Chapter 188: The Tree of the Wind God
"Pure wind attribute energy?"
Upon hearing Mu Hui's words, Feng Xiaotian's eyes immediately lit up. "If you think it's that good, then it must be amazing. In that case, I'll go check it out first!"
Without hesitation, Feng Xiaotian leapt into the cave Pidgeot had opened.
Seeing this, Mu Hui couldn't help but shake his head slightly—Feng Xiaotian was still as impulsive as ever.
Then, Mu Hui turned to Feng Qingcang and said, "Dean, you should go as well. With that kind of pure wind energy, you might even be able to advance further."
"Since it's coming from you, of course I'll take a look," Feng Qingcang replied. But then his expression turned serious, and he added, "There's something I must warn you about."
He continued gravely, "While you were in seclusion, Pidgeot killed Xie Erxun of the Flame Family. That's a major family. They might even have a Super Douluo-level expert among them."
"Super Douluo?"
Mu Hui raised his eyebrows.
That would indeed be troublesome—not because he was afraid, but because he understood what such power meant. After obtaining his eighth soul ring, Mu Hui's strength had skyrocketed. As long as he didn't directly confront one of the three Extreme Douluo, he didn't fear much of anyone.
But a powerhouse like that could cause collateral damage to those around him. That was what Mu Hui truly worried about.
After all, as the saying goes—a thief can hide for a thousand days, but a man can't guard against a thief for a thousand days.
Feng Qingcang read Mu Hui's expression and immediately added, "You don't need to worry about the academy. Even if that ancestor of theirs is alive, he wouldn't dare attack us so openly—it'd bring him widespread condemnation. But... your family might be in danger."
After a brief pause, Mu Hui nodded and said, "Dean, I have a favor to ask."
"Go ahead," Feng Qingcang responded.
"I'd like to temporarily place my uncle and aunt at the Divine Wind Academy. Is that okay?"
"Of course! Leave it to me!"
Feng Qingcang slapped his chest proudly, delighted by the request. He had been worrying about how to repay Mu Hui—now the opportunity had arrived.
Then he patted Mu Hui's shoulder and comforted him, "Don't worry. I've already taken care of Xie Erxun's body. With Pidgeot's speed, it's unlikely anyone escaped the area. Even if the Flame Family's ancestor is alive, he may never know you were responsible."
"I understand. I'm just taking precautions," Mu Hui nodded. "Dean, you should head down quickly. Now that the Wind God's relic has opened, the wind attribute energy will start to dissipate. The earlier you go, the greater the benefit."
"Then I won't stand on ceremony."
Smiling slightly, Feng Qingcang dove into the hole left by Pidgeot.
Once he was gone, Mu Hui looked at the towering tree in front of him, then scanned the surroundings—his eyes full of intrigue.
"It's not just this tree… all the surrounding plants have begun to mutate. Could it be due to the residual wind energy?"
Mu Hui fell into deep thought.
Indeed, as he suspected, the vast amount of wind energy that had surged during the inheritance ritual had to go somewhere—and the surrounding vegetation had absorbed it. Among them, the towering tree had absorbed the most due to its proximity and its previously mutated state, which allowed it to take in the energy more efficiently and in greater quantity.
Mu Hui and Pidgeot walked toward the now fully mutated tree.
Gently stroking the bark, Mu Hui remarked with emotion, "This tree is now a true wind-attribute treasure. It feels like a waste to leave it here."
The tree's value was immeasurable. However, from Mu Hui's current perspective, its utility was minimal. Even if he absorbed the entire tree's power, it would no longer benefit his level of cultivation.
Still, he muttered, "Although it might not help me, for lower-ranked wind attribute spirit masters, this could be a precious resource. The only problem is, it's too far from Divine Wind Academy. Transporting it would be nearly impossible."
Natural treasures like this had special environmental requirements. Transplanting it could very well result in death or irreversible damage to the tree.
If you don't understand the ecosystem behind it, it's better not to move it.
"Leaving it here would be a waste. Maybe I can establish a new power here… or let Divine Wind Academy build a branch to protect this tree and the other mutated plants."
Looking at the transformed tree, now a genuine natural treasure, Mu Hui couldn't help but imagine a bigger future.
Truth be told, he had thought of founding his own power a long time ago. After all, his self-created techniques needed to be passed on.
While he could teach them at Divine Wind Academy, the school's aristocracy-based enrollment limited how many people could truly benefit from them.
Mu Hui didn't mind others learning his self-created soul skills—in fact, he welcomed it.
He took joy in seeing his creations spread, and believed he was helping the entire Douluo Continent evolve.
To watch the world transition from its primitive beginnings to a flourishing, refined state—that brought him genuine satisfaction.
He had come to the Douluo Continent with great effort—shouldn't he leave behind something of his own?
So far, Mu Hui had not built a faction of his own for two main reasons:
First, his strength wasn't yet sufficient. Founding a power would inevitably clash with existing interests. If he couldn't protect it, there was no point in building it.
Second, Mu Hui still felt that his knowledge was not complete.
He was progressing rapidly, constantly refining his understanding. He didn't want to pass on immature or flawed teachings. He preferred to wait until both his power and philosophy stabilized.
After shaking his head, Mu Hui patted the massive tree again.
"You've grown on the ruins of the Wind God Temple and were transformed by the Wind God's energy… So why not name you the Wind God Tree? I hope you live up to the name."
The hardest step—mutating into a natural treasure—was already done. As long as the environment stayed intact, it would continue to grow stronger over time.
The only question was how long that would take.
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