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

Chapter 642: Chapter 460: Xiao Pang’s (Little Fatty’s) Anger, The Way of the Ghost Cultivator_3

Little Fatty huffed and puffed as he struggled to his feet, dusted the dirt off his butt, and wore a look of gloom on his face.

Fortunately, he wasn’t someone who stuck to his own opinion stubbornly. Retreating in the face of difficulty was his good habit, therefore, without giving it much thought, he quickly nodded in agreement.

Upon seeing this, the Red-eyed Soldier satisfiedly nodded in response, his figure fading from everyone’s view once again.

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Liu Village.

The Willow God didn’t linger, and after some idle chat, left hurriedly, planning to cook a sumptuous dinner personally.

Although skeptical of women’s culinary skills,

Jiang Hui didn’t want to discourage their enthusiasm.

However, just as the Willow God had just walked away, he suddenly sensed something.

The next moment,

he appeared right before the Underworld Bridge.

The only spirit lingering around the Underworld Bridge still happened to be the old Clan Leader from the Native Tribe. At the moment, he was grinning contentedly, appreciating various scenes of Liu Village.

In particular, seeing the children of suitable age grimacing in the Big Pot of the Medicine bath always brought a smile to his face.

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While he didn’t know how long he’d been observing it in this same position, he didn’t feel the slightest bit weary. Even though plenty of time had passed, it felt like just a split second.

The Underworld Bridge spanned across Liu Village’s sky. Though a bridge, it was immensely wide, more like a large continent. At first glance, it might seem like its area is limited, but one step onto this bridge and one would realize what a truly endless winding path felt like, vast and boundless.

It was not straight, more like one that was casually measured by step, it was omnipresent. However, some minor changes had taken place today.

Next to Old Man Tu, a mound a few meters in size had appeared.

Jiang Hui did not feel surprised.

This Underworld Bridge was opened by him. Even though there wasn’t any process of blood recognition, anything opened by him was, in reality, his private property.

Therefore, Jiang Hui naturally knew why that mound appeared.

Because of an ancillary function of the Underworld Bridge, any soul that stayed on it for a certain amount of time would get a mound as a consolation prize.

If Jiang Hui was not able to piece together the Gate of the Ghost, Palace of Senluo, Bei Yin Mountain, Eighteen Levels of Hell, Wangsi City, Pingyang Boulevard in the future, this mound would serve as the permanent home for these spirits, helping them maintain their soul state indefinitely.

If they have the method for soul cultivation, it could even assist them in embarking on the path of soul cultivation, achieving twice the results with half the effort.

As for the method of soul cultivation, Jiang Hui so happened to have one on hand.

It was one he opened not too long ago.

It was not something commonplace, could be regarded as a rarity, called the Soul-Snatching Technique. It consisted of eighteen layers, and the Ghost Emperor position could be achieved upon completion of cultivation, which was on par with the Red Dust Immortal’s strength, ranking above the True Immortal but below the Immortal King.

Most importantly, by cultivating to the tenth level Ghost King’s realm, one could regain a physical body, be unfazed by the sun, and no longer need the nourishment from Underworld Bridge. As long as they did not get injured, they could maintain this state for a long time.

“Adult, you’ve arrived!” The moment Jiang Hui appeared, Old Man Tu immediately went up to him, greeting him deferentially.

“This is for you. It will allow you to return to the spiritual path. I don’t care how lax you were before, but from now on, you must study and practice diligently. I will be coming over randomly to check your progress!” Without any small talk, Jiang Hui went straight to the point leisurely.

Now that the mound has formed, this Practice Method finally had a place to be put into use.

“The Old One will definitely keep that in mind!”

Even if Old Man Tu was reluctant, he couldn’t go against Jiang Hui’s words, and so, he nodded in agreement as fast as a chicken pecking rice.