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Chapter 527 The cunning Chongming ties Jiang Chacha with the red thread of fate; the immortal tree is searching for food.

"Eat the fruit of the Immortal Tree, seek immortality, live forever, become a citizen of the Immortal Kingdom, and protect the Immortal Tree for all eternity!"

"Eat the fruit of the immortal tree, seek immortality, and eternal life..."

Jin Tuotuo, Er Daduo, and Bai Miaomiao, the two demons and five people in total, kept repeating the same words, their eyes fixed on the lush, fruit-laden immortal tree. Although their steps were stiff, they still walked towards the immortal tree step by step without any hesitation.

Seeing this, Jiang Chacha tried to stop him, but Chongming stopped her: "Their souls have been taken away by the Immortal Tree, you can't wake them up if you go over there."

Jiang Chacha's face turned cold: "If I can't wake them up, I'll beat them awake. There's something wrong with this immortal tree."

Chongming nodded in agreement, "I know there's something wrong with the Undying Tree, but now is not the time to wake them up."

Jiang Chacha's brows furrowed suddenly: "Why?"

Chongming replied, "This is not the real immortal tree, but an illusion created by the immortal tree. This illusion can confuse all things."

Jiang Chacha asked in surprise, "Why were we unaffected, but they were?"

Chongming's lips slowly curved into a faint smile, and he said meaningfully, "Perhaps it's because we are older and have higher levels of cultivation."

He protected her with his divine power, and he smeared his dragon blood on her. He was out of control, and so was she.

Jiang Chacha: "..."

She was speechless at these words, and even felt that they were a bit far-fetched and deliberately mysterious.

Jiang Chacha turned to look at Jin Tuotuo and the others, and said anxiously, "They're almost at the Tree of Immortality."

Chongming suddenly reached out and grabbed her hand: "It's okay, let's go over there. I'll hold your hand, so you won't easily get lost in the Immortal Tree."

Jiang Chacha was startled when he grabbed her hand. She instinctively tried to shake him off, but when she heard his last words, she paused. The hand he was holding felt awkward yet familiar, as if she had seen it before.

Seeing that she hadn't shaken him off, Chongming pulled him along and followed behind Jin Tuotuo and the others, walking in the same way as them.

If someone were watching from a distance, they would think that the two of them were also bewitched by the Immortal Spell and were walking step by step toward the Immortal Tree.

Jiang Chacha noticed something different. The seemingly close Undying Tree was actually both near and far. No matter which way she went, it looked like she could reach it with her hand, but when she actually reached out, she still couldn't touch or reach it.

Jiang Chacha asked Chongtou in a low voice, "What happened?"

Chongming tightened his grip on her hand: "The phantom of the Immortal Tree is testing us, testing whether we have all been misled and manipulated by it."

“You are a tree, and your grandmother was also a tree. You should know that trees in the human world are not allowed to have consciousness. In the ancient wilderness, any tree that has a name recorded is alive and has consciousness. In fact, they can use everything as fertilizer in order to survive.”

Using everything as fertilizer is the ability of every tree, not just the trees in the ancient wilderness, but all trees.

Wherever a tree seed falls, it takes root and sprouts, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, it will remain in one place forever. To survive, it must have a strong and well-developed root system so that it can penetrate deeper into the soil and more effectively absorb nutrients from the soil and decompose various carnivorous nutrients buried in the soil.

Jiang Chacha nodded: "I understand what you're saying, but I have a question. The Undying Tree of the Undying Kingdom in the Southern Wilderness is a unique spiritual object, born and nurtured by nature. Why doesn't it transform into a human?"

Chongming replied, "Home, homeland, these three words are something that no one, whether a demon, god, monster, human, or ghost, can sever ties with."

"Besides, the Immortal Kingdom has all the nutrients the Immortal Tree needs. If it leaves here, it might not be called the Immortal Tree anymore."

Jiang Chacha only half understood what she was hearing and was wondering what to ask for more details when Jin Tuotuo and the others, who were walking ahead, stopped.

Jiang Chacha looked over and saw the two demons and five others raise their arms, spread out, kneel down in front of the immortal tree, muttering incantations, but it was impossible to hear what they were saying.

After they finished reciting the incantation, they raised their arms and bowed reverently before the enormous phantom of the immortal tree.

One head, two heads, three heads—they kowtowed a total of ninety-nine times. Their foreheads were bruised and bleeding, and the blood flowed down their foreheads, noses, lips, and dripped from their chins to the ground, as if they had completed some kind of sacrificial ritual.

Just then, the earth shook, causing the immortal tree to sway, and the red, translucent fruits on the tree began to fall to the ground.

Jin Tuotuo, Er Daduo, Bai Miaomiao, and the other two demons, a total of five people, rushed towards the fallen fruit like crazy, devout believers, picked it up, and stuffed it into their mouths to eat.

Jiang Chacha's pupils constricted slightly, as she tried to step forward to stop him.

Chongming pulled her back: "Illusion, those are all illusions. The Immortal Tree is still testing us. You don't need to go."

Jiang Chacha turned her head sharply to look at Chongming: "In the illusions and hallucinations, were the fruits they ate harmless to their bodies?"

Chongming chuckled softly, "Wait a moment."

Jiang Chacha didn't understand, but she complied and waited.

Chongming held her hand with one hand, raised the other, and bit his middle finger.

Blood oozed from his middle finger. He raised his hand and smeared the blood from his middle finger into Jiang Chacha's eyes.

Dragon's blood entered my eyes, burning hot as fire.

Jiang Chacha's eyes snapped shut as if they had been scalded by fire.

The burning sensation lasts only a moment, and then it disappears.

Jiang Chacha opened her eyes and saw a desolate scene around her. There were no immortal trees or immortal fruits, only Jin Tuotuo and the other seven kneeling on the ground, grabbing handfuls of soil and stuffing them into their mouths as if it were a delicacy.

Jiang Chacha was shocked and hesitated: "This..."

Chongming replied, "From the moment we stepped into the realm of the Undying Kingdom, we entered an illusion. Everything we see is false."

Jiang Chacha couldn't believe it: "Is everything we're seeing fake? Are we really on Mount Yuanqiu, the sacred mountain of the Immortal Kingdom?"

Chongming said, "No!"

Jiang Chacha exclaimed, "Wait, where are we?"

Chongming replied, "In the illusion of the Immortal Tree."

Jiang Chacha cursed, "Damn it! How do I break this illusion, find the real Tree of Immortality, and find my demon race's sacred beast, Bai Ze?"

Chongming, with his concise yet profound words, uttered a single word: "Wait!"

Jiang Chacha: "..."

Saying it is as good as not saying it at all; it's better not to say anything at all.

Jiang Chacha twisted her hand: "Let go!"

Chongming didn't loosen his grip; instead, he tightened it even more: "If I let go of you, you'll end up like Jin Tuotuo and Er Daduo, entering the illusion of the Immortal Tree and lying on the ground eating dirt."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chacha forced a smile and said, "Well, the Immortal Tree is a tree, and I am a tree too. We are both trees, we are the same kind, so there's a high probability that we can communicate easily. What do you think?"

Chongming Liangliang reminded him, "Even if you've experienced a great war, you're only over ten thousand years old. The Immortal Tree is a naturally grown spiritual plant that existed before the ancient primordial war between the Lich King and the Demon King." "If it were to transform into a human, its magical power would be so great that even the Xuanyuan Longbai Demon King couldn't defeat it, let alone you, the only green tea demon in the Three Realms, Five Elements, and Six Paths!"

Jiang Chacha inhaled and exhaled, trying to comfort herself, telling herself that there are heavens beyond heavens, people beyond people, demons beyond demons, and trees beyond trees.

"I'll trust you this once and wait here."

A barely perceptible hint of affection flickered in his eyes: "Alright, it won't be long, the illusion will disappear soon."

Jiang Chacha hoped the illusion would disappear quickly. Jin Tuotuo and the others were covered in mud and looked disheveled, but no one noticed anything was wrong. They were still swallowing hard, as if they wanted to eat the most delicious food.

Time passed slowly until they let out their first burp after eating, and the immortal tree in front of them disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, a shady path appeared where the immortal tree had disappeared, covered with sharp, wheat-like wild grass.

Red wildflowers bloom among the weeds, their red and green hues intertwining, making the path appear dreamlike, alluring, and enchanting amidst the desolation.

Jin Tuotuo and Er Daduo, along with two other demons, stood up. They hastily wiped their mouths, straightened their clothes, lined up, and started walking towards the shady path.

They stepped on the flowers and grass, and the moment they lifted their feet, the trampled flowers and grass returned to their original state. From behind, it looked as if flowers bloomed under their feet and lotus flowers bloomed with every step.

Chongming pulled Jiang Chacha along and followed.

His hands were very warm, so warm that Jiang Chacha felt an increasing sense of déjà vu. It was as if she had once held hands with someone like this before, no, not just held hands like this, but intertwined fingers, tightly intertwined fingers.

Jiang Chacha was half a step behind Chongming as he pulled her along. She looked at him, his black hair mixed with white hair brushing against her face.

For some reason, she reached out and grabbed a strand of white hair from his black hair. "Chongming, why is your hair white?"

Chongming abruptly stopped, turned to look at Jiang Chacha, his dark eyes filled with her: "As you get older, your skin naturally turns whiter."

She has no memory of him now, and he can't tell her that this is what he misses her for. If she regains her memory and remembers him in the future, she will be sad and heartbroken.

He has now found her, can be with her, can hold her hand, see her, hear her breath, and feel her heartbeat, allowing his longing to find an outlet—this is already a blessing from heaven.

Jiang Chacha touched his strand of white hair gently, as if afraid of hurting him if she touched it too hard.

Her eyes and nose stung, and she felt as if her heart had been gripped by a cruel hand, making it hard for her to breathe and leaving her with a pain she could not vent.

But she herself didn't understand why seeing his white hair made her feel breathless and heartbroken.

They have met only a handful of times and spoken only a handful of words to each other, so how did they develop such an inexplicable and unclear entanglement?

Seeing that her eyes were red, Chongming spoke again in a nonchalant manner: "Jiang Chacha, whether you are a god or a demon, you will grow old and have white hair when you reach a certain age."

"Those who do not age or have white hair are illusions, sorcery, or divine power. Putting these aside, everything in the Three Realms, Five Elements, Six Paths, and the world will age and die."

"Just as gods experience the five signs of decay, and demons face various tribulations, we are just one of all things in the world. It is normal for us to grow old and die. You don't need to be surprised by a strand of white hair on my head."

Jiang Chacha felt either surprised or heartbroken. She couldn't control her heartache, especially when a strand of white hair was in her hand.

Chongming took the hair out of her hand, released her hand, took out a red string from the Old Man Under the Moon, tied one end to her wrist and the other end to his own wrist.

The moment it was tied, the red string disappeared.

Jiang Chacha frowned slightly: "What did you tie on my wrist?"

Chongming looked at her with a determined and earnest gaze: "Anti-lost leash. It's too dangerous here. I'll put an anti-lost leash on you so that even if we're separated again, I can find you."

Jiang Chacha touched her wrist with her other hand, but she couldn't reach the red anti-loss leash at all, as if it had never been there.

Jiang Chacha expressed her disbelief and skepticism: "Is it really a magic anti-loss rope?"

Chongming, without blushing or panting, replied, "Of course."

Jiang Chacha touched her hand and shook it, but it didn't feel like a magic artifact at all.

But there are many gods in heaven, and gods possess many ever-changing magical implements. It's quite normal for a rope to be a magical implement.

Chongming took her hand again: "Okay, let's go."

Jiang Chacha reminded, "Didn't you already have a magic anti-loss rope? Why are you still holding onto it?"

Chongming pulled her along as they walked, saying, "The magic artifact anti-loss rope means I can find you wherever you go. I'm holding you now because we're still in the illusion of the Undying Tree. Do you want to end up like Jin Tuotuo and the others, kneeling on the ground and eating dirt in a sorry state?"

Jiang Chacha followed him reluctantly: "I am a tree, and I eat soil by nature, so it's no problem for me to eat it."

Chongming chuckled softly: "No, you'll eat dirt, you'll be bewitched. I can't beat the Undying Tree, and no one will help me."

Jiang Chacha fell for his trap. Thinking about it, it made sense. He had said that if the Immortal Tree were to transform into a human, even Granny wouldn't be able to defeat it, so he might not be able to.

Moreover, the disappearance of their demon race's sacred beast Bai Ze is related to the Immortal Tree. In order to find Bai Ze as soon as possible, he is willing to hold her hand and lead her wherever he pleases.

Jiang Chacha was unaware of the invisible red thread between them. What appeared to be a single thread was actually a single strand, a single red thread woven together, one end tied to her wrist and the other to Chongming's wrist.

If the God of Love were here, he would surely exclaim that Chongming is sick, and seriously so.

A single red rope binding two people together is not easy to cut; a single red rope binding two people together is so strong that even if the matchmaker came with scissors, he couldn't cut it.

The winding path, lined with green trees and red flowers, stretches from the mountaintop to the foot of the mountain, seemingly coming alive as it expands and grows endlessly.

The desolate landscape below the mountain has been transformed into lush green meadows, filled with the fragrance of grass and flowers, stretching as far as the eye can see, as if one were on a vast grassland.

Seeing this, Jiang Chacha exclaimed, "Chongming, this..."

Chongming gestured for her to be quiet, reminding her: "Shh...look!"

Jiang Chacha looked in the direction his index finger was pointing and felt her feet sway. In the distance, the earth cracked open, and a branch emerged from the crack, with dark green heart-shaped leaves hanging on it.

As the cracks widened and the ground beneath our feet began to shake more and more, more and more branches emerged from the cracks, growing thicker and stronger.

After a long while, the earth stopped shaking, and a towering tree, too large for dozens of people to encircle, stood tall amidst the greenery.

At the top of the tree were crystal-clear red fruits, and on the branches below the top hung densely packed dark-skinned people.

Each person was pierced by a branch and hung from the tree, holding a crystal-clear red fruit in their hands, gnawing on it mechanically.

Jiang Chacha stared in astonishment. The Undying Kingdom, the Undying Tree, and the Undying People were all here!

Jin Tuotuo and his two demon companions, a total of five people, knelt down before the Immortal Tree with a thud, raised their heads and arms, and said in unison, "Immortal Tree, please grant us fruit, so that we may become immortal citizens and protect you for all eternity!"

A spirit appeared in the Immortal Tree. The spirit was dressed in a dark green dress, barefoot, with long hair, and wearing green ornaments on its head. It was incredibly beautiful, holy yet evil, like a high priest.

The spirit floated down in front of Jin Tuotuo and the others, landing on the tips of the green grass and among the flower stamens. It looked down at them with its eyes lowered, and its voice was ethereal and seductive: "Foreign food, are you willing to become an immortal nation, willing to jump out of the Heavenly Dao, and protect me for all eternity?"