What Was Lost in the East Was Gained in the West

As the massive amount of Merit within Wu Chu flowed into the Sacred Tree, the golden light on the Sacred Tree's bark grew increasingly intense, and his Divine Sense seemed to have formed a connection with this Sacred Tree.

Under this dazzling golden light, he felt as if he had become that Sacred Tree, standing tall between heaven and earth, its leaves becoming his eyes, looking down in all directions, its roots becoming his feet, deeply embedded in the earth, no matter how fierce the Astral Wind, it could not move him in the slightest.

As the leaves sway gently, they constantly absorb the essence of heaven and earth, while their roots, deeply embedded in the earth, constantly absorb nutrients from it.

He even sensed that within his body, three orbs of light, aided by the Merit Golden Light, were beginning to merge into one.

One of the clumps is purple, and the other two are cyan and blue, respectively.

It is unknown how many times the sun and moon have alternated and rotated, but with the help of the Merit Power, the three orbs of light finally merged into one. The blue and green colors were completely swallowed by the purple, and the entire tree instantly emitted a purple glow, illuminating this world.

After that, Wu Chu felt his body begin to grow wildly... In fact, those few new branches began to grow wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this point, the Sacred Tree had stopped absorbing Merit, but its growth was not yet over.

Purple Runic Divine Chain densely covered the sky, and the cracks in those Runic Divine Chain were being repaired at a visible speed.

Once the cracks in these divine chains were completely repaired, the area covered by the Divine Patterns expanded wildly, with the horizontal distance in all directions more than doubling.

Then, new Runic Divine Chain formed in the sky, intertwining with the original Runic Divine Chain.

He didn't know how much time had passed when the Runic Divine Chain in the sky stopped increasing. The area covered by the Divine Patterns stretched more than ten times its original length, and he came back to his senses from this strange feeling.

Once his mind returned to his body, Wu Chu plopped down on the ground, feeling completely drained.

Wu Chu blinked, finding it somewhat unbelievable that he could still feel a connection to the Sacred Tree. Could it be that this Sacred Tree had become his clone?

But when he discovered that less than one-tenth of his Merit remained, he widened his eyes in disbelief. "That's too cruel! Too cruel... They didn't leave me even a single drop!"

Seeing this, Yibao chuckled and said, "There's one last drop left, why don't you give it to me!"

"Get away from me! I don't want to talk to you, you heartless woman!"

Wu Chu ruthlessly pushed away Yibao, who was leaning in, and looked up at her.

Yueling flew down from the tree, her face beaming with joy, and said, "Brother A Chu, flower buds have already appeared on the four large crowns of the Sacred Tree! Your Merit have not been in vain."

"How much time has passed? Take me up there to see!"

At Wu Chu's request, Little Moon Spirit carried him on a cloud and flew to the Little Moon Spirit, saying, "A month has passed."

"Has it already been a month? It feels like it was just the blink of an eye!"

Wu Chu secretly complained that during the time he was transformed into a tree, he seemed to have little sense of the passage of time!

Although I already knew what changes had occurred to this Spirit Root when I transformed into a tree, I still found it incredible when I saw it with my own eyes.

From the top of the tree, one can clearly see that each of the four pavilions is covered by a huge, umbrella-shaped canopy. A branch, over ten meters thick, stretches straight up to the Yunxiao from the side of the pavilion, supporting these enormous canopies.

Although those tree canopies were not as large as the original canopy, only about one-tenth the size, they were still enormous.

Above these umbrellas, the leaves swayed without wind, and purple flower buds were hidden among the branches and leaves. Purple Divine Patterns intertwined among the branches and leaves and spread into the air.

Above the sky, the once azure sky has been covered by these purple Divine Patterns.

Wu Chu hadn't expected that the Merit Power would have such a significant effect on this Spirit Root. Creatures of the Primordial World truly defy common sense! Come to think of it, if he could refine that Merit, how much would his cultivation level increase?

Thinking of this, Wu Chu's lips twitched slightly, feeling a pang of heartache.

Although he didn't know exactly how much Merit he possessed, having been in this world for so long and inventing so many things, if all the Merit he had accumulated were poured into a certain Spirit Treasure, he would surely be able to obtain a Merit Spiritual Treasure that was at least of the high grade!

Wu Chu felt these were the most conservative estimates. After all, among the Merit Spiritual Treasure he had obtained, not counting Yibao, he had four mid-grade items: Wolf-Hair Brush, Xuan Paper, Tower Ship, and a dock. Although the Tower Ship and the dock were somewhat puzzling to him.

The Merit these Merit Spiritual Treasure brought him were considerable. But the most significant one was when the Yibao became Merit Spiritual Treasure.

But now, all of this has benefited this Spirit Root.

Although he knew that the recovery of this Spirit Root would be of great help to him, it would be a lie to say that he felt no heartache at all.

Even though he had developed a closer connection with this Sacred Tree.

To work hard for half a lifetime, only to be back to square one in a single day—who wouldn't feel heartbroken!

However, looking at the crisscrossing purple Divine Patterns in the sky, Wu Chu finally found some comfort. He just didn't know if this could withstand the Dragon Clan's attack.

Wu Chu estimated that this might be very difficult! If it were possible to stop it, then the Purple Jade Daoist wouldn't have perished together with that Azure Dragon.

Tsk! It seems I'll have to bring this Spirit Root with me if I start the Wandering Plan. But how can I bring it along? I don't know Qiankun arts.

Thinking of this Qiankun technique, Wu Chu couldn't help but look down at the Tower Ship below.

On the deck of the Tower Ship, the two senior figures were still in meditation. A floating cloud drifted in the air, its position noticeably low, casting a shadow over the dock where the Tower Ship was located, blocking the scorching sun from shining on the two senior figures.

Wu Chu estimated that this was Hong Yun's doing.

After glancing at Fuyun, Wu Chu looked at Zhen Yuanzi was not far from Hong Yun.

The Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi possessed a technique called "Universe in the Sleeve," which was said to have been taught to him by Ancestor Yang Mei. It's unknown whether he had mastered this technique at that time.

If he has already learned it, would he be willing to teach it?

Wu Chu shook his head and silently uttered the word 'Hidden'. Then, he saw the purple Divine Patterns in the sky disappear in an instant, and the sky returned to its original azure blue.

Feeling the connection between his mind and the Sacred Tree, Wu Chu smiled slightly. What was lost on one front had gained on another. A loss may turn out to be a blessing in disguise.

With these self-comforting thoughts, Wu Chu turned back into the Main Hall, thinking about inventing something else to accumulate Merit for himself.

After thinking it over, Wu Chu had no choice but to ask Yibao, "Yibao, what other inventions can we make now, but haven't we? I'm thinking of doing some Merit now."

Yibao jumped from his shoulder onto the table and started counting on her fingers, "Clothing, food, shelter, transportation, music, chess, calligraphy, and painting—of these, we haven't tried 'transportation' and 'music.' But 'transportation' is definitely out of the question; we might not even get the chance to go out. So..."

"You mean, we should start making musical instruments?" Wu Chu shook his head. "I doubt even a zither will work. The Great God Fuxi has probably already made Five-String Qin."

"How will you know if you don't try? You can't possibly replicate the Four Great Inventions!"

"Well, that's not impossible! We've already figured out papermaking, and we also have the compass and printing press. Do you know the formula for gunpowder?"

"Master, you're not even human anymore, trying to gain some Merit!"

These were words Wu Chu used to tease Yibao, and now Yibao seized the opportunity to return the favor, teasing her master Wu Chu.

"Girl, watch your words! You're being disrespectful!"

Wu Chu poked her little head with his finger.

Yibao covered her head, pretending to sob...

Wu Chu rolled his eyes and said, "Forget it, let's leave a way for the younger generation. Let them make musical instruments! It's good for them to cultivate their minds."

"Master, you have already blocked the path of many great sages of the younger generation."

Wu Chu squinted at her and laughed, "Is it fun to roast me? Just tell me! Do you want Merit?"

"Think!"

"Then stop with all that nonsense!"

"But didn't you say that many things are out of step with the times? For example, printing technology—who would use it? Are we going to print storybooks for the creatures of the Primordial World era?"

Wu Chu stroked his chin and nodded, saying, "That's a good idea."

"..."

Seeing Yibao open her little mouth, Wu Chu laughed and said, "Alright, just kidding. The Primordial World is too vast. How can we publish stories and promote them? Let's get more practical!"

"And that gunpowder..."

"I was just saying, and you actually took it seriously."

Yibao chuckled and handed her phone to Wu Chu. "What kind of musical instrument do you want to make? I think the easiest ones to make are the flute and the xiao."

"Then let's make this flute! Playing the xiao (vertical bamboo flute) just feels a bit... unnatural..."

"Master, you're so dirty-minded! Hehe..."