Stir-fried pumpkin with northern melon

Upon waking, Jiang Hui found himself to have unbelievably transformed into a willow tree, luckily, he had the Golden Finger by his side.
Looking around, he suddenly had a grand dream, that was to create a powerful tribe that could stand the test of time.
But what's the story with this Stone Village in the neighboring mountain range? And who is this lad named Shi Hao?! Also, what's the deal with those nine worms dragging a massive bronze coffin?!

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

(What use is coffee, anyway? The moment I drink it, I fall sound asleep and wake up not even remembering who I am. Is it because my quality of sleep is too good?)


After a life has reached its peak of performance, it will eventually attain a new height. Everything in the world does not necessarily follow a rule, but there's always a gradual accumulation and breakthrough moving from quantitative changes to qualitative ones.


It is possible for any creature to produce a trace of the precious and rare true dragon blood within it's own body. Even among the human race, on this point, all creatures are deemed equal.


Regardless whether it is a common ferocious beast or bird, a species of the ancient times, a pure-blood creature, or a heavenly beast, they do not necessarily tip the scales because of the superiority of their blood lineage for the moment.


After all, even if a bloodline is terrifyingly dazzling, it could never surpass the true dragon, the chief among the Ten Evil.


Chapter 270: First Generation (First Update, 4100 Words)_1