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

(This chapter is actually from yesterday, oh, North Pumpkin will continue to write, let's see if I can reach 10,000 words, please subscribe.)


The young master of the Immortal Palace stands proudly, like a banished immortal, as if he would ascend to heaven at any moment.


He walked over from the other end of the single-plank bridge, glanced at the unconscious servants lying on the ground, and then looked at Tu Wa Zi, Lin Zhuang, and others with a deep gaze, as if facing a formidable enemy, demonstrating profound hatred.


"You really deserve to die. I have spared you once before, but not only did you not show gratitude, you even injured my servant. Only by crushing you into dust can I relieve the hatred in my heart at this moment!"


At this moment, the face of the inheritor of the Immortal Palace, usually calm, was full of anger. Never before had he been so enraged. His Taoist heart had been somewhat affected.


Chapter 288: Little Dot, we meet again? (Part 1)_1