Chapter Seven: The Supreme Bone Awakens? The Willow God Passes On His Teachings!
Inside the stone hut.
A jade-green willow branch extended from the window, wrapping around the Beast Milk Emperor, probing for a long time before it stopped moving, as if it had fallen silent.
“Willow God, what’s wrong with Little Dot?”
The village chief looked at the Beast Milk Emperor with worry and asked.
“It’s fine!”
“He… has stepped onto the path of cultivation, he’s cultivating!”
The willow branch swayed slightly, sketching out traces in the air, converging into a line of words.
“Cultivating?”
The village chief was stunned, then he asked softly, “Is this the Willow God’s guidance?”
The Willow God did not answer.
He was also curious.
The Beast Milk Emperor had been growing up under his watchful eye, and he had witnessed the village chief’s teachings. That shallow knowledge of cultivation couldn’t support the Beast Milk Emperor stepping onto the path of cultivation yet.
What shocked the Willow God even more was that, after observing, he discovered that the wounds left by the Beast Milk Emperor’s bone extraction were healing, his withered precious blood was reviving, and the Supreme Bone was showing signs of rebirth.
It seemed like a terrifying vitality was being nurtured within the Beast Milk Emperor’s body.
Such changes were nothing short of a miracle.
What exactly had the Beast Milk Emperor obtained? The cultivation technique he was practicing was so profound?
And who was the existence who had passed on the cultivation technique to the Beast Milk Emperor?
The Willow God was extremely curious, but he could only wait until the Beast Milk Emperor finished cultivating to find out.
“Grandpa Village Chief!”
“The Willow God is here too!”
“Whoops, did I cause trouble again?”
Shortly after, the Beast Milk Emperor opened his eyes, finishing his cultivation. The terrifying phenomenon finally dissipated, he blinked his beautiful big eyes and spoke in a babyish voice.
“Child, how do you feel, are you uncomfortable anywhere?”
The village chief’s eyes were filled with affection, and he smiled.
“I feel great!”
“I feel like I have endless strength!”
The Beast Milk Emperor jumped off the bed, his head bobbing and he waved his white, plump arms, causing a gust of wind. The village chief’s heart skipped a beat when he saw this.
“Child, how did you start cultivating? Did someone pass down a cultivation technique to you?”
The village chief watched the vibrant Beast Milk Emperor, he was finally reassured, and he became curious.
“Yeah! Yeah! The Emperor passed down a divine method to me!”
The Beast Milk Emperor blinked his eyes and nodded in response.
“Emperor?”
Suddenly, a gasp rang out in the stone hut.
The next second, to the astonishment of the village chief and the Beast Milk Emperor, a faintly visible, illusory figure emerged from the void. It was the Willow God.
The Willow God was severely injured, he had been on the verge of death after experiencing the tribulation, and had only recently started to recover.
At this moment, he forcibly manifested himself and walked to the Beast Milk Emperor.
The matter was of great importance.
Only the most top-tier individuals dared to use the title of Emperor, they were existences who looked down upon the world.
Even the Willow God looked up to them.
But why would such an existence appear in the Great Wilderness, pay attention to the Beast Milk Emperor, and even pass down a supreme cultivation technique?
The Willow God manifested his figure, the village chief was deeply in awe, but the Beast Milk Emperor was quite bold, he stared straight at the Willow God’s illusory figure, then he was disappointed and mumbled:
“A true master does not reveal his true self, even the Willow God’s appearance can’t be seen clearly!”
“Do you know the name of the one who passed down the cultivation technique to you?”
Hearing this, the Willow God’s heart stirred, and he asked.
He was also pondering, was the Emperor the Beast Milk Emperor spoke of one of the few he knew of.
“The Heavenly Emperor!”
“The Eastern Hua Emperor!”
“Lin… uh, they said he could command all the immortals, he was the leader of all male cultivators in the world, and he was recorded in ancient history!”
The Beast Milk Emperor didn’t hide anything, and revealed the information he had learned from the Zombie Daoist, but he dared not disclose the information about the chat group due to the rules.
“Using the heavens as his title?”
In an instant, a tidal wave surged in the Willow God’s heart, his figure trembled and he almost dissipated.
As an ancestral spirit, he had lived through enough years, but he had never heard of the Heavenly Emperor’s name.
But he also understood what it meant.
Throughout history.
Not many dared to use the heavens as their title.
Because they had to bear the immense karma.
If their own strength wasn’t strong enough, they wouldn’t be able to bear it, they would suffer misfortune, and their fate would be miserable.
The Willow God guessed that anyone who dared to take the title of Heavenly Emperor was most likely truly capable of commanding all the immortals and being the leader of all male cultivators.
But why had such a powerful existence disappeared?
Had his era passed, had he become disgusted with the vicissitudes of life, and had he chosen to hide in ancient history, ignoring the affairs of the world?
“Willow God, are you stronger than the Emperor? Are the marquis-level powerhouses in the Great Wilderness your opponents?”
Suddenly, the Beast Milk Emperor asked.
At his young age, he was curious about the strengths of the Emperor and the Willow God.
“If the Emperor you mentioned really reached the realm I imagined, then perhaps no one in this world could match him, I’m self-aware that I’m inferior!”
“Marquis-level powerhouses? Ha, mere ants in a well, even though I’m severely injured and can’t recover, I don’t care about them!”
The Willow God chuckled.
“That strong?”
The Beast Milk Emperor was stunned, now, combining this with his current environment and the information he had learned, he finally had a clear understanding of the strength of the Eastern Wang Gong.
Then, the Beast Milk Emperor looked at the Willow God’s illusory figure, his eyes filled with kindness, and he said solemnly:
“Willow God, you’re severely injured and can’t heal, why don’t you cultivate the Heavenly Emperor’s meditation technique with me? It’ll definitely be helpful!”
“Cultivate together?”
Hearing this, the Willow God was stunned.
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