(Second update)
"Elder Yun, you only reached the True Immortal Stage after our entire tribe migrated. Though your strength is formidable, your knowledge of some of our tribe's past secrets is incomplete, far less than that of the elders stationed at the Martial God Altar," Wu Kuihu said with a smile.
"Chief, do you mean..." Yun Zhongyue had vaguely thought of something.
"Indeed. When our entire tribe relocated, a very small number of our people did not come with us, but joined other sects instead. I imagine Yuan Tiangang, the state preceptor of Great Tang, inherited the legacy of people like them," Wu Kuihu said.
With outsiders such as Shen Luo present, he said only enough to make the connection clear, without touching on the secrets of the past.
Though Yun Zhongyue still had doubts after hearing this, she asked no further questions.
Only after she fully withdrew her aura did the tension around them gradually ease. Shen Luo secretly let out a long breath as well.
Wuman'er looked toward him, a trace of apology in her eyes.
Shen Luo immediately smiled and gently shook his head, indicating that she need not worry about it.
"Master, what did you bring us here to see?" Wuman'er asked.
"Silly child, the Divine Tree, of course," Wu Kuihu said.
Utterly puzzled, Wuman'er stepped forward and looked at the little sapling in the center. At first, she noticed nothing unusual, but soon her brows knitted, and she cried out in alarm:
"Master, why is one missing?"
At her words, Shen Luo and Jiang Shentian were both as lost as monks trying to feel the tops of heads ten feet high.
"What's missing? Has the Divine Tree borne fruit?" Yun Xiaonu's eyes shone as she hurriedly called out.
"Master, why is the Divine Tree missing