Astral Cockroach

Bai Zhu's cultivation talent was two grades lower than the Rat King's, and the difference became apparent when cultivating the "Soul Grasping Secret Art."

The Rat King only needed a month to cultivate the first layer of the secret art, which was the entry level.

Bai Zhu couldn't do it. He worked hard for three months before barely getting started.

During this time, Banbu was also constantly deducing the "Soul Grasping Secret Art," spending two months deducing the first layer, and another month cultivating it.

The timing was perfect. The primal force depleted from the heart's divine pattern was fully replenished, and he finally escaped from that state of frantically absorbing primal force.

Departure, returning to Li Zhu Peak.

… …

It was now midsummer.

Cliff Cypress Mountain Lord, who was helping to guard Li Zhu Peak, asked strangely, "Banbu, didn't you say you planned to return in late autumn? Why are you back early?"

"Rat King, Bai Zhu, why are you two back too?"

Cliff Cypress had heard that these two bamboo rat warriors were responsible for entering the Illusionary Rainbow Maze to search for treasure, and the hope of getting rich overnight rested on their heads. It was fine for Banbu to return, but what were the Rat King and Bai Zhu doing back? He heard that the warriors participating in the treasure hunt had made a fortune. How could they miss such a good opportunity to get rich?

Banbu explained, "My primal force patterns were damaged and I need to recuperate for a long time. These two are constantly having conflicts, so I was worried and brought them back."

"Damaged!" Cliff Cypress was startled and asked, "Banbu, what happened? Did you have a conflict with another insect race tribe?"

"No, how could that be? The Knife Mantis tribe is a powerful major tribe, and there are more than a dozen Mantis Kings. Who would dare to cause trouble in their kingdom?" Banbu explained, "I used my metal ability beyond its limit to open something."

"Oh…" Cliff Cypress was even more worried and asked, "Banbu, then, will it, will it reduce your lifespan?"

It had heard that the Roach King of the Gold Mantis tribe would reduce his lifespan by using his metal ability to open boxes beyond the limit.

"It will, but it's not serious, it's okay." Banbu waved his antennae, signaling Bai Zhu.

Bai Zhu immediately took off his backpack, opened it, and took out a dark root, saying, "This is a root dug from a withered divine seed that is even larger than Li Zhu Peak, and it's for Black Mulberry."

Banbu instructed, "Cliff Cypress, have Black Mulberry shave the root into powder little by little and bury it under its Black Jade Mulberry divine seed. I will bring back more next year. Long-term use is beneficial to the plant's development."

Black Mulberry was now the rising star of the entire Iron Knife Mountain Range, and also a direct descendant of Cliff Cypress. Caring about Black Mulberry made it even happier than caring about Cliff Cypress itself.

Cliff Cypress was not only happy, but also a little excited, and asked, "Is this the same as the effect of divine seed remnants recorded in the inherited memory?"

"Yes, similar." Banbu said, "However, because too much time has passed, most of the substances beneficial to plant growth have either dissipated or deteriorated. Now, there is no distinction between strengthening types, any plant can use it, even ordinary life seeds can use it, and the effect is more significant."

Bai Zhu immediately took out two pieces from his backpack and said, "Cliff Cypress, these are for you and the Iron Knife Mountain Lord."

"Thank you! Good, I'll go back and try it right away!"

Hearing that it was beneficial to the growth of his own life seed, Cliff Cypress couldn't help but feel restless.

"Cliff Cypress, I should be thanking you and the Iron Knife Mountain Lord. Thanks to you for helping to guard Li Zhu Peak, I was able to go treasure hunting with peace of mind." Banbu said politely, and then said, "There's still a lot more. I will move them back little by little next year, and I will send a large batch to your Cliff Cypress Mountain Range."

"That's good, that's great." Cliff Cypress fanned its wing veins and said, "Banbu, I'm going back to try it!"

… …

After sending Cliff Cypress away.

Banbu immediately summoned the other members on the mountain, briefly inquired about the situation in recent months, and briefly described the harvest this time.

Without even having time to inspect the territory, he directly took the Rat King and Bai Zhu and began the next step.

Below Li Zhu Peak, beside the bamboo forest, there was a natural river formed by a mountain spring. Following the river south for about 10 kilometers, there was a winding hill, not large in scale, but with a high enough concentration of primal force.

This was the "Feng Shui treasure land" that Banbu had reserved for the future residence of small warriors who liked bamboo.

Banbu led the Rat King and Bai Zhu to the foot of the hill, chose an open location with acceptable primal force, dug a pit, shaved the dark root into powder and filled the bottom of the pit, took out the boundary tree heart, put it in, and buried it.

Not far from the river, they used bamboo tubes to fetch water and irrigate it.

The Rat King and Bai Zhu were on full alert, the black mist on their forepaws looming, ready to use the Soul Grasping Technique at any time.

Banbu's idea was very simple. If this tree spirit named "Tata" was willing to obey, then he would raise it and consider investing some resources to help it recover from its injuries.

If the tree spirit showed hostility, then there was no way, he could only use the Soul Grasping Technique to destroy its soul.

Without a soul, the divine seed would die, but the tree heart was still a treasure. In the future, if he found other divine seeds with matching strengthening effects, the tree heart would be a top-quality fertilizer to help them grow quickly, with the dual effects of promoting growth and strengthening genes.

… …

Banbu had been paying attention with his mental power.

Just like the knowledge recorded by the human race, the boundary tree had super tenacious vitality. As soon as the tree heart landed and came into contact with the soil, it immediately began to change.

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One end grew roots, downwards, plunged into the soil, and absorbed nutrients.

One end drew out a bud, upwards, poked out of the soil, and absorbed sunlight.

Perhaps because the damage was too great and it was too weak, the growth rate was not as fast as the bamboo-like divine seeds that Banbu had planted.

For an entire day, the bud that emerged from the ground only rose to about 8 centimeters, with a purple-red main stem and two purple-red leaf buds on top.

The rate at which the roots and seedlings absorbed primal force was not very fast, mainly because the tree heart was absorbing it.

The tree heart was like a dry sponge, or as if it had infinite capacity, working day and night.

In another day, the seedling grew to about 10 centimeters in height.

The growth rate made Banbu's eyes widen: only 2 centimeters taller in an entire day? This was completely different from what human knowledge described!

The human race had encountered similar situations more than once in their conquest of the universe. Due to war, divine seed plants were destroyed, leaving only the tree heart and the tree spirit. Human knowledge recorded that as long as suitable soil was found and sufficient nutrients and primal force were provided, the tree heart would take root, sprout, and grow rapidly.

This was a Boundary Lord level tree heart! This growth rate was unscientific no matter how you looked at it.

On the third day, it was even more outrageous, only about 1 centimeter taller.

On the fourth day, it still only grew 1 centimeter.

Unknowingly, half a month had passed, and the seedling was only 22 centimeters tall, and the leaves were sparse. The third leaf had just grown, and the fourth was still budding.

The amount of primal force absorbed by the tree heart gradually approached saturation, and the rate of absorption became slower and slower.

The tree spirit named "Tata" was still asleep and showed no signs of waking up, but its condition had improved a lot and there was no danger to its life.

The Rat King and Bai Zhu were cautious and vigilant at first, but after a long time without any reaction, they relaxed.

Banbu continued to observe and found that the tree heart began to shrink, transferring to the roots and seedlings. As usual, the rate was so slow that it made insects turn purple.

After observing for 5 days, he really ran out of patience. The dry season was coming soon, so he sent the Rat King and Bai Zhu back to Li Zhu Peak to help, and Banbu stayed alone to guard it.

It wasn't until after the dry season that the plant grew to a height of 40 centimeters, and the tree spirit still showed no signs of waking up. Banbu finally couldn't bear it anymore and had Bai Zhu and the Rat King take turns watching, while he returned to Li Zhu Peak.

On Li Zhu Peak, there was still a pile of things waiting to be dealt with.