Those present, including Yunze, saw a small hut built of tree branches on a bare tree with golden stripes.
But in Lin Qianqian's eyes, it wasn't a treehouse at all; it was a tree, a living tree, a living tree that looked incredibly familiar!
Lin Qianqian unconsciously reached out to grab the "treehouse".
Suddenly, True Monarch Yuanlie moved the treehouse away, just in time to avoid Lin Qianqian's outstretched hand.
What's the meaning?
Not only did Lin Qianqian frown, but Yun Ze was also dissatisfied. His gaze turned cold again, and the pressure of the Great Ascension Heavenly Venerable was unconsciously released, heading towards Yuan Lie Zhenjun.
At this moment, Venerable Yuanhuo, who had been sitting silently, spoke up: "Heavenly Venerable, Madam Yun, please don't misunderstand. This treehouse cannot be touched before the first condition is met. This is a rule established by the Artifact Sect ten thousand years ago."
"Oh, I see. So what's the first condition?"
Since these are their rules, we should definitely follow their instructions.
"The first condition is that if you want to take this treehouse away, you must exchange it for a Void Tree."
"The Void Tree?"
It wasn't Lin Qianqian who exclaimed in surprise, but Murong Qiao.
Lin Qianqian didn't say anything, but kept her eyes fixed on the treehouse.
Yunze didn't say anything. It was just a Void Tree; he didn't think it was expensive. As long as Qianqian liked it, that was enough.
Venerable Yuanhuo knew the price, so he wasn't surprised at all; only the novice Murong Qiao was shocked.
Although Murong Qiao knew there was such a magical artifact that had been unsellable for thousands of years, he did not expect the price to be so outrageous.
"Is this magic treasure house worth this price? No wonder it's been sitting in the warehouse for millennia without selling. Who would buy a magic treasure house if they had a Void Tree?"
Murong Qiao's complaint was correct; the leaves, branches, and the entire Void Tree are the main materials for creating spatial magic treasures.
The same applies to magic weapon houses; without branches of the Void Tree, they simply cannot be crafted.
This shows just how precious the Void Tree is!
Venerable Yuanhuo glared at his disciple and hissed in a low voice, "What kind of behavior is this, shouting and yelling? Sit back down now."
Yuan Huo and Yuan Lie were both a little embarrassed. Even they felt it wasn't worth it. Such a small magic treasure house was indeed not as valuable as a Void Tree.
But there was nothing they could do; these were the rules set by their ancestors who ascended to heaven ten thousand years ago, and they had no choice but to follow them.
If someone asks about it, just take it out and promote it; you might just find a sucker.
If I could really get a Void Tree in return, even a sapling would be worth it!
The Void Tree behind their Weapon Sect has almost been stripped bare of its leaves. The veins beneath the tree that produce Void Stones have also been nearly exhausted.
The output of spatial magic treasures by the Weapon Sect is declining year by year. If the Weapon Sect can no longer refine spatial magic treasures in the end, what will become of its reputation?
As a result, everyone in the sect, from the sect leader to the elders, was extremely anxious.
However, the Void Trees in the Immortal Abyss Realm are now controlled by a few major sects and aristocratic families, who keep them for their own use in refining storage magic treasures and would never casually take out a single branch or leaf.
If a Void Tree were discovered in the wild, all the sects and families in the Immortal Abyss Realm would vie for it, but no wild Void Trees have been found for a long time.
To avoid any misunderstanding, Yuan Lie quickly explained, "This is a rule that the Artifact Sect has maintained for ten thousand years. We are not deliberately making things difficult for the Heavenly Venerable and his wife. If you do not have a Void Tree, seedlings or seeds will also be fine."
Yunze noticed that Lin Qianqian kept staring at the treehouse, and knew that she really wanted it.
He agreed, saying, "Okay, just one Void Tree. Now, state your second condition!"
"Ah!" x2.
This time, it was Yuan Huo and Yuan Lie who exclaimed in surprise. They just agreed like that? What a sucker!
"Quickly state your second condition!"
"Oh, the second condition is that you can only take it away if you can restore the treehouse to its original state."
"Isn't this its original form? What did it originally look like?" The automatic mouth was back online, living up to Murong Qiao's expectations.
Yuan Lie glared at his senior brother's troublesome disciple again and replied, "I don't know. No one has seen it in ten thousand years. They only say that when the destined person comes along, they will naturally know."
"Alright, give the things to my wife."
As soon as Yunze finished speaking, his blue eyes instantly turned into vertical pupils, and a silver glint flashed in his eyes.
He was momentarily and passively caught a fragment of time and space.
A flash of silver light appeared, and the vertical pupil disappeared.
He blinked hard and urged again, "Give the things to my wife."
Yuan Lie originally wanted to say that he should give him the Void Tree first.
But he couldn't bring himself to say it. He figured that Yunze, a Celestial Venerable, wouldn't renege on his promise, so he handed the treehouse to Lin Qianqian.
Since the treehouse was brought out, Lin Qianqian's eyes have never left it.
The treehouse is only the size of a palm; it's just the right size to hold in your hand.
The moment she lifted the treehouse, it emitted a soft, faint light.
The bare "treehouse" has been transformed into a vibrant green, glowing "tree lamp".
Originally, it was just a house built on a bare tree trunk, but now its trunk has more golden veins that keep flowing and shimmering.
The treehouse above transformed into lush branches and leaves, which gently converged towards the center.
In the heart of the branches and leaves, a soft light flickered and danced.
At the same time, a powerful life force emanated from Lin Qianqian's hands.
Before anyone else could react, Yunze jumped up from the stool.
He pointed his left hand into the air three times, and Yuan Huo, Yuan Lie, and Murong Qiao beside him immediately stood there with empty eyes.
That wasn't all. Yunze then clenched his right hand, and a barrier immediately enveloped the quiet room.
Everything in the quiet room stopped; even the smoke from the incense burner on the table ceased to rise.
Not a single trace of the surging vitality had been leaked out.
Then Yunze grabbed Lin Qianqian's shoulders and brought her into his Primordial Realm.
The two had just entered the Primordial Realm and hadn't even settled down when the space around Yunze began to tremble.
Within his space, the unassimilated primordial sources trembled and twisted, emitting an emotion akin to joy and welcome.
This was the first time Yunze had realized that the Primordial Source in his space also had emotions!
The nearest piece of Primordial Source suddenly contracted and expanded, and then a small portion of the Primordial Source separated from its main body and fell to the feet of Lin Qianqian and Yun Ze.
That's not all. Then, countless fragments of the Primordial Source separated and flew towards them automatically, falling and piling up together.
In no time, there was a pile the size of a washbasin.
Just as Yunze was pondering what had happened, Lin Qianqian snapped out of her reverie and was no longer lost in thought.
She freed one hand and gently beckoned to the Primordial Source at her feet.
The small pile of primordial energy flew to her, and it seemed rather large and somewhat chaotic.
They pressed each other down, tightened them, and finally became the size of a soup bowl.
Lin Qianqian placed the small tree she was holding onto the soup bowl, and several white, jade-like roots immediately sprouted from under the tree, firmly gripping the soup bowl.
It planted itself in the soup bowl, turning into a nice little bonsai, and then floated back to Lin Qianqian's hands along with the pot.
Lin Qianqian held up the newly planted bonsai and presented it to Yunze.
He said happily, "Yunze, what do you think of naming it Zhiyuan?"
Yunze unconsciously gripped the edge of the soup bowl with both hands, his pleasant voice echoing in the space.
"Zhiyuan, that's a good name, let's call him that."
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