Primordial Era: I, Emperor Donghua, establish the Immortal Court

Chapter 49 Willow Goddess: Little one, quickly tell the village chief to offer sacrifices to the Emperor.

I love eating animal milk: "Wow! Your Majesty, how did you know my nickname is Little Dot? That's amazing!"

"So, you're saying it's true that I'll soon find out about my background?"

The Taoist deity, Donghua Zifu Shaoyang Emperor: "Of course."

Dong Wanggong smiled slightly, looking at the still young number ten, and couldn't help but feel a surge of cuteness.

Of course, Number Ten's life was really too bitter.

He lost his bones in his youth: he went through the gates of hell, and in the end, he was separated from his wife and children, and became a solitary figure for eternity.

It is a kind of desolate loneliness that makes one feel extremely sad just by thinking about it.

He would be more than happy to help in such a small matter.

I love eating animal milk: "Thank you for your explanation, Your Majesty. Number Ten thanks you!"

Looking at Xiao Shihao's innocent words, Dong Wanggong wanted to laugh but couldn't. His feelings were complicated, so he logged off.

Seeing that the Eastern King had left, the group members began to speak again.

The 40th generation exorcist of the Ma family: "Congratulations, little one!"

Ye Hei: "I hope you, little guy, will soon find out about your origins and find your parents."

I love eating animal milk: "Hehe, thank you for your blessings, brothers, sisters, uncles, and grandpas! I'm leaving now on the 10th, I'll come visit you all again next time!"

After saying that, Number Ten couldn't wait to log off, eager to learn the mystery of his origins.

Great wasteland.

The area is covered in yellow sand, stretching as far as the eye can see, making it appear extremely desolate.

Amidst these mountains and valleys, terrifying sounds rose and fell in the darkness, threatening to tear the heavens and earth apart.

The only creatures that could be clearly seen were enormous, ferocious, and brutal beasts.

They tear at each other, fighting endlessly.

Surprisingly, humans also exist in this vast environment, with villages rising up, appearing somewhat insignificant in this boundless wilderness.

Shicun is one of them.

The people here are all simple and honest, guarding a broken willow tree: treating it as a sacred offering.

Several children were also playing and laughing under the willow tree.

Xiao Shihao left the group chat with a silly, dazed grin on his face.

"Hey, little one, what are you laughing at? You're so silly."

The little playmate next to him pinched Little Number Ten's cheek and asked with a smile.

As the youngest of these children, everyone affectionately calls him Little One.

"Hehe, I just met a new friend."

Number 10 smiled brightly and answered earnestly.

"What friend? Haven't you been here the whole time?"

"Little one, are you dreaming? There's no one else around here."

The playmates looked at each other in disbelief.

"Really! It really exists! I'm not lying to you, they were just talking in my head!"

Little Number Ten spoke innocently, nodding repeatedly, his voice full of emotion.

"Haha, little one, no need to say anything, you must be dreaming, hahaha."

The children around him were laughing so hard they were doubled over.

At that moment, behind them, the dilapidated old willow tree, its entire body charred black, swayed gently in the wind, its only remaining branch fluttering.

This is no ordinary willow tree.

The people of Shicun revered it as a sacred spirit, and even called it the Willow God.

Although he never showed it, everyone in the village knew that he had a spirit.

Just like now, when hearing what Xiao Shi said, only Liu Shen did not have any doubts.

He noticed something was off about Number Ten.

Little Ten pouted, ignoring his playmates beside him, and began to sit down cross-legged on his own, practicing the visualization method of receiving information in the chat group.

Seeing that Number Ten was ignoring them, the other children stopped trying to embarrass themselves and moved on to play elsewhere.

As soon as Xiao Shihao began cultivating, a strange power surged into the world, yet it did not seem to be a product of this world.

Soon, this caught the attention of the Willow Goddess.

"What kind of power is this? I've never heard of it before!!"

The willow spirit was filled with doubt and uncertainty, and its branches swayed even more frequently.

The next moment, she patiently waited for Number Ten to begin his cultivation. During this process, she sensed that Number Ten was undergoing a wondrous transformation.

"His physique is beginning to transform? His supreme bones seem to be reborn?"

It can be clearly seen that the area on Little Ten's chest, where the Supreme Bone originally belonged, is now shining with golden light and flashing runes, as if it is being revived!

"A miraculous power, this regenerative ability, even I cannot achieve it."

Willow Goddess was surprised.

The life force required to regenerate this supreme bone is extraordinary. It is basically impossible to revive it by external force without the host constantly nourishing it.

Although the Willow Goddess possesses great supernatural powers, it is still extremely difficult for her to accomplish this.

After all, she was seriously injured, and it took her a long time to recover: she is still not fully recovered. If she had the power of rebirth, she would have been back to normal long ago.

Soon, Little Ten slowly opened his eyes, looking delighted. Although he didn't quite understand what had happened, he felt incredibly comfortable all over.

"Wow, it really is something from the Emperor! It's amazing!"

This is what Little Number Ten thought to himself.

Suddenly, a voice entered his mind.

"Number Ten, where does this power of yours come from?"

Number Ten pondered for a few seconds, then quickly realized who the voice belonged to.

The next moment, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the lightning-struck water in front of him.

"Willow Goddess! Is that you?!"

Little Ten asked excitedly.

"Yes, it's me."

The willow tree swayed its branches and replied.

"It really is Willow Goddess!"

"Hehe, this was actually given to me by an uncle named Donghua Dijun."

"And he also said that someone will tell me about my background and my parents!"

Little Ten said smugly.

"What? He said someone will tell you about your background and your parents?"

Liu Shen was shocked.

In this Stone Village, she is the only one who knows about Number Ten's background.

If what Emperor Donghua said is true, doesn't that mean he even included his own existence in the calculation?!

"Who exactly is this person?"

Liu Shen muttered to herself, completely stunned.

Then, she gazed intently at Number Ten.

To be honest, she really wanted to explore Xiao Shihao's sea of ​​consciousness to verify the existence of this Donghua Emperor.

However, fearing the potential for uncontrollable reactions, she immediately decided to give up.

Finally, he said to Number Ten.

"Number 10, God Liu wants you to do something."

"Yes, please go ahead."

Little Number Ten nodded obediently.

Immediately, a willow leaf fell from the willow god's only branch.

"Take this willow leaf to the village chief and tell him to enshrine this Donghua Emperor."

After saying this, Liu Shen ignored her and fell silent again.

Little Number Ten slowly squatted down, picked up the willow leaf, and then did as the Willow God instructed.

With the blessing of the Willow God's token, the village chief of Shi Village naturally believed it without a doubt. He summoned able-bodied men overnight and built a huge statue of the god according to Xiao Shihao's description and portrait, and then placed it next to the Willow God.

After that, whenever the Willow God was worshipped, the statue of the Eastern King God was never missing.

From then on, Stone Village had two gods.

In the primordial wilderness.

The Eastern King Duke received the message.

The villagers of Shicun became his followers one after another, and without exception, they were all devout believers.

The reason is simple: the people of Shicun are all honest and simple, and they are just that sincere in their work.

(End of this chapter)