountered before. Could he organize a fierce beast army for the clan?

But Ji Yang didn’t know how effective it would be, nor did he understand its limits. He could only wait to test it later.

As for the last two abilities, they seemed like bonuses. However, after obtaining Omnipresence, Ji Yang felt an overall improvement in his condition. From the locust leaves to the roots, everything had enhanced. One day, he might even be able to use his roots as legs to crawl out of the ground.

After reflecting on the gains from this simulation, Ji Yang shook his head slightly. It seemed that the most significant gain was the Incense Gold Body. But the incense energy also carried endless dangers, making it difficult for Ji Yang to decide. If there were a middle ground, that would be ideal.

The night was quiet as Ji Yang gazed at the vast starry sky, lost in thought.

…

In the clan, many members wore somber expressions.

In the past few days, the clan had learned that they would fall under the territory of the Zhou clan of Yunmeng City and would be required to offer blood rice as tribute. Even though they understood the Zhou clan’s power, far beyond their current abilities, those who had always lived freely in Chaotic Burial Mountain found it difficult to accept.

At the clan’s martial arts training ground, many young members were aware of the clan’s current predicament. They diligently practiced the clan’s martial arts techniques, hoping to rely on their own strength to liberate the clan.

"Qinghe, what do you think we should do now? Do we really have to submit to the Zhou clan?" 

Chen Qingmeng, who had always been a bit slow, suddenly stopped practicing Taizu Long Fist and asked Chen Qinghe beside him. His eyebrows were furrowed with worry, and his face was full of sorrow, showing how much this matter weighed on his mind.

Seeing this, Chen Qinghe also stopped practicing. With his hands behind his back, he gazed into the distance. His young face showed a hint of depth as he spoke in a slightly solemn tone:

"Zhou Huai'an is at least a Qi Control master, and the power of the Zhou clan is unfathomable. With our current power, we cannot resist them. For the clan to break free and stand on its own, we need at least one Qi Control master, if not more. Qingmeng, you must work hard."

Chen Qinghe’s words caused many of the young people in the drill ground to stop what they were doing. They listened carefully, their faces showing determination.

However, Chen Qingmeng looked at Chen Qinghe with a puzzled expression, his eyebrows still furrowed with worry. Compared to the clan’s future, he was more concerned about Chen Qinghe’s condition.

But before he could voice his concerns, Chen Qinghe broke into a smile, spread his hands, and said with a helpless tone:

"My grandfather said the same thing last night."

Seeing Chen Qinghe return to normal, Chen Qingmeng breathed a sigh of relief. His earlier dejection disappeared, replaced by determination. As long as he became strong enough—like his cousin brother Qingyu, or even surpassing him—he would surely make the clan better.

In the distance, Chen Xingzhen nodded slightly, no longer showing the worry he had a few days ago. The clan’s current situation seemed unfavorable, but it wasn’t entirely bad for their development. At least the clan members were practicing more diligently in this pressing environment.

Sometimes, external pressure could better ignite the fighting spirit within the clan members. Chen Xingzhen finally understood what his father had said that night: Misfortune could be a blessing in disguise, and blessings could harbor misfortune.@@novelbin@@

These past few days of contemplation had given him a preliminary plan for the clan’s future development. But first, they needed to prepare the blood rice for the tribute.

After entering the ancestral hall, Chen Xingzhen performed his routine prayers and then looked at the Divine Tree. 

In a few days, it hadn’t changed much and still appeared as it had before. But just as Chen Xingzhen was about to look away, he suddenly noticed something unusual. A locust leaf among the lush foliage was different.

What should have been a half-black, half-green leaf now seemed to have a faint trace of gold. Thinking it was his imagination, Chen Xingzhen widened his eyes to take a closer look. It wasn’t a trick of the light. The golden hue, though faint, was indeed different from the other leaves.

Chen Xingzhen wasn’t sure if this change was normal and was preparing to ask the Divine Tree for guidance. But before he could speak, a thought suddenly appeared in his mind—something he had never experienced before.

Just do the daily worship.

“This? Is that the guidance of the Divine Tree?”

When he felt the content of the thought, Chen Xingzhen’s face lit up with joy.

The decline of the clan had severed communication with the Divine Tree, making it impossible for him, as the patriarch, to receive its guidance and understand its condition in a timely manner. 

But now that problem no longer existed. The Divine Tree could communicate with him, confirming that its condition was improving. This news naturally brought him great joy.

With the Divine Tree’s guidance, the clan would surely improve, giving him greater confidence in his future plans.

After receiving the guidance, Chen Xingzhen bowed respectfully and turned to leave the Ancestral Hall.

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