Chapter 381: Chapter 366: Connecting Threads

The Cyan Flame rolled his eyes and said, “I need a new blade.”

As he spoke, he took out an Innate-level Demonized Blade and handed it to Zhou Leng.

Zhou Leng gently cut his forearm’s skin with the new blade.

A slender, inch-long wound opened, and bright red blood dripped out.

In the next moment, the blood seemed to connect with the body and flowed back into the wound.

The blood reversed.

Everyone saw threads emerge densely at the wound, interweaving like flesh, stitching the wound together.

The wound turned to threads, the flesh self-sealed.

Within just three seconds, the wound healed, leaving only a slight pale red mark on the surface.

The Cyan Flame marveled, “So powerful, and no side effects, unlike spells that require the sacrifice of lifespan and life force. Did you see that? His blood glows.”

“It must be the power of the Radiant Juice merging into the blood,” said Vigorous Root.

“How do you feel?” asked the Cyan Flame.

Zhou Leng reminisced carefully.

“When I cut the wound, it hurt a bit, but quickly became numb, no more pain.”

“Later, it felt like the blood wasn’t liquid but rubber bands, snapping out and pulling back with no waste.”

“The threads the wound spat out were my body’s flesh tissue, but with special power added, after healing, they were identical to the original body.”

“Now the wound is slightly warm, rapidly self-healing inside.”

“Let’s chat and wait for a moment, see the time passes.”

They chatted, and ten minutes later, they looked at Zhou Leng’s arm again.

No trace at all.

The Cyan Flame said, “This means in the future, as long as it’s an external injury and not minced meat level, just by eating, you can quickly recover, add pills and qi blood, and the repair is even faster. The Tree-man World is truly wondrous.”

Vigorous Root said, “If you can absorb enough Ancient Tree Fossil, your body’s vitality could increase to near our self-healing level.”

“Could it be considered a Tree-man Flesh Odd Body?” Zhou Leng asked.

“It absolutely can be.”

They chatted for a while, then Vigorous Root said, “Let me introduce my friend who has been helping guard here for a long time. Xiaoyong, come out.”

Nothing happened.

“Xiaoyong, don’t be shy, they’re all my friends,” said Vigorous Root.

After a while, the ground trembled lightly, and a huge brown silkworm cocoon emerged from the ground like a large drill.

The brown giant cocoon was wrapped entirely in a spiraled bony shell, resembling an olive, forming a graceful spindle shape.

It had no eyes or nose, just a layer of spiraled bony shell, a full five meters long, nearly two meters high.

The cocoon’s pointed head wiggled back and forth, emitting chirps and speaking in the Giant Insect language.

The other three Tree-men’s leaves drooped slightly, showing complex expressions.

Zhou Leng and the Cyan Flame were just curious, not understanding how a Tree-man befriended a giant insect.

Xiaoyong leisurely squirmed closer, Vigorous Root extended a root to touch him, Xiaoyong chirped happily, his entire spiraled shell quivering back and forth.

Vigorous Root smiled slowly, “I know you’re curious.”

“Xiaoyong is a discarded giant pupa, because normally a giant pupa hatches within a year, yet he still hasn’t hatched.”

“The Giant Insect Race deemed him a dead cocoon and banished him.”

“Afraid of encountering enemies, he always preferred underground movement.”

“He got lucky, occasionally discovering Ancient Tree Fossils and relics of the bygone era underground, consuming many good things.”

“Despite his roundness, he’s very strong, much stronger than me.”

“Back then, I was young and reckless, battling giant ants from the very tribe we just left. They were too strong, I barely escaped, barely alive.”

“On the brink of death, I met Xiaoyong.”

“He took pity on me and gave me some scraps of Ancient Tree Fossil, saving my life.”

“At the time, I was young and unaware he was a giant insect, assuming he was a rare forest species.”

“He was also young, always hiding underground, never fought Tree-men.”

“So we became friends.”

“Years later, we discovered he was a giant insect, I was a Tree-man, natural enemies.”

“But neither of us wanted to lose each other as friends, so whatever, we still play together often.”

“But as I grew, I traveled for cultivation, we met less frequently.”

“Yet we’re still friends.”

Vigorous Root used his root to tease Xiaoyong, who chirped with laughter, rolling back and forth on the ground.

Happy like a little puppy.

The breeze blew past, branches swayed gently, sunlight streamed through the canopy, casting dappled light, like starlight flowing.

Everyone watched the Tree-man and the giant insect, feeling odd but growing serene inside.

Finally, Vigorous Root smiled, “I told him, never leave the Flute Forest, stay inside forever. He has always been obedient, never leaving, living well.”

The Cyan Flame sighed, “In the Ten Realms, having a safe haven is already very good.”

Vigorous Root said, “The Flute Forest is vast, within are Wild Elf ruins, once the battleground for Wild Elves and giant insects. That battle was earth-shattering, one of the four largest wars in both races’ histories. To the Giant Insect Race, this is a memorial site, so they won’t destroy this forest. He’s very safe here.”

Zhou Leng thought of the Fierce Beast World forest where the Elder Tree resided.

There, too, was a peaceful paradise.

Zhou Leng said, “It’s great to let Xiaoyong stay here.”

Everyone nodded slightly.

Xiaoyong got familiar with everyone, starting to either squirm or roll around, occasionally sneaking close to Zhou Leng, but immediately retreating once discovered.

Vigorous Root said, “He seems quite interested in you.”

“Oh?” Zhou Leng looked at Xiaoyong.

Xiaoyong immediately shrank back behind Vigorous Root, revealing a little drill-like tip to peek at Zhou Leng.

Cyan Flame suddenly whispered, “Someone’s here.” After saying that, he pointed in a direction.

Everyone looked over, the Tree-people sensed carefully but found nothing.

Cyan Flame was also momentarily confused, saying, “My spell guard sensed it, but… I can’t see anything.”

Zhou Leng’s eyes brightened, spotting a blonde-haired woman dressed in green standing on a tree, her skin fair, with pointed ears, emerald green eyes, and full of wildness.

“A Wild Elf.” Zhou Leng said.

The Wild Elf realized someone could see her, was taken aback, gave Zhou Leng a deep look, turned around, and leaped away into the depths of the forest.

“Wild Elves, like us Tree-men, are protected by the forest, yet you can see them,” Vigorous Root and the others curiously looked at Zhou Leng.

“I’ve eaten the Eye of the Demon Dragon, which grants me a bit of illusion-breaking ability.”

“A bit of illusion-breaking ability might not be enough; perhaps it’s related to the Radiant Juice.”

Cyan Flame asked, “Could the Wild Elf be in danger?”

Vigorous Root said, “No, they’ve been scared by the Giant Insects and have collectively degenerated, no longer as arrogant as before. As long as they are not provoked, they won’t attack. Of course, they still have a bad temper, and we Tree-men have been too lazy to meddle with them.”

Zhou Leng mused, “The aura of the Wild Elf is different from you Tree-men.”

“Indeed it is different,” Vigorous Root said.

Zhou Leng said nothing more, but it was not as Vigorous Root understood; rather, he felt a similar aura to the Tree of Life emanating from the Wild Elf.

It’s hard to describe, but there was always a feeling that the aura was somewhat special.

Everyone stood up and chatted as they walked.

When the topic turned to Ancient Tree Fossils, Xiaoyong chirped excitedly on the side.

Zhou Leng finally encountered a language he did not understand.

After listening, Vigorous Root said, “Xiaoyong says that recently, many Aliens have entered Flute Forest to search for Ancient Tree Fossils.”

“Does this place also produce Ancient Tree Fossils?” Zhou Leng asked.

“Of course, Flute Forest has always been one of the sources of Ancient Tree Fossils. Xiaoyong also proudly said he has recently eaten many fragments of Ancient Tree Fossils. If he continues, he might truly come out of his cocoon and become the legendary Giant Butterfly.”

“Really?” Zhou Leng looked at Xiaoyong.

Xiaoyong shyly hid back behind Vigorous Root.

Giant Butterflies are demigods of the Giant Insect Race, possessing extremely strong Power, but are very scarce.

Vigorous Root laughed, “Since we first met, he has been claiming to be a Giant Butterfly; it’s been over a decade, but he has yet to emerge from his cocoon.”

Xiaoyong used his head to bump the back of Vigorous Root, and Vigorous Root laughed heartily.

Everyone chuckled.

The group, chatting and laughing, prepared to pass through the forest to head to the Tree-men’s tribe.

“This time, we’ve gained a lot of War Merits and many rewards. Let’s first return to the tribe to rest; once we’ve fully absorbed the power of the Radiant Juice, we can continue searching for Ancient Tree Fossils.”

“Where to search next time?”

Vigorous Root said, “There are more and more messages about underground tree roots lately; many Grandmasters have entered the Tree-man World. It’s too dangerous, so let’s find some safe places instead.”

“Alright.”

Zhou Leng and Cyan Flame both felt that having obtained the Radiant Juice, it well exceeded expectations, and it wasn’t necessary to continue risking life for now. Enhancing their Strength was more important.

Suddenly, four Tree-men turned their heads in unison to look back to the left.

“The forest is stirring, someone’s there,” Vigorous Root quietly said.

Everyone became highly alert.

Zhou Leng looked in that direction.

Cyan Flame slowly prepared Himself.

After a long time without finding anything, several minutes later they saw the Wild Elf encountered earlier running in their direction.

The Wild Elf spoke in unusual Elven, and because Elven stems from Tree-man language, Zhou Leng could understand more than half.

“There are Demons, everyone be careful,” Vigorous Root said.

“Why would Demons come here?” Cyan Flame said.

“Could it be that the Demons also know there are Ancient Tree Fossils here?”

“Even Flute Forest isn’t safe anymore,” Vigorous Root turned back to glance at Xiaoyong.

Xiaoyong wriggled his drill, indicating his strength.

Chaotic footsteps sounded behind the Wild Elf.

Zhou Leng raised his eyes to see six Innate, accompanied by more than a dozen Vitality Stage Demons, coming after them.

“Attack!”

At Zhou Leng’s command, everyone charged without hesitation.

Cyan Flame acted, and the firebird formed from the Demon Spirit Ball flew into the sky, spewing a barrage of explosive fireballs, howling towards the Demons.

The Wild Elf also stopped, standing beside Zhou Leng and the others, transforming leaves into arrows targeting Vitality Stage Demons.

Each arrow struck its target.

The arrows pierced into the Demons’ bodies, transforming into vine tendrils, growing and wreaking havoc inside the Demons.

Zhou Leng saw this type of attack for the first time, and it was far more sophisticated than the Tree-men’s attacks, so he secretly took mental note.

“It’s Zhou Leng!” exclaimed an Innate Candleholder Demon, abruptly turning to flee.

The distance was too far for Zhou Leng to hear him.

Vigorous Root, listening through the distant trees and roots, said, “No, that fleeing Candleholder mentioned Zhou Leng’s name; it looks like he’s going back to report. He can’t be allowed to escape!”

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