Supreme Swordsman of the Nine Heavens

Chapter 75

Wood Spirit

Smiling, the tree elder leisurely explained, “I know what you’re thinking. Just as we can’t leave via the same route you humans can, you can’t leave via our route. If humans of Moyun Mountains wish to leave, they will have to test their mettle and luck.

“You’re the only person here to know the truth behind Moyun Mountains. I don’t think you’ll just watch its inhabitants die when you love life so much, will you? You can try saving them. Although humanity’s fate is of no concern to us, I can provide you with some advice. Seek out the cultivator who is the key to the formation. He is in Third Heaven Palace, so you must locate Third Heaven Palace. Kill him, and the formation will be dispelled. Of course, the prerequisite is you having the ability to kill him. I’m not sure there is anyone who can match him.”

“Are you goading me into destroying the formation? Why should I trust you have a way to leave? If the claim is a hoax and I end up releasing you after I destroy it, I would be a fool.”

“It is your problem if you don’t believe we can escape. Whether or not you want to save the humans dwelling at Moyun Mountains is your business. Anyhow, it’s too soon for you to be worried about it since you’re still a weakling around here, let alone at Third Heaven Continent. If you want to grow, grow stronger. If you want to reach Nascent Soul Ream, you need to find a way to leave.”

There was no way Mu Yu was going to resign himself to watching humans at Moyun Mountains die. He was determined to leave Moyun Mountains.

“I guess you came here because something called out to you? The sacred fig tree thinks well of you.”

Mu Yu nodded.

The tree elder ran his hand along the sacred fig tree. “It’s telling you to come over. It said you’re afraid it’ll swallow you for good.”

Mu Yu: How does he know that?!

The tree elder wagged his hand. “Don’t worry. You’re not its nourishment.”

Though hesitant at first, Mu Yu went over to the tree. The unique scent coming from it stimulated his spiritual energy, bathing him in a soothing sensation. The moment he placed his hand on the tree, it transferred energy to him, bringing every cell in his body to life with vitality. Once he transferred his divine sense into the tree, he had a clear view of every wood demon in the forest and sensed every plant growing as it absorbed nature’s nutrients. He detected something accumulating within him, allowing him to control plants more proficiently. He could grow trees an extra three centimetres merely willing it instead of having to touch them. He found the formations the wood demons set up and could take control of them.

Mu Yu willed the removal of the formations. The sacred fig tree didn’t resist. He opened his eyes and removed his hand. The wood demons weren’t happy about what he did, but the tree elder was too late to stop him by the time he knew what Mu Yu did.

“I’m going to have to explain what happened to the other race’s elders now,” griped the tree elder, sighing.

Mu Yu shrugged. “You’re the one who told me called me to the tree.”

“Let bygones be bygones. The tree told me you have better control over wood now. It wants to give y-, huh? Really?” Disbelief suddenly flitted across the tree elder’s face.

Unaware the tree and tree elder were conversing at the same time they conversed, Mu Yu asked, “What are you on about? I get a present for coming here as a guest? Nice. What is it?”

The tree elder asked for confirmation several times before helplessly nodding and expressing, “Mu Yu, treat the wood spirit well. We cherish the wood spirit greatly.” The tree elder summoned an ugly green tree to his hand. Calling it a sword was an insult to swords because it was punctured all over and looked flimsy.

Mu Yu expected more than a timber bar. “Are you positive it’s valuable?”

The other wood demons complained, “Tree Elder, are you really giving our race’s treasure to the human?!”

“You call the timber bar that white ants have feasted on a treasure? Heaven forbid I know what goes through your minds,” Mu Yu mocked.

“Insolence!”

“Enough. The sacred fig tree has the final say. Mu Yu, take it with you.” The tree elder reluctantly handed the wooden bar over to Mu Yu.

Noticing the wrathful gazes on him, Mu Yu remarked, “I think I’ll pass on the ‘valuable’ treasure of yours. You all look as if you want to kill me.”

“With this wood spirit, you will be able to create unexpected changes to all plants under your control. The more potent your spiritual energy is, the more you can raise the age of plants. The older plants are, the more they’re worth. You could even erase a forest in the blink of an eye if your spiritual energy permits.”

“Serious?”

In most cases, the older spiritual herbs were, the more pronounced their benefits. Put another way, if Mu Yu had the seed for a spiritual herb, he could instantly turn it into a treasured herb that had ten thousand years’ worth of potency. Given the cheat-level benefit, Mu Yu instantly snatched the wood spirit. “I’ll take it. I’ll take it.”

Mu Yu’s Shadow Splitter Sword emerged without warning, and the wood spirit imbued itself in the word. “What the?”

“The wood spirit will seek a host. Your sword is a good one, so it chose your sword. The wood spirit has a host of other abilities. I’ll leave it to you to find out,” explained the tree elder, sighing again.

Well, Mu Yu didn’t have any problems with it taking refuge in his sword if it wasn’t going to run. However, he had another question. “Gramps, why does it have so many holes?”

“After our spirit lord vanished, it went from being without a blemish to the state you see it in now. If you don’t like its appearance, you can repair the holes.”

“How do I do that?”

“Kill people. For every life you take, one hole shall be filled,” the tree elder calmly answered.

Mu Yu’s facial muscles stiffened.