Rebirth as a Willow Tree, building the strongest tribe in all of eternity

11 Chapter 9: Lin Zhuang’s Spring (4)_1

Translator: 549690339

“Ants will always be ants.”

Having landed a successful strike, Huo Long didn’t rush to make his next move.

In his eyes, these people before him were already trapped like turtles in a jar, with no hope of escaping. He didn’t mind toying with them for a while longer.

He took greater pleasure in their despair than the satisfaction of simply killing them.

“Lin Meng, the last time our leader was too busy to look after himself, you managed to escape, even injuring our leader’s brother in the process.

This has always been a thorn in our leader’s heart. Fortunately, after years of pursuit, all your comrades have already fallen under the leader’s hammer. Now, only you remain!”

Huo Long turned to face Lin Meng, his voice as cold as ice.

He had never forgotten this score.

But who could have been able to hide as skillfully as this couple, Lin Meng and his wife? It took him over twenty years to catch them.

“But speaking of which, although you’re a worthless father, your son is quite impressive. Just looking at him, he seems to be just a Blood Realm cultivator, yet he was able to fight hand to hand with our leader for such a long time!”

Huo Long glanced at Lin Zhuang, the other man’s strength during the previous fight had genuinely startled him. His vital power, as explosive as a volcano, suggested that with a bit more progress, he might not be weaker than Huo Long himself.

“Our leader has always valued talent. To tell you the truth, if you weren’t Lin Meng’s son, I wouldn’t mind sparing your life.

!!..

But it’s a pity that you are, and moreover, you’re the eldest son of this insect. So, unfortunately, our leader will have to send you to join your family in the underworld.”

Huo Long grabbed Lin Zhuang and tossed him next to Lin Meng, while other members of the Fire Tribe subdued Lin Chen.

“Father, climb the mountain, go see Lord Willow God, only Lord Willow God can save us!”

Lin Zhuang, his chest caved in and his whole body soaked with blood, urgently implored.

His Body Refining Scripture was only partially completed, far from rivaling Huo Long, who had already reached the threshold of the Cave Heaven Realm, and he was already running on empty.

“Where is Lord Willow God here, Zhuang? You must hold on, don’t talk nonsense.”

As he looked at Lin Zhuang covered in blood, Lin Meng was trembling, his jaw clenched, and his eyes red.

Even though Lin Zhuang often argued with him, Lin Meng’s admiration was reserved only for his eldest son. Seeing that him not only gravely injured but also delirious in order to protect him, the man could not help but grieve.

“Father… you… you must… listen to me …Go up the mountain … find … ask Lord Willow God for help … If Lord Willow… if Lord Willow God is willing to help, we can be saved…”

Lin Zhuang spoke in fits and starts, his injuries were too severe. His skin was torn, his internal organs were affected to varying degrees, yet he remained resolute.

This was due to the Body Refining Scripture, which, in addition to increasing strength, also silently enhances the physique of the cultivator over time.

Lin Zhuang’s emotions welled up, causing him to vomit another mouthful of blood. This frightened Lin Meng.

The old man, nearing fifty, wept uncontrollably. People at death’s door often behaved like this, blurting out nonsense, becoming delirious.

He had lived here for dozens of years, what was there that he didn’t know about? Not to mention Lord Willow God, he hadn’t even seen a willow tree.

Furthermore, they were now surrounded by enemies. They couldn’t even escape this dense forest, let alone climb the mountain.

When he realized his eldest son ended up like this in order to save him, Lin Meng was filled with sorrow and shame; it felt as though he had aged decades in an instant.

“Father, don’t cry, even if I die, it doesn’t matter, Lord Willow God will avenge me!” Lin Zhuang managed to endure the pain and speak.

“What nonsense are you talking about, Lord Willow God? Boy, do you really think that by wasting time you can save your family? Let me tell you, dream on. Even if Heaven King Laozi himself came, he wouldn’t be able to save you.”

Huo Long slowly approached Lin Zhuang, his hands behind his back, his expression dark.

“In these Green Mountains, every single place is a burial ground, every single place is desolate and uninhabited. Honestly, I would like to see who dares to come out. But it’s a pity, with me here, your so-called Lord Willow God is probably already scared and running for his life!!”

Huo Long laughed coldly. How could such a clumsy ruse possibly fool him, the leader of the Fire Tribe?! It’s ridiculous.

He didn’t know who was the charlatan claiming to be a god in these parts. It was nothing short of a mad delusion.

“Don’t you dare insult Lord Willow God!” Lin Zhuang’s eyes were blood red. The majestic figure who had taught him the Body Refining Scripture, his gratitude towards him was as deep as the ocean. As long as he was breathing, he would never allow anyone to insult him.”

“Insult him? I not only insult him, but I’ll also tear your so-called Lord Willow God to pieces.”

“You… you will be punished by the Willow God…” Lin Zhuang’s chest heaved heavily.

“Punishment? Since I became a Cave Heaven Strongman, I have always been the one punishing others. No insolent fool has ever dared to punish me.

I’d really like to see how the so-called Lord Willow God you speak of would dare to punish me. In these mountains, I am the strongest being!”

With a grim expression, Huo Long leaped forward, grabbed Lin Zhuang’s neck, and lifted him directly into the air.

With the sudden sensation of suffocation, Lin Zhuang’s face went beet red.

“Lord Huo Long, if there’s fault, it falls on the person who committed it. I admit, it was my fault all those years ago, my children had nothing to do with it. I will return with you and accept punishment, I beg you, have some mercy. In virtue of magnanimity, can’t you let my innocent children go? I’m kneeling to you.”

Lin Meng, a grown man, was bawling uncontrollably.

He was at fault.

If only he had decided to leave with his family then. It was all his fault; he had grown too comfortable in his peaceful life and didn’t want to move away in the first place. Otherwise, his eldest son would not have ended up like this.

“Father, don’t kneel to such a person. He insulted Lord Willow God. Lord Willow God Above … will definitely … definitely not forgive him.”

Even when choked to the point of suffocation, Lin Zhuang refused to bow down, he continued to speak out for Jiang Hui even with all his strength.

“Well, well, you’re quite a man of steel. Since you’re so eager to die, I, your leader, will be gracious enough to grant your wish.”

Huo Long was thoroughly enraged, the thin scar on his face twisted in anger. His muscular arm bulged as he exerted more force, ready to strangle the life out of Lin Zhuang.

“Whoosh …”

Just at this moment, the unexpected happened.

Not far off.

Sudden and inexplicable harsh and dull rumbling echoed.

It was as if some colossal creature was scraping against the ground.

The next moment.

Along with that sound.

An ominous shadow stretching over fifty meters, like a sweeping black wind, suddenly appeared before Huo Long.

In an instant, a gust of wind filled with a strange stench assaulted their senses; dust was churned up into the air and rocks were sent flying …

It was an enormous black python, as large as a small mountain.