Evolution Begins With A Big Tree

Chapter 1245, Ice Soul

Translator:  Ashish

Translation Checker: Silvain

The Principle Assimilation was a threat Yu Zi Yu had always deeply feared. And when he feared something, Yu Zi Yu naturally went to great lengths to prepare for it.

Even the Azure Dragon’s act of sacrificing itself to become Nine Dragon Ball and cultivating the power of Human Dao to oppose the Heavenly Dao, that too,was part of Yu Zi Yu’s grand plan.

It wasn’t solely to help the Azure Dragon achieve enlightenment.

More than anything, its paramount aim was to bolster Yu Zi Yu’s True Body against Principle Assimilation. The strategy involved leveraging the Human Dao to oppose the Heavenly Dao, thereby perhaps warding off the assimilation itself.

A faint smile graced Yu Zi Yu’s lips, as he increasingly realized the terrifying potential of Human Dao.

[No wonder the Human Dao had birthed so many world-shaking prodigies.]

…

And now, through the One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones, Yu Zi Yu could feel a steady and endless stream of Human Dao Power surging from the Azure Dragon Form.

“Eternal Dragon, I wish to revive my deceased Wife.”

“Eternal Dragon, can you make me stronger?”

“Eternal Dragon, I want to be the most handsome man in the stars…”

…

One whisper after another surged into his mind—the heartfelt desires of countless living beings in the universe.

All of them were chasing the Nine Dragon Balls.

Though many of these desires were trivial or laughable, it was precisely because of these desires that millions upon millions were chasing these balls, and thus allowed Yu Zi Yu to feel a mysterious force pulling him.

And it was because of this pull that he was able to realize he was him, not a Principle, not the so-called Heaven and Earth.

As for that mysterious pull? Naturally, it was a kind of Human Dao Power—specifically, a force called Willpower, a force both pure and profoundly complex.

“If not for this Human Willpower… I probably would’ve been assimilated by Heaven and Earth long ago.”

Heaving a soft sight, Yu Zi Yu resumed his enlightenment.

However, what he didn’t know was that not far away, the Spirit of the Sixteen Holy Wings, Anzuiel, was staring at him slack-jawed.

“He entered a state of enlightenment…Just like that? Just from one sentence I said? You, how can you still call yourself a Tree!?”

Crying out in his heart in disbelief, Anzuiel stood frozen.

Enlightenment was something others dreamt of yet rarely attained. And yet Yu Zi Yu…He just stepped into it, and that too right before Anzuiel’s very eyes, no less.

Even the corners of Anzuiel’s eyes twitched. For a long time, he remained silent. [So that’s it… no wonder this little one, even at a mere Seventh Order Physique, is already attempting to bear the Supreme Principle. It isn’t just about opportunity, no. His talent… it’s utterly monstrous. Among all the prodigies I’ve witnessed throughout history, across countless ages, precious few can even stand beside him.]

[One was the First Daoist, founder of the Daoist Sect born with a flawless Dao Body and a pure Daoist Heart, allowing him to comprehend anything in a single moment. The second, Shakyamuni of the Buddhist Sect, that Sacred Being who sought the Dao beneath the Bodhi Tree… Both of them transcended, reaching Eternity, even standing on the very edge of the ultimate realm. And now… this young one, actually…]

“Could it be…He’s the next one capable of rivaling those Founders?” Murmuring to himself, Anzuiel gazed at Yu Zi Yu with a complex expression.

[I can’t speak for others, but Yu Zi Yu… he truly might be the one. And compared to those two mythical figures… Yu Zi Yu holds something even more frightening: He is cautious and prudent. Even now, with enough strength to utterly dominate the entire Western Sector, he chose to enter seclusion. To cultivate quietly, in absolute secrecy…]

*Haa…* Anzuiel sighed in awe.

…

Just as Yu Zi Yu began his secluded cultivation, deep within the Nine Realms…

Nine Tails, Bull Demon, and the other core members of the Demon Court also chose to enter closed-door cultivation.

“Master… when you emerge, I’ll be someone you can see with new eyes…” A gentle whisper came from a veiled figure standing quietly above a serene lake, her lips curling into a soft smile.

She was Ling Er, the Empress.

And now, she had chosen to cultivate in seclusion at the deepest corner of the Realm of Life, beside a small, secluded lake.

However, this lake was anything but ordinary. It was more mysterious and profound than even the Lake of Life.

Not only was it surging with abundant Vitality, it was saturated with limitless Spiritual Energy.

This was a Spirit Lake meticulously crafted by Yu Zi Yu himself. The Vitality originated from the Realm of Life’s endless nourishing power. The Spiritual Energy came from the Well of Elements, a treasured relic of the Elemental Clan. Interwoven together, they forged this miraculous lake.

With this lake, Ling Er’s cultivation speed could easily increase by a hundredfold or more. But it wasn’t just her. Every powerful subordinate under Yu Zi Yu had been provided with an exceptional cultivation ground.

Take the Red Beak Platypus, for example, who cultivated the Dao of Volcanoes and embodied the pinnacle of explosive force.

Yu Zi Yu had remodeled the Realm of Fire for him, reshaping the world to create the most terrifying active volcano of that realm.

Its flames burned eternally, igniting from the core of the earth.

The searing heat twisted the very air.

And there, deep within the volcano, the Red Beak Platypus sat silently, its heartbeat synchronized with the volcano’s rumbling pulses.

Faintly, he seemed to have become one with the volcano itself.

…

Meanwhile, in the Realm of Ice…

“Master, I’ll give it everything I’ve got…” With a soft and gentle murmur, Little White swam through a glacier.

She bore the Bloodlines of both the Flood Dragon Clan and the Elemental Clan, two mighty lineages.

She was formidable, but even with such noble Bloodlines, she struggled to secure a top-ranking position in the ever-competitive Demon Court.

There was nothing she could do about it. As the Demon Court grew stronger, so too did the number of young prodigies joining it.

The likes of Little Tenth and Nine Tails were no weaker than Little White in terms of Bloodline. And when it came to talent, they each surpassed her by a small margin.

So, no matter how hard she pushed, Little White could only chase after their vanishing backs.

[However… things will be different this time.] A glimmer flashed in the depths of her eyes, as if she had remembered something.

Moments later…

*Roooooaar…* With a resonant Dragon Roar, a fist-sized, icy-blue orb radiating extreme coldness flowed out from Little White’s mouth.

This was the Ice Soul, an ultimate treasure of the Ice Elemental Clan.

If Little White managed to successfully refine it, then even breaking into Tier-6 would be well within reach.

And this was her trump card in catching up to Nine Tails, Little Tenth, and the others.