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Early next morning, the sky had just begun to lighten.

At the solemn consecration ceremony, Jiang Hui directly took out the items he obtained from the diamond-level dragon egg.

Two hundred big pots, one mystery Mortality Volume, two hundred premium saddle kits.

Although there were not many types of items, the quantity was indeed substantial, piled up to form a miniature mountain.

“Long live the Willow God!”

“Long live the Willow God!”

Everyone was exclaiming in awe, filled with extreme devotion, like the most loyal guards, all gratefully receiving the generous gifts and love from Lord Willow God.

They also understood that the spirit of some other tribes only helped during the crisis of clan extermination, unlike their Willow God, who would occasionally reward them generously.

Even though Lord Willow God was still aloof, seldom spoke, and always stood alone on the mountain range, it did not hamper the sincere adoration everyone felt for him.

Especially a group of men who received the premium saddle kits, their eyes welled up with tears as they nearly cried out.

“This Mortality Volume contains detailed cultivation methods of the Cave Heaven Realm. You all must rigorously comprehend them in your daily life, and not waste the generous love of the Willow God.”

Old man Lin found Lin Zhuang, Tu Wa Zi and others and said purposefully.

The Mortality Volume was the only one of its kind. It contained detailed cultivation methods of the Cave Heaven Realm, of immense value. So Jiang Hui gave it to Old man Lin. Old man Lin naturally took it seriously. Even his voice softened noticeably when he spoke to Lin Zhuang and others.

“Let me warn you all, none of you brats better lose it, or else you’ll bear the punishment of our clan laws.” At the end, Old man Lin made a serious face.

Lin Zhuang and others quickly nodded their heads like pecking chicks.

No need to mention Old man Lin’s emphasis, even if he did not mention it, they would treat it with utmost caution.

Who would dare to be careless with things that Lord Willow God has given?!

The heft of the Mortality Volume wasn’t light, of medium thickness with a solid weight under your hands.

Upon opening the first page, there was a warm glimmer of light surrounding it, surging like the waves.

After a while, the radiance dissipated, and several lines with strange, gigantic characters gradually appeared before their eyes.

Shape Bark Easy Leaf

Spider Travel Through Dense Flower

There were eight large characters in total, not related to the bone script, with shapes bizarre and curve winding, as though they were written randomly by a newborn baby.

But amazingly, Lin Zhuang and others could comprehend them. Moreover, detailed interpretations related to them automatically popped up in their minds.

Their eyes were shimmering, their spirits quickly absorbed into it, feeling an inexplicable feeling as if simplicity gave birth to complexity, silence gave birth to sound, and hidden depth gave birth to the valley.

“The most potent power in the world often resides in the simplest of objects and the simplest of truths. Like the silkworm, if it’s trapped in its cocoon, it would self-destruct. But if it could be reborn from the cocoon, it would be a complete nirvana, transcending its past.

The grassland fires can never extinguish all, as the spring winds blow, it springs to life again. Even the wild grass in autumn cannot be burnt out entirely, the next year they will renew, spread all over, one clump after another…”

Lin Zhuang began to understand, and expressed his feelings. The others were much like him, they all had realizations on the spot. Different, but the overall principle was similar.

This is the benefit of Jiang Hui’s transmission of teachings. Those with good talents progress faster, and even those with lesser talents can gain something.

They moved the big pots down the mountain one by one. The men who had received the premium saddle kits immediately shouted and ran towards the horse breeding field built in the backyard.

The horse breeding field is backed by a field of wild grain, covering hundreds of acres. A gentle wind arises, ruffling the grain. The scent of the earth fills the air, layer upon layer, bringing with it the immense fragrance of the land; it ebbs and flows, like a green carpet shaking from the horizon.

A group of children lay in the wheat fields, grass in their mouths and legs cocked. The wind blows, revealing a group of comfortably small figures daydreaming about their future glory, and finding a gentle girl who understands them. Their eyes shimmer with crystal light, as if the sun, moon, and stars were rising from them.

This is the vibrant spirit and self-confidence unique to young people.

Remember, young people have lofty ambitions, and they have made vows to be the best in the world.

The men from Liu Village who passed by would smile knowingly. Who hadn’t experienced this? Being young is the most carefree time.

Within the horse breeding field, a group of horses galloped back and forth energetically. The men raised their arms, made a light whistle and rushed forward. At some point, this group of usually wild ferocious beasts had become several times more docile, each like a small sheep. They no longer worried about being bitten as they had before./p>

Moments later, figures whizzed by, and the sounds of shouts echoed back and forth from the backs of the horses. From only dozens of horses, a grand phalanx was woven, uttering resounding bugle calls. It was like a tumultuous wave that could not be resisted, and the momentum was breathtaking.

“Heh heh, Liu Village’s foundation is getting stronger and stronger. If it continues like this, we will surely become famous in this territory sooner or later. Even those large clans will not be able to scare us!”

Old man Lin looked around with his hands on his back, his face full of smiles. Every time he saw the progressive changes in the village, this old man couldn’t help but feel genuinely happy.

And in this peaceful and quiet atmosphere, several months silently passed by.

During this time, Jiang Hui got a few more opportunities to summon dragon eggs, but most of the time his luck was not good. He only got the lowest-level Black Iron Dragon eggs, and the rewards were barely satisfactory.

The most he got was a bunch of something called the Acceleration Pill, totalling hundreds. The name seemed good, but the actual use was not very good. One pill could only increase cultivation speed for five days, and each person could not exceed ten pills, and it was somewhat useless.

But one time he was extremely lucky and directly drew a legendary dragon egg, which was even rarer and more precious than the previous epic level one.

However, the hatching method of this legendary dragon egg was a bit unconventional. It did not need any beast blood, but it needed to be put in a deep pool for a year to hatch successfully.

Fortunately, what Jiang Hui had the most was time. A year was nothing to the followers of Liu Village. They could afford to wait.

The water in the east flows on while the falling leaves pass quickly.

On this day.

Hundreds of miles away from Liu Village, in the vast mountains, sudden movements startled this territory. Large flocks of birds flew out, and animals fled.

Soon, thousands of figures dashed out from the mountains. Men and women of all ages, some were alone, others were surrounded by numerous guards, all were wearing black armor, filled with a sense of awe. Their backgrounds were extraordinary.

The more exaggerated ones were behind them.

In the sky, a roaring sound echoed suddenly, shaking everyone. The mountains shook.

A nine-headed lion slowly appeared, its body golden, exhaling fog, glowing with gold, its bloodline extraordinary. Its body was huge, and there was a grand palace on its back.

“This is an ancient species from the ancient times, very terrifying, with many invincible battle records!” Someone exclaimed, recognising this nine-headed lion, which seemed to belong to the royal clan of a powerful ancient country. Its origins were astonishing.