Deep within Azure Emperor Valley, inside a crude wooden hut, Wang Shouzhe, who had been sitting cross-legged beneath the Azure Emperor Sacred Stele to receive its inheritance, gradually woke up as well.
He felt as though he had experienced a long, long dream.
In that dream, he sometimes became a blade of wild grass, sometimes a spirit tree, and sometimes seemed to become a climbing vine. He simply remained somewhere in silence, growing bit by bit from a tiny sprout, living from birth to death through lives either brief or long, before returning once more to nothingness.
Without realizing it, his understanding of the Way of Wood had deepened considerably. Many things he had once been unable to comprehend had unraveled one by one, and the road ahead had suddenly opened bright and clear.
From here on, he only needed to continue cultivating step by step, and his cultivation would rapidly rise.
Recalling everything he had experienced in that great dream, Wang Shouzhe still felt somewhat dazed.
This... was an inheritance?
So this was what receiving an inheritance felt like.
Although his level of strength had not risen, the Azure Emperor Profound Qi within him seemed to have been refined and cleansed, becoming increasingly condensed. His use of the laws of the Azure Wood Path had also become far more effortless.
It was like receiving the answers before solving a problem. When working through it, one only needed to copy the solution steps from the answers, making it naturally easy. Without those "answers," however, cultivation was like a blind man walking the road, able only to grope forward bit by bit through thorny wilderness. Naturally, progress would be slow.
Perhaps after wasting away year after year, one's lifespan would simply run out.
No wonder humanity's forebears had created the model