The Dao Rises a Foot, the Devil Rises Ten; the Chief of Ancestor Trees Bows Before the Swordmaster

"Hehehe..."

In the Shennong Medicine Garden, the Dragon Apricot Spirit curled its two claws, coiled nervously yet excitedly atop the canopy.

Beside it, a spot had long been reserved for another Ancestor Tree.

But there was only one.

As long as she came, she would definitely fall in love with the Apricot Realm.

Because the soil she could take root in within the Apricot Realm was soil from the Shennong Medicine Garden.

To Ancestor Trees, the Medicine Ancestor was the most approachable among the Ten Ancestors, without equal.

Needless to say, His medicine garden was even more so.

Boom!

The sky split apart.

An overwhelming aura of an Ancestor Tree came plunging down from the heavens.

"Careful."

The Dragon Apricot Spirit pounced over at once to keep her from getting hurt. "Xu Xiaoshou, you're being far too rough. Be gentler!"

Just as it was about to embrace the Ancestor Tree and sample its fragrance, the streak of light dispersed, revealing what lay within.

—An ugly broken willow!

"Ah!"

The Dragon Apricot Spirit cried out and stumbled back in fright.

God-Worship Willow? What was the point of digging this out? Dig up the Nine-Sacrifice Osmanthus first! Yet the God-Worship Willow fell from the sky and, by sheer coincidence, plunged headfirst into the vacant spot reserved beside the Dragon Apricot.

That spot had been painstakingly laid with dazzling jewels of every color, treasures capable of nurturing fortune. Even the fragrance had been blended in advance into the kind the Dragon Apricot believed the Nine-Sacrifice Osmanthus would like.

With a plop, the broken God-Worship Willow seized the magpie's nest.

Once it landed, it sensed that this "soil" was somewhat unusual. It was simply too suited for an Ancestor Tree to take root in.

At the same time, it discovered that this "world" was