Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity - Chapter 112
Chapter 112: Chapter 110: What is Face? (2nd Update)_1
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On top of a massive wooden wheel.
Figures abound.
The leader was an elder man dressed in a grey robe, with a towering stature and radiating a brilliant halo. He was enveloped in an aura of profound strength, standing at the front of the ship, overseeing everything below.
Suddenly, his gaze sharpened as if he had discovered something. He leaped down directly from a height of five to six hundred meters. His speed was astonishing, like a cannonball, landing fiercely on the ground.
With a “bang”, a huge crater of about three to four meters was blasted into the ground. The earth instantly cracked, spreading out in all directions like a spider’s web.
Upon landing, the grey-robed elder looked around at the gathering crowd, a puzzled expression on his face.
He was one of the elders responsible for this round of disciple recruitment for the Heaven Mending Pavilion, known as Zhuo Yun.
As per tradition, the gate of the Heaven Mending Pavilion would be thronged with men and women, old and young, yearning to join, just as daybreak comes.
The scene was indeed breathtaking, the crowd clamoring like a surging tide.
But this time it was quite the opposite.
In order to prepare for this grand initiation ceremony and examination, Zhuo Yun started preparing a year in advance. Today, he got up early, dressed up elaborately, displaying the demeanor of a true master.
But having stood at the mountain gate several hours in the chilly wind, with noon almost upon them and the entry time for the Heaven Mending Pavilion about to pass, not many people came.
Only a sparse handful of figures knocked on the gate, coming far short of the number of the Heaven Mending Pavilion disciples in charge of maintaining order.
This shocked him greatly, prompting him to summon his men to fly up on the wheel, exhaustively searching all the necessary routes leading to the Heaven Mending Pavilion.
Finally, he found a large number of people in the forest.
Among them, he recognized a few. They were one of the new members joining the Heaven Mending Pavilion. Their clan’s elders had specifically asked him to look after them.
“What’s going on here? The initiation ceremony and examination of the Heaven Mending Pavilion are about to start. Why are you still lingering around here?”
Zhuo Yun was visibly angered. His robust vitality surged, his voice resonating like thunder.
He, a dignified elder of the Heaven Mending Pavilion, was a man of great power. How could these people not go to the mountain gate and instead make him wait in the chilling wind for several hours? These people had even run to such a remote place, making him absolutely furious.
Did they not know the specific timing of the Heaven Mending Pavilion’s mass recruitment?
If they missed this opportunity, they might have to wait for many years. Time marched on, and their best years might be wasted.
Unless they were truly exceptional talents favored by the heavens, this would probably be their best chance to join the Heaven Mending Pavilion.
“It’s Elder Zhuo Yun from the Heaven Mending Pavilion.” Recognizing the identity of the grey-robed elder, someone came forward to greet him.
He was a great elder from a certain clan. However, the clan he came from wasn’t very powerful. It was just a small clan with a few thousand members. There were numerous such clans in the vast Western Region, countless as the hairs on a bull.
“Brother Zhang, what’s the matter? It’s almost a quarter past midday, why are you still leisurely lingering here, not hurrying to knock on the door of the mountain? Could it be that the reputation of our Heaven Mending Pavilion isn’t as influential as before??”
Zhuo Yun gave the man a few glances, his tone neither particularly polite nor unfamiliar.
No matter whether it was a small clan elder or one from a top-tier clan, very few of them caught his eye.
“Well, this is a long story.” The elder of the small clan shook his head, organizing his language, and narrated the general sequence of events.
“Liu Village? Kidnapping various major clans? Where is this Liu Village? And what about a Nether King python and a Three-eyed Raven? How could such beings appear here?”
Zhuo Yun creased his brows, a look of disbelief occupying 90% of his face.
This range of mountains and forests, neighboring the Heaven Mending Pavilion, was where he spent his hundreds of years, yet he never heard that there was a village nearby named Liu Village.
As for the Nether King python and the Three-eyed Raven mentioned, he chose to filter out.
If such creatures were indeed active here, they would have been captured by his sect long ago.
“I have to see what the hell is going on!”
Zhuo Yun’s expression hardened, sober and solemn. He leaped forward, heading towards the densest part of the crowd.
A moment later, his figure abruptly halted.
Where his eyes landed, a black body the size of a small hill filled his sight.
“It’s really the Nether King python!”
Zhuo Yun’s pupils dilated dramatically in astonishment, his mouth agape in shock. It took him a while to repossess his senses.
This was a genuine Species of the Ancient Times with noble bloodline and formidable strength. Once mature, they could easily dominate creatures such as Suan Ni, Dragon Sparrow, and Five-Colored Phoenix.
A beast with such a precious bloodline, the Heaven Mending Pavilion—even with its vast resources—did not possess.
However, right after,
Zhuo Yun’s vision was again completely taken by another silhouette.
It was a raven, black as night all over, with an arrogant and aloof demeanor. It had a third eye in the center of its forehead, crimson as blood.
Although it was not very large, especially compared to the Nether King python beside it. It almost seemed insignificant, but its fierce aura was overflowing, like a Great Demon King about to emerge, with a vast and terrifying aura that was even more fearsome.
Even he shivered involuntarily when he saw the raven with the third eye on its forehead, and his body jolted out of shock.
“Good heavens, it’s actually a Three-eyed Raven, a purebred bird of prey. According to the legend, they’ve been obliterated by the endless river of time and disappeared in the rotation of the years. Today, I actually see a living one!”
Zhuo Yun forcefully swallowed, his whole person unable to tell whether he was more excited or afraid. He stood rooted on the spot, his eyes slightly red and his entire body trembling faintly.
Such a presence, even on Little Divine Mountain, would still have a place!
But what shocked Zhuo Yun more was yet to come.
Right in front of the Nether King python and Three-eyed Raven, not more than five to six meters away, were three to four human figures. Not only were they not attacked, but they were also being protected.
If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn’t have believed it.
The scene was too absurd, simply indescribable with words.
It was well recorded in the ancient books that if any other beings dared to stand in front of them, they would certainly be suppressed on spot.
Whether it was the Nether King python or the Three-eyed Raven, they were entities with extremely fierce and aggressive natures!
He, an imposing elder of the Heaven Mending Pavilion, had seen many things and heard many rumors in his hundreds of years. But which one was more shocking and terrifying than what he was witnessing?
Somewhat inexplicably, he was reminded of the words spoken by the elder of that small clan.
“Could it be that this Nether King python and Three-eyed Raven truly come from that so-called Liu Village?”
Zhuo Yun wore a shocked expression. If this were truly the case, it would be a big deal!!!
