Chapter One Hundred and Six: The Legendary Tree God

“Ah!”

A chorus of agonized screams erupted instantly as a purple light glowed atop the vines, which then trembled gently.

“Glug glug.”

Several hundred treants began to wither visibly before turning into dry, brittle bark-like husks.

The sharp vines, like straws, drained the treants completely.

Beneath the ancient tree lay a black sword, neither fully wood nor metal. Its blade was etched with vine-like patterns, from which the sharp vines now emerged.

Simultaneously, many vines penetrated into the trunk of the Dragon Spirit Tree.

The treants in the Six-Star Region had never imagined that what they believed to be the Tree God was, in fact, an ancient vine-black dragon sword.

This ancient vine-black dragon sword had an extraordinary origin.

Once, it was a notorious ninth-rank red spirit weapon.

As the spirit weapon wielded by Elder Wentian of Black Wind Cliff, it once struck terror across the lands.

However, during a great battle, it suffered a mortal wound and accidentally fell into the Illusionary Jungle.

Due to severe damage to its blade, its spirit core was nearly shattered.

Fortunately, its luck held, and as it fell, it pierced through a Dragon Spirit Tree, landing at its roots.

This Dragon Spirit Tree, caught off guard by the calamity, had its spirit core shattered by the ancient vine-black dragon sword, reducing it to a mindless old tree.

At that time, the Dragon Spirit Tree bore a Wood Source Pearl and nurtured an immature Azure Lotus, painting a scene of serene beauty.

Alas, fate dealt a cruel blow—a ninth-rank spirit weapon descended from the heavens, shattering its dream.

By chance, the ancient vine-black dragon sword acquired the Wood Source Pearl, thus preserving its existence, though its quality and rank suffered a severe decline.

The Dragon Spirit Tree possessed a unique innate ability—Spiritual Communication—which allowed it to transmit messages through plants.

Thus, the ancient vine-black dragon sword feigned divine power throughout the Six-Star Region, using the Dragon Spirit Tree to cultivate a thriving environment, fooling the treants and drawing a continuous stream of energy and spirit cores.

After many years, the ancient vine-black dragon sword restored a fraction of its strength, currently at level 29 with rare quality.

It channeled the absorbed energy into the Dragon Spirit Tree, nurturing the Azure Lotus via the Wood Source Pearl.

At this moment, the Azure Lotus emitted an enticing fragrance, its five seeds sparkling brightly, clearly on the verge of maturity.

“After all these years, you are finally ready to mature. Once I devour you, I can leave this wretched place,” the ancient vine-black dragon sword whispered, its voice ethereal yet tinged with excitement.

If not for this Azure Lotus, it would have long since departed the Six-Star Region.

Its true form was the ancient vine-black dragon tree, a formidable existence in the spirit realm, and this Azure Lotus was of immense benefit to it.

Many years ago, the ancient vine-black dragon tree was seized by Wentian and forged into the ancient vine-black dragon sword.

Therefore, by consuming this Azure Lotus, it could ascend directly to the fourth rank.

Though still far from its former glory, this would mark significant progress given its current state.

Qin Chuan pursued the fleeing treants to the vicinity of the Dragon Spirit Tree and found the ground littered with their desiccated remains.

“Don’t come any closer. I’ll take a look,” he said.

Zi Zi and Sleepy Bug, sensing the strangeness, quickly responded, “Okay.”

“Ding! Discovered a level 29, third-rank, exquisite Dragon Spirit Tree, rare quality, nine-star elite,” the system announced.

Although the Dragon Spirit Tree’s spirit core was gone, its body remained.

Under the control of the ancient vine-black dragon sword, it could still display much of its power, with the sole drawback of being immobile.

Now, the towering Dragon Spirit Tree, over ten meters tall, swayed boldly in the breeze, its leaves rustling fiercely, exuding a somewhat menacing aura.

“So this is the Tree God? Seems rather ordinary,” Qin Chuan mused, feeling this Dragon Spirit Tree was just like any other aged tree.

“Are you the Tree God?” he asked.

An ethereal voice replied, “Indeed. And you are the Black Demon Sword?”

“Yes, that’s me,” Qin Chuan affirmed.

After a brief pause, the voice expressed surprise, “Tsk tsk, level 26 and already an orange-ranked spirit weapon—you’re quite impressive.”

As a fellow spirit weapon, the ancient vine-black dragon sword knew well the hardships beyond the fifth rank to reach orange quality, achievements painstakingly cultivated by Wentian.

Qin Chuan, having clawed his way up from a mere rotten piece of wood to the Dragon Patterned Cold Jade Sword, was a marvel in spirit realm history.

“You have slain so many of my subjects. I want your spirit core,” the ethereal voice declared, sounding like a god looking down on mortals.

“Damn, what a show-off!” Qin Chuan chuckled inwardly, recognizing the 29-level Dragon Spirit Tree before him was merely pretending divinity.

“A Dragon Spirit Tree, huh? Only level 29—stop pretending and fight me properly,” Qin Chuan challenged.

The ancient vine-black dragon sword was shocked, “How... how do you know?”

It had never expected its grand facade to be unveiled so quickly upon meeting Qin Chuan.

It deliberately stalled, awaiting the Azure Lotus’s maturity while secretly deploying dozens of vines to ambush him.

“How I know is none of your concern. Just know this—I’m here to slay you!”

“Hahaha! Arrogant fool!”

Hissing sounds filled the air as the ancient vine-black dragon sword commanded the vines to strike, dozens stabbing toward Qin Chuan’s blade.

“Qin Chuan, watch out!” “Big brother!”

The sudden attack drenched Zi Zi in cold sweat.

But Qin Chuan had long sensed the sword’s subtle moves.

He engaged the vines to see what tricks it had up its sleeve.

This Dragon Spirit Tree felt lifeless, unlike a true spirit being, so Qin Chuan wanted to understand the situation.

The vine assault only deepened his suspicion, as these vines did not seem like natural parts of the Dragon Spirit Tree.

Calm and composed, Qin Chuan faced the sudden attack.

These sharp vines were lethal to treants but mere jokes to him.

His blade glowed faintly orange, flashing swiftly, and the vines fell away.

The ancient vine-black dragon sword murmured, “Hmm, sharper than I expected. But that’s all you’ve got.”

These vines were just fragments of itself, not its full strength.

Moreover, it could still control the Dragon Spirit Tree.

The Dragon Spirit Tree’s abilities were respectable—versatile in offense and defense, leaning toward aggressive tactics.

Dragon Spirit Whip (Active): Attacks within a 20-meter radius, instantly lashes out a thorned dragon-shaped whip, each level increasing damage by 5%. Cooldown 3 seconds, currently level 9.

Dragon Spirit True Form (Passive): Each level increases toughness by 10%, currently level 9.

Dragon Spirit Roar (Active): Stuns targets within 10 meters, each level adding 0.2 seconds of control, currently level 5.

Dragon Spirit Frenzy (Active): Releases eight dragon-shaped whips within one second, dealing damage equal to Dragon Spirit Whip. Each level reduces cooldown by 1 second, currently level 6.

Its stats were as follows: Sharpness over 800, toughness over 1000, speed over 700.

Since the Dragon Spirit Tree could no longer move, speed here referred only to attack speed.

Qin Chuan stood thirty meters away, smiling warmly as he watched the Dragon Spirit Tree.