Divine Realm, Third Stage

Before I knew it, the night had passed.

As the morning sunlight streamed through the windowpane, dancing on his face and body, Hua Qiang finished refining that bottle of essence blood.

His realm has reached the Divine Realm, Third Stage, and the progress bar is nearing the top. He is just one step away from entering the Divine Realm Fourth Tier.

With his body possessing immense power, Hua Qiang felt that he wouldn't be afraid of even an opponent at the Divine Realm, Sixth Stage.

We can fight, and even win!

As if he had thought of something, Hua Qiang produced a charred tree branch that he had previously bought for ten Low-grade Spirit Stones.

Upon closer inspection, he couldn't discern anything unusual, but subconsciously he felt that this thing was something special.

Hua Qiang thought for a moment, then bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood onto the tree branch.

The next moment, the blood was completely absorbed, and the charred color of the branch seemed to fade slightly.

In fact, this branch had a faint connection with him.

There's hope!

Hua Qiang continued to drip blood, and the tree branch continued to absorb it; the charred color continued to fade; and the telepathic connection continued to strengthen.

When Hua Qiang had shed his 99th drop of blood, and it was heartbreaking to see it drip, the tree branch seemed to have finally had its fill.

The charred remains on his body had completely disappeared, replaced by a section of emerald green branch, even radiating a hint of golden light, that appeared before his eyes.

The branch twitched, transforming into a streak of green light that entered his mind.

Then, it floated above his sea of consciousness.

Faint threads of Spiritual Power wrapped around the branch, like a cocoon, and then this section of the trunk slowly shrank until it became a seed.

In Hua Qiang's sea of consciousness, waves surged and gradually dispersed, revealing a small island that slowly emerged from the water. The seed landed on the island and burrowed into the soil.

The moment the island appeared, Hua Qiang's sea of consciousness doubled in size.

Soon, the seed sprouted, took root, and grew.

Then a green leaf grew, two, three... and slowly it became a sapling.

The next moment, information about the sapling appeared in Hua Qiang's mind.

Holy crap!

Hua Qiang exclaimed in surprise. This time, he really couldn't hold back anymore; he was turning in his grave.

This is the Life Divine Tree!

We've struck it rich!

He will never have to worry about getting hurt again, and he won't care even if he is dismembered by others.

The Life Divine Tree will provide him with energy in the next moment, allowing his injuries to heal quickly and reach his peak.

Even if his body is destroyed by others, as long as his Primordial Spirit remains, the Life Divine Tree can reshape his body.

Once the Life Divine Tree has grown up, he can cut off a branch and refine his physical body.

Well, if he has enough branches, he can forge ninety-nine avatars.

Hua Qiang almost cried.

After his physical body is refined, he can communicate with the Lower Realm through the Life Divine Tree, sending one of his physical bodies down to the Lower Realm and then returning home.

His physical body and his spirit body can be interchanged, and he can go to the Lower Realm to reunite with his family anytime, anywhere.

Do you think we should cry?

What surprised him even more was that a spring of spiritual water would form at the base of the Life Divine Tree, containing the Life Divine Water.

The divine water can bring the dead back to life and heal flesh and bones.

No matter what the illness or how severe the injury, it can be cured!

Hahahaha!

He couldn't hold back anymore, he really couldn't hold back!

Knock knock knock!

There was a knock on the door.

"Supreme Elder, it's time for breakfast!"

Star Feather Guard City is divided among five major factions.

The City Lord's Manor, along with the Ouyang Family in the East District, the Bai Family in the South District, the Guo Family in the West District, and the Yang Family in the North District, check and balance each other, dividing up the city's resources and power.

These Lineage are all deeply rooted, with large populations, vast industries, and formidable power. Each family has a master at the Divine Realm level, so they can make Xingyu City tremble with a stomp of their feet.

At this moment, inside the massive manor of the Yang Family in the North District, the atmosphere in the grand hall of a luxurious palace-style building was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

Yang Buxiu, the current head of the Yang Family, sat in the head of the family seat with a gloomy expression.

His gaze was icy, fixed on the person kneeling on the ground—his son Yang Jingshou.

At this moment, Yang Jingshou in a sorry state, with one side of his face swollen high. His originally handsome face now looked particularly comical, but no one dared to laugh.

Beside Yang Jingshou, two middle-aged men were kneeling; they were the two bodyguards who had accompanied Yang Jingshou earlier.

"Father! You have to stand up for your son!" Yang Jingshou cried, his voice filled with anger and grievance.

"That bastard not only beat me up, but also stole the Ancestral Dragon Essence Blood that I bought at auction for ten thousand High-grade Spirit Stone."

That was a photo I specially took as a gift for Grandpa's 50th birthday two weeks ago! Waaaaah!

The cries echoed in the hall, so mournful that those who didn't know the cause thought his parents had died.

Ten thousand High-grade Spirit Stone is an astronomical figure for ordinary people, enough to make a Lineage rise to prominence instantly.

The Ancestral Dragon Essence Blood is extremely precious and rare, making it not only a congratulatory gift but also a symbol of the Yang Family's prestige.

"Smack!"

Yang Buxiu slammed his palm on the table in front of him, and the sturdy table shattered into pieces instantly, with wood chips flying everywhere.

"You blind bastard, how dare you provoke the Yang Family! You're courting death!" Yang Buxiu roared.

His voice resounded through the hall like Bronze Bell being struck, making everyone's ears ring.

His eyes blazed with boundless rage, as if he wanted to drag the perpetrator out immediately and tear him to pieces.

"Have someone find out that person's identity information for me."

Yang Buxiu gave instructions to the steward behind him, his voice cold and authoritative.

The steward quickly replied, "Yes, Master," and hurriedly withdrew.

Yang Buxiu took a deep breath, trying to suppress his anger. He looked at his son kneeling on the ground and the two bodyguards, Wen Dao coldly, "What exactly happened? Tell me in detail."

Well...

Yang Jingshou hesitated for a moment, then stammered out the whole story.

"Today I went out for a stroll with two bodyguards and some servants. At the auction in the city, I took a fancy to a bottle of Ancestral Dragon Essence Blood and spent 10,000 High-grade Spirit Stone to bid for it."

On the way home, we had a minor altercation with a disciple of a sect. Suddenly, someone rushed over, attacked us without a word, and stole the Ancestral Dragon Essence Blood.

"What does that person look like? What are his features? Do you know his identity?" Yang Buxiu Wen Dao.

"Uh... that person was wearing a white robe, was very young, and not as good-looking as me."

He was told by someone that he was some kind of Supreme Elder.

However, he is very strong; even my servants and two bodyguards combined are no match for him.

Yang Jingshou replied with a glint in her eyes.

Yang Buxiu frowned, pondering to himself.

In Star Feather Guard City, there are not many people who dare to provoke the Yang Family, let alone someone so young. Who exactly is he?

Are they from one of the other major Lineage? Or from the City Lord's Manor's Mansion? Or perhaps some other hidden force?

"Hmph, no matter who you are, daring to provoke my Yang Family, I will definitely not let you go." Yang Buxiu sneered inwardly, a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes.

"You two, as bodyguards, couldn't even protect the young master. What is your punishment?" Yang Buxiu Wen Dao coldly, looking at the two bodyguards.

The two bodyguards trembled with fear and begged for mercy, saying, "Master, please spare us! We didn't expect that person to be so powerful. We were really powerless to help."

"That guy knocked us unconscious with a single move!"

"Hmph, I'll spare your lives for now, but if you do this again, I won't let you off easily," Yang Buxiu said.

"Thank you for sparing our lives, Patriarch." The two bodyguards quickly kowtowed in gratitude.

"You may all leave," Yang Buxiu waved his hand, signaling them to withdraw.

Yang Jingshou and her two bodyguards felt as if they had been granted a pardon and quickly retreated.

Yang Buxiu sat in the chair, waiting for news from the butler.