Revelation of the Way of Heaven

Chapter 219 Old Friends

Qin Xiaochuan rubbed his sore bottom in frustration, looked up at the ancient locust tree in front of him, and had a question mark on his face.

What's going on? He tore off the branches wrapped around him, looked around, and didn't find any superhumans around him. Could he be dreaming?

Finally, he couldn't resist bringing his face close to the locust tree in front of him and examining it closely.

"Foolish humans." A hoarse voice suddenly came from the locust tree, startling Qin Xiaochuan so much that he almost fell to the ground.

"The tree...the tree is talking?" Qin Xiaochuan stared in shock, then his expression turned to curiosity.

"Foolish." The locust tree seemed a little angry. Suddenly, a branch grew out of the locust tree and wrapped around Qin Xiaochuan, but Qin Xiaochuan grabbed it with one hand.

"Are you a tree spirit?" Qin Xiaochuan gripped the branch tightly. "So you're the one who threw me down just now?"

"How dare you!" the tree spirit roared, and several more branches wrapped around him.

A flame rose from Qin Xiaochuan's right hand, instantly igniting the branch in his hand. The burning flame met the remaining branches that were attacking, and those branches retracted upon contact with the flame.

"It's you!" The tree spirit's voice, a mixture of shock and joy, suddenly rang out. As its voice faded, its entire trunk trembled, clearly extremely excited. "I knew I felt a sense of familiarity with you. I never imagined it would be you! Is this fate?"

"What do you mean 'you are yours'? What nonsense are you spouting? Have we met before?" Qin Xiaochuan stared at the tree demon in front of him, who seemed a bit deranged, and wondered if the other party had just cultivated into a spirit and its intelligence had not yet been fully awakened.

"Have you already forgotten me? You damned blood witch?" The other party suddenly calmed down and roared at him fiercely.

When Qin Xiaochuan heard the other party utter the words "Blood Witch," his heart tightened, and he finally realized that the other party had mistaken him for someone else, or rather, himself from his previous life—the previous Blood Witch King.

Just as Qin Xiaochuan was still in shock and didn't know what to say, a creaking sound came from the door. Si Haotian stood in the doorway and asked, "Tree Fairy, what happened?"

"It's nothing, just an old friend visiting. Leave this to me; I'll turn him into nourishment. Don't interfere," the tree spirit replied sternly.

"An old friend?" Si Haotian frowned upon hearing this. He was eager to find out what kind of person the Tree Immortal's old friend was.

However, he had only gotten to where he was today because of the tree spirit, so he always respected the other party. Moreover, his son would need the other party's care in the future, so in the end he did not go against the other party's wishes, but closed the door and went back into the house.

Under the indoor light, Si Chennan looked at Si Haotian as he returned and asked, "What happened outside?"

"It's nothing, just a mouse. With the Tree Fairy here, we don't need to worry about it," Si Haotian said casually.

"Oh." Si Chennan nodded, hesitated for a moment, and finally asked, "Dad, that tree spirit, who exactly is he...?"

"His true identity is actually a thousand-year-old tree spirit," Si Haotian said without any attempt to hide it.

"Tree spirit? Could it be that spirits really exist in this world?" Si Chennan asked in surprise.

"There are many things in this world that are beyond our comprehension. It's just that we are used to taking what we see as the whole world. So only by standing at the highest point can we see more and truly understand this world." As always, Si Haotian couldn't help but instill some profound principles in his son, no matter how big or small the matter was.

Si Chennan, used to this, changed the subject: "Since he's already a thousand-year-old tree spirit, why is he so weak that he needs your help?"

"I don't know the specifics, but he must have suffered some serious injury back then, which is why he became so weak. According to him, he was several times stronger in his prime than he is now. I don't know what kind of opponent could have injured him so badly."

"Then what is this offering he mentioned? It can't be..." Si Chennan's expression turned somewhat grim.

"Don't worry, it won't be too difficult for you. It's just a type of soil that contains spiritual energy. We have a special method for making this kind of soil. You just need to send the prepared soil here regularly."

"That's good." Si Chennan breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at his son, Si Haotian sighed as he recalled the path he had walked over the years. He said, "Back then, Li Si went to the execution ground with his second son. He turned back to his second son and said, 'I want to walk with you again, leading our yellow dog, to the east gate of Shangcai to chase rabbits. Can we still do that?' Now, how am I any different from Li Si back then?"

"Dad." Si Chennan looked at his father with a heavy heart, wanting to say something but unable to speak.

"I'm fine." Si Haotian shook his head with a wry smile. "I chose this path, so I'll bear the consequences myself. It's just that I've been too obsessed with pursuing power all these years and have missed out on a lot. Before I knew it, you'd become an adult."

"Since President Si has already repented, I think it's not too late." Suddenly, a voice came from somewhere.

"Who?" Si Haotian's heart skipped a beat, and a wary look appeared in his eyes.

"Don't be nervous, it's me." As soon as he finished speaking, a man walked out of the right-hand wing. If Qin Xiaochuan were here, he might recognize him as the man who attacked them on the hill behind the Department of Spiritual Studies building that day.

"It's you! How long have you been here?" Si Haotian's eyes narrowed slightly, clearly surprised.

"I've been waiting for President Si here from the very beginning," the man replied without any pretense.

"I never imagined that even you would betray me," Si Haotian said coldly.

"I have never betrayed you. On the contrary, I came to your side from the beginning to wait for this day, or another day—after you joined the Ebi Club."

Upon hearing the man's words, Si Haotian frowned and asked, "Are you from the Tian Shu Pavilion? Or are you directly affiliated with HOD?"

"My identity is not important. What is important is the information about the Ebi Club. I wonder how much Mr. Si knows? Please let me know."

Si Haotian couldn't help but sneer: "Why do you think I'd tell you?"

"I don't think I have any deep-seated hatred for President Si that would make him want to keep this from me."

Si Haotian laughed coldly, "You've been lurking here for so long, deceiving me for so long, and you still dare to say there's no deep-seated hatred between us? Guo Tianming, do you think I'll still believe you?"

The man, Guo Tianming, said, "Everything I did was out of necessity. I think you know better than I do how dangerous the Hai Lao Club is. I was only targeting them."

"So I'm just a pawn being used? But I'm sorry to say, it's precisely because I know how dangerous they are that I'm even less likely to reveal their information. Otherwise, wouldn't I be inviting trouble? Don't you even understand this simple principle?" Si Haotian said with a sneer.

"The Ebi Club has always been shrouded in mystery." Guo Tianming seemed not to have heard the other person's words, his tone remaining calm. "There are very few people in the world who even know of their existence. Why is that? Doesn't President Si have any idea at all?"

Si Haotian was taken aback by what he heard. Under the bright lights, his gaze toward Guo Tianming gradually became complicated, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

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