Traces of Mythology

When Qin Yi first arrived in this esteemed place to buy things from the Clam Girl, he heard about the Qiu Niu Music Concert. At first, he thought it was interesting, but he never thought of participating.

This shows that Qin Yi is not a musician or painter who is obsessed with this. If it were someone who was truly obsessed, they would have broken their own hair to participate.

Ju Yunxiu saw through his true nature at a glance and never expected him to inherit the Calligraphy and Painting Dao. Music and painting were always just hobbies for Qin Yi, not his fundamental pursuits. Of course, having this interest was already quite good; at least Ju Yunxiu heard a sense of detachment and open-mindedness in his flute playing and found the joy of finding a kindred spirit, which was a pleasant surprise.

Perhaps Qin Yi himself never imagined that one day he would approach a powerful demon of the Formless level as a "musician".

Hmm... of course they're demons. Dragons and phoenixes are demons, and so is Qiu Niu. It's just that they're not called Wuxiang, they're called Ancestor Saint, which means the same thing. To this day, Qin Yi is too lazy to emphasize different titles for different cultivation methods; it doesn't matter what they're called.

In a daze, I recalled a long time ago when I had just left the mountain. Liusu said that it didn't matter if I called her Feng Chuqin Xin or Qi Refining Foundation Establishment, I could call her whatever I liked, even if she called me Sha Zi Jing.

Only today have I been able to roughly grasp Liusu's State of Mind.

The title doesn't really matter.

Qiu Niu suggests a homebody and an artistic disposition, and Qin Yi himself associates with the Feathered People Clam Girl —a group with impeccable lineage from the forbidden lands for tens of thousands of years. Theoretically, he shouldn't be in danger. But who knows what tricks the Yazi Pixiu might pull? Even if the chance of it attacking is only one in ten thousand, there's still a chance. Before heading to the meeting, Qin Yi still upgraded all his equipment to prepare for any unforeseen circumstances.

Meanwhile, his flute duet with An'an was just so-so... An'an barely reached the level of playing a normal piece, which was quite commendable among mortals. Whether it could surprise Qiu Niu depended on whether Qin Yi's duet could carry it. To be honest, Qin Yi himself wasn't very confident; after all, his musical skills weren't those of Ju Yunxiu.

Let's just bite the bullet and go for it. Hopefully, since Qiu Niu hasn't heard much from the outside world, it will feel a bit fresh.

No matter how unsure I was, the day of the concert still arrived.

The Winged Human Race mobilized their elite troops, with Yu Feiling personally leading the team, to go to Jianmu to serve as guards. In fact, the Winged Human Race had never made such a high-profile appearance for previous concerts, as they were only used to maintain order in entertainment venues and were not of a high standard. There was no need to use the Winged Human Race's Clan Leader and Saintess, and Qiu Niu was not the type to make a big show of it.

However, this time it was mixed with more political meaning. Yu Feiling tried to communicate with Dragon Son again, also to protect everyone's safety.

If we exclude the influence of the Jianmu tree, Yu Feiling's strength even surpasses that of half the Dragon Son —this is no joke. In the Sea Forbidden Ground, Yu Feiling's words carry weight and are far more reliable than the Clam Girl's. Even the Pixiu dares not openly express its schemes against Feng Yu, yet it dares to stubbornly refuse to cooperate with the Clam Girl; their attitudes are completely different.

To be honest, when Qin Yi first approached the Winged Human Race, he thought they could be of great help, and maybe even give him a Jian Mu Fruit to eat... He just didn't expect that Heavenly Change become the savior of the Feathered People, which was something he hadn't anticipated.

He was now following the Clam Girl's group and was learning for the first time that the Clam Clan wasn't just female... there were male clam maidens, and even hermaphrodites who, after taking human form, looked like eunuchs. Perhaps because the Clam Girl's beauty was so renowned, everyone talked about them so much that they overlooked the fact that the Clam Girl had such diverse genders.

"Holy crap, it can be both male and female!" Biography of Qin Yi asked the dog, "What are you like in human form?"

The dog was speechless. "Is this the first time you've thought about my human form?"

"Well..."

"Sometimes you're very smart, and sometimes you're as slow as a pig." The dog found it very strange; let alone its humanoid form, this guy had never even bothered to figure out what Liusu looked like...

Qin Yi said irritably, "Because I think you're the cutest when you 'Black Fur Ball, I don't want to look at anything else."

"Tch." The dog thought that maybe he was just finding the Little Ghost- like Liusu cute and subconsciously avoided other things?

Thinking of this, he said, "I have never taken human form. If I had to take a form, I wouldn't have a fixed shape. I can take whatever form I want."

"So you said before that cross-dressing was perfectly fine?"

"Of course, what difference does gender make between me? If you like seeing female forms, then I'll transform into a female form for you. What's the big deal?" The dog was speechless. "Do you think that would make me feel wronged? I don't feel any difference between men and women at all. You've cultivated to your level, and you can't even see through the physical form. I don't know how you even reached the Radiant Sun realm."

"Do you believe I can also achieve the Qian Yuan realm?"

The dog hung its head, unable to argue with him.

Qin Yi pulled it out of the ring, and the dog angrily asked, "What are you doing?"

Qin Yi flicked his hand, conjuring a small flower ribbon, and quickly tied it into a bow.

Dog: "?"

"Beautiful dog." Qin Yi clapped his hands. "Anyway, you don't care, right? Then let's dress up as women."

The dog rolled its eyes, and indeed ignored him, letting the bow tie sit on its head, and lazily yawned.

"Wow... the dog is getting cuter and cuter!" An'an ran over, picked up the dog, and rubbed it a couple of times.

The dog said irritably, "Why aren't you listening to the male clams fawning over you?"

An'an glanced at Qin Yi, and seeing that he didn't react, she was slightly disappointed, but still said, "Compared to you, sir, they are too... too unmanly."

"Hmm?" Qin Yi pointed to a very robust male clam not far away. "Isn't that quite manly?"

An'an turned her head, glared at them, and said, "Come here!"

The male clam scurried over, bowing and scraping. "What are your orders, Princess?"

An'an raised her little fist as if to hit someone.

"Bang!" The male clam instantly reformed into a fan shape.

An'an kicked the clam, sending it rolling a long way.

Qin Yi was astonished. "Is this what the Clam Clan is like? Cowardice ingrained in their genes..."

An'an sighed, "It's fine under normal circumstances... but when the clan is in danger, they're really useless."

Qin Yi felt that if they were compared like this, An'an was actually the one who was relatively courageous. At least she dared to represent her tribe to do trade everywhere and even dared to try to collect debts from the Nine Great Kings.

Although I haven't looked for one yet.

An'an looked up into the distance and whispered, "Sir, we've arrived at Jianmu."

Qin Yi almost didn't react.

Because the wall in front of us seemed to have no end in sight, and we had no idea how wide it was. If it weren't for the fact that it was clearly curved outwards, it would be no mistake for a wall...

This is a tree.

The diameter is impossible to determine with the naked eye.

If the tree on Winged Human Island is like a skyscraper, then the main trunk of the Jianmu tree is probably as thick as a mountain, and according to Gouzi, it is ten thousand ren tall.

This height sounds common; many poems and articles frequently use the phrase "mountains of ten thousand fathoms," but that's just a figurative number. The phrase "searching for a tree for a thousand miles" is also a figurative number.

But the dog was stating the truth.

What does 10,000 ren mean? One ren is about the height of an average person, between 1.6 and 1.8 meters. 10,000 ren is at least 16,000 meters.

The highest point of Mount Everest is over 8,800 meters above the ground.

A single tree is twice the height of Mount Everest.

Well, to be honest... this height is already terrifying, especially considering it's a tree, not a mountain. A tree this tall is simply monstrous. But Qin Yi felt somewhat relieved, because at least it didn't have the kind of grand scale that Buzhou Mountain could support the heavens and earth; it was still within the realm of what normal creations could comprehend.

This is the legendary Jianmu tree. It is only right that Jianmu is tall and majestic.

Qin Yi stated that he was in stable condition.

This tree is so tall that it's more than just a tree; each branch could be considered a city, capable of housing an entire tribe. Of course, no tribe is qualified to live there. The tree is divided into nine sections, with each of the nine Dragon Son residing in one section. Those who live together are their servants.

Qin Yi discovered that most of these attendants were not from sea-dwelling races, nor were there many from sky-dwelling races. Surprisingly, the majority were from the Great Wilderness races... some from the Giant Country, some from the Small People Country —quite interesting.

Near the edge of the Jianmu tree, another colossal ship, seemingly endless, lay anchored at sea. In ancient times, a great upheaval had occurred, and even the continental plates were no longer what Liusu had known. This tectonic shift resulted in annihilation for many races. Thus, giants hollowed out wood to make boats and carved wood for oars, sailing across the ocean in search of a safe haven for their people.

This is the origin of the Great Wilderness race in this area, and also the origin of the piece that was cut off from the Xunmu tree.

Looking at the giant ship, Qin Yi felt as if he were witnessing a myth, and his heart was filled with excitement. Even seeing dragons and phoenixes, Taotie, and all sorts of monsters had not evoked the same strong feeling as this ship.

Although the world is different, we can still imagine the relics of our Huaxia's battles against heaven and earth.