The Willow Deity—Yu Ziyu—was a peerless powerhouse in film and literature in his past life, whose true form was a willow tree.
He was magnificent, with earth-shaking strength and a presence that defied time itself.
Yu Ziyu remembered vividly one such depiction:
"A tall figure stepped out from within a willow tree, graceful beyond compare, gazing down on all creation, proud and unchallenged in heaven and earth.
His divine manifestation stunned the world, his flawless physical body unbound by tree form.
Clad in snow-white robes, radiant like the moon, mist coiled around him.
Around him floated three thousand orbs of light—each representing a different world."
Tsk tsk. That is what a real man should aspire to be.
Yu Ziyu didn't ask for much—he didn't need to carry three thousand worlds on his back like the Willow Deity.
He just wanted to escape his tree form and become human. That would be enough.
Rarely succumbing to delusion, Yu Ziyu now found it hard to restrain himself.
After all, with evolution points at his disposal, his future was full of promise.
Of course, the idea of becoming human was nothing more than a fantasy for Yu Ziyu.
As powerful as the evolution points were, they hadn't shown any world-defying abilities—at least, not yet.
Ahem...
With a dry cough, Yu Ziyu pulled himself back to reality from his foolish daydreams.
Feeling a little embarrassed, he glanced around.
Fortunately, no one was there.
Well… it would be odd if someone were around in this desolate mountain valley.
Realizing that, Yu Ziyu added that little reassurance to himself and shifted focus.
It was time for strengthening.
Quickly.
He had originally planned to save some evolution points for emergencies, but he hadn't expected to gain so many from plundering other creatures.
With such a bounty, strengthening became his clear priority.
Only with strength could he… well, survive.
Not murder. Definitely not murder.
Without hesitation, he funneled all 0.3 of his current evolution points into his branches.
"Swishhh, swishhh..."
The willow tree quivered as three more branches lit up with a soft glow.
But it was daytime now, so the glow wasn't as vivid as it would be at night.
Still, Yu Ziyu could feel an unfamiliar power coursing through those branches.
Looking closer, he noticed the newly strengthened branches had become more lush, their leaves a vivid green.
"Whoosh, whoosh…"
A powerful wind stirred—three emerald-green whips slicing through the air.
Boom, boom, boom.
Three sharp sonic booms echoed faintly through the valley.
"Four branches…"
Watching as four willow branches danced freely with his thoughts, Yu Ziyu grew excited.
Just one had been enough to make someone's scalp tingle.
Four? That would be a spectacle to behold.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…"
Enemies wouldn't even be able to piece their lives back together afterward.
And with fifty branches in total—if all were fully evolved…
The very thought made Yu Ziyu's heart jolt.
"At that point, I'd basically be a full-fledged tree demon."
Ten years to nurture a person, a hundred years to grow a tree.
But to trees, time was the cheapest thing of all.
In a blink, half a month had passed.
Now, deep in the canyon stood a towering willow, over twenty meters tall, straight and proud.
The canyon was full of trees.
Yet anyone who entered would have eyes only for this single willow.
Its countless branches hung low or danced like sprites in the air.
Every branch shimmered like a green waterfall, swaying with ethereal grace.
Suddenly, as if sensing something, the great willow stilled.
And then—
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…"
Thousands of branches lashed out, converging on a single point in the air.
Boom!
A thunderous roar erupted as shockwaves rippled out.
Despite the terrifying force, the willow branches stopped just half a meter in front of a massive boulder.
Too short. That's what they call whip-length limitations.
Even after his explosive growth—towering over twenty meters with branches extending more than ten meters—Yu Ziyu couldn't quite reach.
Still, one thing was undeniable.
Though the branches failed to touch the rock directly, the shockwave created by the collective strike shattered the boulder into pieces.
Crack, crack, crack…
One after another, sharp cracks rang out as the two-meter-tall rock crumbled into rubble.
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