Battle Through the Heavens: Marry Cao Ying, Reward is Devouring Ancestral Symbol

Chapter 379 Helping the Bodhi Tree RestorePill Tower, Herb Garden.

Old Man Shennong leaned on his walking stick, standing before Shen Wen, with a hint of disbelief in his murky old eyes.

“What did you say? The Bodhi Ancient Tree?”

Shen Wen nodded, took out that space crystal core from his robes, and placed it on the table.

“It is right inside here.”

Old Man Shennong stared at the crystal core for a moment, reached out to pick it up, and sent his Soul Power inside.

Then, his expression changed.

That tree.

That thousand-zhang-tall Bodhi Ancient Tree, whose canopy blotted out the sun, was standing quietly within that hazy space.

Pale golden leaves swayed gently in the breeze, making a rustling sound.

Old Man Shennong withdrew his Soul Power, placed the crystal core back on the table, and remained silent for a long time.

“You kid...” He finally spoke, his voice somewhat dry, “just how many more surprises do you have?”

Shen Wen smiled and did not answer.

“You said it was once a Dou Di?” Old Man Shennong asked.

Shen Wen nodded.

Old Man Shennong fell silent again.

Dou Di.

That was a Realm he didn’t even dare to dream of. And this tree had once stood there.

“You want to help it reawaken its spirit?” Old Man Shennong looked up at Shen Wen.

Shen Wen nodded once more.

“This Bodhi Ancient Tree already has a shallow intelligence, much like a Demonic Beast.” He paused before continuing, “But it wasn’t born with only this much intelligence; it regressed to this state after being heavily injured. If we can help it recover...”

He didn’t finish his sentence, but Old Man Shennong already understood.

A former Dou Di—even if it only recovered partially—would be a power sufficient to change the landscape of the continent.

“Medicinal Pills.” Old Man Shennong spoke with a serious tone, “We can give it a try.”

Shen Wen looked at him.

Old Man Shennong continued, “This old man knows several ancient Pill Formulas specifically targeted at cases of damaged intelligence. Although no one has ever refined them before, with your current Alchemy skills, it might not be impossible to try.”

He took out a yellowed Jade Slip from his sleeve and handed it to Shen Wen.

“I found this in an ancient ruin when I was young and never had a use for it. Now, it has finally come in handy.”

Shen Wen took the Jade Slip and unfurled it to look.

Densely packed text entered his vision; every medicinal ingredient, every step, and every critical point was clearly marked.

After finishing, he closed his eyes and simulated the entire process in his mind.

With the bodhi heart plus the Seven Apertures Exquisite Heart, and further aided by an Emperor Realm Soul, the speed of his deduction was startlingly fast.

A moment later, he opened his eyes and nodded.

“It’s worth a try.”

In the following days, Shen Wen immersed himself in the herb garden.

He already possessed most of the medicinal ingredients recorded on those Pill Formulas.

For the few he lacked, he had Cao Ying draw them from the Pill Tower’s storehouse, had Yao Ming send some from the Nine Serene Earth Nether Python’s side, and had Hei Jue search for them in the Heaven Pill Empire.

In less than half a month, all the medicinal ingredients were gathered.

Shen Wen sat cross-legged in the center of the herb garden, the supreme cauldron settling steadily before him.

He began the Alchemy.

This time, he didn’t use any Heavenly Flames, but instead fueled the supreme cauldron with his own Dou Qi fire.

That wisp of ordinary flame burned quietly in the cauldron, yet it carried a power capable of making the world change color.

medicinal ingredients flew out one by one from his storage ring, entering the cauldron in an orderly fashion.

Thirty-six primary materials, seventy-two auxiliary materials—every single one was meticulously selected by him; their age, medicinal properties, and origins were without the slightest error.

Shen Wen closed his eyes, his Emperor Realm Soul power surging into the cauldron like a tide, precisely controlling every step.

The melting order of the ingredients, the temperature changes of the flame, the timing of the medicinal Fusion—every detail was under his control.

One day, two days, three days.

Half a month later, dark clouds began to gather above Pill City.

It wasn’t Black Demon Lightning, nor was it Nine Profound Golden Lightning, but a celestial phenomenon Shen Wen had never seen before.

The dark clouds were deep purple, and as they churned, colorful lightning flickered faintly within them.

That lightning wasn’t just one or two bolts, but was dense and all-encompassing, painting the entire sky in a brilliant display.

Inside the Pill Tower, everyone looked up at the sun-blotting purple clouds, their faces turning pale.

“What is that...”

“I don’t know... I’ve never seen it before...”

Old Man Shennong stood in the herb garden leaning on his stick, looking up at the purple clouds, his murky old eyes filled with shock.

He had lived for thousands of years and had never seen such a celestial phenomenon.

Shen Wen stood on the stone platform, looking up at the purple clouds in the sky with a calm expression.

He raised his hand.

The great dao treasure bottle condensed into form above his palm, its mouth facing upward as a pitch-black vortex slowly rotated.

The colorful lightning in the purple clouds struck down simultaneously—hundreds, thousands of bolts, dense and overwhelming.

The moment those lightning bolts entered the bottle’s mouth, they were like mud entering the sea, vanishing without a trace.

The great dao treasure bottle vibrated violently, the runes on its body glowing blindingly bright, as if it were enduring a power it shouldn’t be able to bear.

But it held on.

The dark clouds dispersed, and sunlight spilled down once again.

From within the supreme cauldron, a beam of colorful light soared into the sky!

That light tumbled, twisted, and expanded in the air, transforming in the blink of an eye into a completely colorful exotic beast.

The beast resembled a Qilin, with twin horns on its head and fire beneath its four hooves, with faint colorful runes flowing around its body.

It roared toward the heavens, its voice shaking the surroundings, then it kicked its hooves and turned into a streak of colorful light, fleeing frantically toward the horizon.

Shen Wen raised his hand and gently clenched it.

The power of the space ancestral talisman erupted, and a silver-gray light instantly enveloped a radius of a thousand zhang.

The fleeing colorful beast was as if it had struck an invisible wall; its figure suddenly stalled, frozen in mid-air.

Shen Wen slightly closed his fingers, and the beast was forcibly dragged back.

The light gradually receded, and the beast transformed back into a Medicinal Pill, lying quietly in Shen Wen’s palm.

The pill was entirely colorful, with countless tiny runes flowing on its surface, emitting a warm and ancient aura.

Shen Wen looked down at it and nodded slightly.

It was a success.

He turned around and looked at the space crystal core hovering above the herb garden.

With a thought, the crystal core cracked open, and the Bodhi Ancient Tree slowly rose from the rift, its thousand-zhang canopy spreading over the herb garden, blotting out more than half the sky.

Shen Wen raised his hand, and the colorful pill turned into a streak of light, sinking into the trunk of the Bodhi Ancient Tree.

The moment the pill entered its body, the Bodhi Ancient Tree shuddered violently.

The pale golden leaves on the canopy began to change color—from pale gold to deep gold, from deep gold to purple-gold, and finally into a brilliant multi-colored hue.

Those leaves swayed gently in the breeze, making a rustling sound. That sound was crisper and more pleasant than before, as if it were singing.

The furrows on the trunk began to shallow, the bark became smooth, and those scars left by time and battle were healing bit by bit.

The canopy was expanding, the branches were extending, and the roots were growing.

The entire Bodhi Ancient Tree was undergoing a metamorphosis.

Its aura was also climbing.

From Dou Sheng Early Stage to Middle Stage, then from Middle Stage... it stopped.

Shen Wen’s brow furrowed slightly.

It was still a little bit short.

The Bodhi Ancient Tree’s past injuries were too severe; one pill was not enough.

But he was in no hurry.

If one wasn’t enough, then two. If two weren’t enough, then three.

He had plenty of time and plenty of patience.

The canopy of the Bodhi Ancient Tree swayed gently, and a colorful leaf drifted down from the branches, slowly landing in Shen Wen’s palm.

The leaf felt warm in his hand, emitting a faint glow.

Shen Wen looked down at it, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly.

This was the Bodhi Ancient Tree’s response.