Chapter 1257 - 1257 14 The Competition of the Saint Becomes

Chapter 1257: Chapter 14 The Competition of the Saint Becomes Increasingly Inward-Looking_3 Chapter 1257: Chapter 14 The Competition of the Saint Becomes Increasingly Inward-Looking_3 In general, the Sacred Land cultivates a multitude of young Celestial beings, who either stay within the valley, handle affairs outside, or even go to foreign battlefields to take up various duties; they are the backbone of the Sacred Land, supporting the vast organizational structure of Lingyun Holy Ground.

However, the Celestial beings who leave Green Emperor Valley mostly take on logistical roles, with only a few participating in frontline battles.

After serving the Sacred Land for a certain number of years and repaying their contributions, they can choose to retire and live out their days or continue to contribute, amassing wealth and connections for their junior family members, striving to help their native families develop even better.

It is precisely because of the affluent resources of the Sacred Lands that many small and medium-sized Prominent Families flock to them, trying every means to find connections in order to get in.

In the very center of the Green Emperor Valley’s architectural complex, there stands a tall building made entirely of wood.

It is constructed from a light-yellow Spirit Wood, complex and precise in structure, combining aesthetic order with artistic beauty, while also exuding a pure, natural harmony. Its sophisticated, yet refreshing ambiance is mixed but captivating.

The glowing body of the building is also engraved with intricate inscriptions, radiating an enigmatic aura, making it obvious that the building itself is a treasure.

This high-rise is the core of Green Emperor Valley—the Qing Emperor Tower.

At this moment.

Inside the Qing Emperor Tower.

A mature man who appears to be in his thirties is lounging casually in a comfortable Old Master wooden chair. He is dressed in loose, comfortable hemp clothes, his long hair flowing freely, giving off a somewhat wild and uninhibited air.

This person is the Valley Master of Green Emperor Valley’s one pulse—Qing Song, the Enlightened One.

While he may look young, he is actually over twelve hundred years old.

The Wood Type lineage has its own distinct feature: relatively weak combat ability, but the ability to bond with Life-bound Spirit Plants. Depending on the Spirit Plant, different powers can be granted to the owner.

The Life-bound Spirit Plant of Qing Song, the Enlightened One, is a mutated Qing Song.

It endowed Qing Song with immense vitality and a youthful physique. As for combat ability, well, there’s no need to go into that; the combination of man and tree is still not a match for Lang Ya, the Enlightened One.

Next to him, Wang Shouzhe is also sitting on an equally comfortable recliner. Across from him are Green Fern, his junior sister whom they have not seen for a long time, and Master Changchun, and apart from them, there is a rugged-looking middle-aged man.

It is worth mentioning that Master Changchun, who is no longer young, seems to have been rejuvenated for some reason. From a simple image of an “old farmer” with white beard, he has suddenly become much younger, looking as if he were only in his fifties or sixties.

Such “reverse aging” could only mean one possibility.

That is, his Life-bound Spirit Plant—the Longevity Tree—has advanced from Peak Level Eight to Level Nine and transferred part of the upgrade’s vitality back to its owner.

Even Wang Shouzhe had to admit that Master Changchun was very lucky.

In terms of age, Master Changchun had already exceeded the limit of the Purple Abode Realm by many years. He had started showing signs of decline in the past few years. Wang Shouzhe had also tried to extend his life, but after reaching his limit, there was a full-scale deterioration, and even Li Xian’s vital force could only ease the pain.

If it hadn’t been for the timely advancement of the Longevity Tree, taking advantage of the power of heaven and earth to replenish his lifespan, Master Changchun’s life would have been exhausted within a few years.

“Master, that’s the situation,” Master Changchun reported to Qing Song, the Enlightened One. “Not long ago, the Longevity Tree transformed into Level Nine. And my lifespan is expected to have increased by several hundred more years.”

Qing Song, the Enlightened One, also looked at him with teasing eyes, remarking, “Changchun, of all the Purple Abode Realm Cultivators in the world, when it comes to combat ability, you’d be hard-pressed to catch up to the others.”

“Yet when it comes to lifespan, your teacher has yet to see another Purple Abode Realm Cultivator who can compare with you.”

“It’s all thanks to luck,” Master Changchun gratefully looked at the robust middle-aged man beside him, the Longevity Tree—Wang Changsheng.

That’s right, the rugged and strong middle-aged man is none other than the Longevity Tree, freshly ascended not long ago.

After his transformation, he also conveniently took the name “Wang Changsheng” for himself.

Wang Changsheng looked at Master Changchun with a deep gaze, feeling inwardly frustrated.

He had tried very hard to restrain himself from ascending, but unexpectedly, instead of waiting for Master Changchun’s demise, he failed to restrain the rhythm of his advancement and ascended in agony and regret.

This is fate, oh~~sigh~is it really so difficult to seek refuge with Wang Shouzhe?

“Changsheng, first of all, congratulations on advancing to Level Nine,” Qing Song, the Enlightened One, said doubtfully. “But I don’t quite understand why you chose the surname Wang?”

“What’s so strange about that?” said Wang Changsheng as if it were only natural. “My daughter, Wang Yinglu, is now the granddaughter of the Wang family. She is currently constructing the Great Desert together with Young Clan Leader Zong’an. Such an honor and achievement! Since my daughter bears the name Wang, what else should I go by if not Wang?”

Given the chance to seek refuge with Wang Shouzhe, he would willingly accept even being part of the ‘Zong’ generation.

It made perfect sense.

Qing Song, the Enlightened One, was momentarily at a loss for words.