Divine Beast Creator-Chapter 127: Communication with the Protector_1

"Divine Envoys is what we call people like you. Come in and have a seat, and don’t go back saying this old man doesn’t know how to treat guests."

Feng Yuan then realized the Spatial Concealment surrounding him had vanished due to Big Cat’s bump. Scratching his head, Feng Yuan awkwardly walked into the large hut with Big Cat in tow and Xiao Ji in his arms.

Upon seeing Feng Yuan enter, an old man in a robe was sitting cross-legged in the center of the hut, behind him a large sphere entwined with thick vines. Sensing Feng Yuan’s approach, the old man slowly opened his eyes. Feng Yuan looked at the vine sphere behind the old man and communicated with him through the power of the mind.

"The entity behind you must be the Thousand Tendril Tree, right?"

"Thousand Tendril Tree? Is that what you call the Divine Lord of the Woods?"

The old man scrutinized Feng Yuan, somewhat surprised, and glanced at Xiao Ji before asking,

"Why is there a little yellow bird? Is the little yellow bird also a Divine Lord?"

Feeling belittled, Xiao Ji complained noisily at the old man. After Feng Yuan soothed Xiao Ji, he said with a smile,

"In a certain sense, yes~"

The old man looked at Feng Yuan with a puzzled expression and asked,

"Where exactly do you come from? What brings you here?"

"Judging by your appearance, you must have met my companions, right? They should have told you everything."

"I’d prefer to hear your explanation."

Feng Yuan looked at the Thousand Tendril Tree behind the old man and smiled before saying,

"If I don’t explain, are you planning on having the Thousand Tendril Tree behind you attack me?"

"No, the Divine Lord told me, it is no match for you."

Feng Yuan looked at the Thousand Tendril Tree with some surprise and after pondering for a while, said,

"That means it’s quite old too, isn’t it..."

"Protecting them for a hundred years is still within my abilities."

Hearing the aged voice transmitted through the mental power, Feng Yuan looked at Xiao Ji puzzledly gazing at him and gently stroked its back with his hand, saying through mental power to the Thousand Tendril Tree,

"Haven’t you found a new Protector for them?"

"Protector? Interesting name. Exactly why have you come? What is it that draws you to such a remote place?"

Feng Yuan fell silent for a moment and after weighing his words, said,

"It’s not that something has drawn us here. Would you believe me if I told you we are from the future?"

"What for?"

"To correct the altered history."

"Altered history?"

"Yes, at this very moment in your time, a bastard from the future has altered the original history, turning the future of this region into a burning land. At least before we arrived, the future of this place was a burning forest."

As he spoke, Feng Yuan conveyed the image of the future through mental power. The Thousand Tendril Tree remained silent for a long time before speaking again,

"How can I help you?"

"We want to know what caused this change. We have absolutely no clues about any of it."

"A burning world..."

"I cannot answer you; I do not understand either."

"You have no clues either... Then do you know of anything unusual that has recently happened?"

Questioned once again by Feng Yuan, the Thousand Tendril Tree fell silent for a long time before responding,

"Great drought, that’s all it knows."

"Great drought? Is there anything abnormal about it?"

"An old friend said this drought is abnormal; it might know something."

Just then, a well-built young man rushed in from outside, panting as he said something to the old man. The elder sighed and conversed with the young man, who turned away somewhat dejectedly after some time. When he saw Feng Yuan, a look of disgust flashed across his face. Seeming to understand that Feng Yuan couldn’t understand his words, he muttered something under his breath then left angrily.

Feng Yuan watched the man’s retreating figure with some dissatisfaction and said,

"He definitely didn’t say anything nice, right? I feel like punching him; you wouldn’t mind, would you?"

"Your companion followed Luo to see an old friend, and Qi is very worried about Luo."

"Uh, with them accompanying him, that Luo should be pretty safe, right?"

"No, recently a fierce beast appeared in the forest that I cannot contend with."

"Above Rare Level in strength? That shouldn’t be a problem since they have a Divine Beast with them."

"Divine Beast?"

Feng Yuan smirked proudly as the White Wolf Deity released its Spatial Concealment, revealing its powerful divine presence. Taken aback, Thousand Tendril Tree exclaimed,

"Divine Lord?"

"You call Divine Beasts ’Divine Lords’? Oh right, I almost forgot the important issue. Does your old friend really think there’s something unusual about the drought?"

"Perhaps, I’ve heard it complain before."

"Where is your old friend then?"

"They just left; if you catch up to them you’ll find him."

The White Wolf Deity reapplied Spatial Concealment upon itself, and Feng Yuan, scratching his head, said,

"Will I get anywhere if I just ask directly?"

"Token."

Thousand Tendril Tree, using its vines, handed over a bright green leaf. Feng Yuan accepted the leaf and said,

"Thanks~ But you’re giving me something like this so easily?"

"When facing a Divine Lord, there’s no choice."

"Uh... survival of the fittest... Anyway, since your old friend might have a clue, I won’t disturb you further. Could you help erase any traces that we were here? It would be better for the future."

Perhaps due to the White Wolf Deity’s presence, Thousand Tendril Tree readily agreed to Feng Yuan’s request and promised to conceal information about everyone’s visit as much as possible.

After bidding farewell to Thousand Tendril Tree, Feng Yuan stepped outside the large wooden hut and held the green leaf up to the sun. Bathed in sunlight, the leaf glittered like a fine gemstone. He carefully pocketed it as Qi Xiaoshuang pouted and glanced at him resentfully,

"You actually sneaked in there by yourself!"

"No way, I was invited in fair and square!"

"Hmph! And you didn’t even invite me along! What’s inside?"

"An elderly person and a Thousand Tendril Tree, nothing else."

"Really? What about decorations?"

"It’s just so-so. If you want to see, I can take you for another round inside since the Spatial Concealment won’t affect anything."

Qi Xiaoshuang, somewhat excited, grabbed Feng Yuan’s hand ready to barge in. Feng Yuan glanced at the White Wolf Deity, and after it applied Spatial Concealment on them, he accompanied Qi Xiaoshuang inside the large wooden hut for a tour before coming out again. Seeing Qi Xiaoshuang’s satisfied face, Feng Yuan said,

"Let’s head down, I’ve found the clue. Let’s get back to business."

As they rode the White Wolf Deity back down, Qi Chen looked at Feng Yuan with dissatisfaction. Qi Xiaoshuang excitedly described her experiences above the village to Dou Yanlan while Big Cat, upon hearing that it had crashed into Feng Yuan without landing properly, shivered as the stern gaze of their teacher Mr. Yan fixated on it, pushing Big Cat to cower behind Feng Yuan. Feng Yuan took out the green leaf and briefly introduced the news he had gotten from Thousand Tendril Tree. Qi Chen immediately expressed his dissatisfaction,

"You said yourself to avoid interfering with history! And yet you spilled everything!"

"I only told Thousand Tendril Tree, and it will keep our secrets. We wouldn’t be able to find any useful clues if we didn’t say anything. Trust is mutual; you can’t expect help from others if you don’t share with them."

"But..."

"Trust me, I know what I’m doing, Thousand Tendril Tree can be trusted. Besides, you don’t trust me; can’t you trust the White Wolf Deity? It was with me the whole time."

Qi Chen glanced at the White Wolf Deity next to Feng Yuan, unable to find a good reason to argue, he huffed and turned his head away. Feng Yuan, scratching his head with a bright smile, was about to call everyone to follow Captain Yang’s path to look for Thousand Tendril Tree’s old friend when a sharp whistle sounded. Numerous men holding longbows emerged from within the village. Qi Chen looked puzzled at these men. Feng Yuan followed their gazes into the woods and narrowed his eyes as he took out his Sickle, gripping it firmly in his hand.