Chapter 651: 651: Land of Chaos
“You have successfully ford a master-servant contract with Aetrexa.”
As the system prompt echoed, the weight on Orson’s chest finally lifted.
“I, Aetrexa, do not serve you. I serve my people. You’d do well to rember that,” she said, kneeling on one knee. Her silver eyes burned once more with divine resolve. “Should you harm them, I would rather let the contract tear my soul apart.”
“That’s fine. I can give you that promise,” Orson replied coolly.
With the restraints lifted, a group of six priests led by Stewart cast healing and purification spells over Aetrexa.
Monts later, her injuries fully healed, the radiant glow of her silver armor burst forth. The aura she released was overwhelming—an immovable war goddess had returned.
Orson’s eyes glead. As one of the few native Infinite Dinsions residents with significant growth potential, Aetrexa’s combat capabilities were imasurable.
Killing her now would be a waste. No—she deserved a far more fitting death: to stand and fall protecting her people in the war against the Heaven Demons.
Celestial Fortress, beneath the Tree of Reincarnation.
The sacred tree constantly shifted hues—at tis black as night, then crimson like fla. Its massive trunk, thick enough to require four people to encircle it, pulsed with raw, boundless life.
“This soil can actually evolve a divine tree?”
Dancing Giant Boobs held a handful of Chaos Soil in disbelief. She couldn’t wrap her head around a God-tier plant still having room to grow.
Her master once told her: the Tree of Reincarnation, despite its rarity, lacked true divinity. That flaw limited its true potential.
“Well, we’ll see soon enough.”
Orson had reviewed information on legendary trees using Dragon God’s Library. It stated that every sacred tree of the highest tier would, under proper care, evolve into the Crown of the World—a World Tree.
Of course, the source of each tree’s divinity would shape its unique traits.
He hesitated, unsure of how much Chaos Soil would be needed. Even with Dancing Giant Boobs’ S-tier life skills, no cultivation prompt appeared.
So, he dumped the entire contents of the cauldron.
Thick clouds of chaos energy swirled outward. The Celestial Fortress began to resemble a floating palace, eliciting gasps from the players.
“Holy crap. Why do I feel like I’m the Jade Emperor? Is this the heavens, my fellow Daoists?” Bradley gawked.
That got a round of laughter.
“You sure you’re not just Pigsy’s long-lost brother?” Ruby shot back. “Tell , Marshal Tianpeng, where’s your rake?”
“Madman! Control your girlfriend!”
Bradley spun around for backup but realized the rogue squad had already slinked off sowhere.
All eyes returned to the tree, now buried in Chaos Soil. The anticipation was thick.
“Back to formation, now! This isn’t a damn petting zoo!”
GrinderRaven barked, and the loitering players begrudgingly dispersed under his glare.
“Man… we mages really do have it easy,” chuckled Dynasty Old Yin, popping a seed into his mouth.
Raven’s frown deepened. The Godslayer mage corps had a reputation—pampered elites. During war, when ground troops bled and died, these bastards lounged in flying fortresses sipping soda and cracking jokes.
Still, when the mages actually got involved, it ant things had reached a critical point. They were ard with the guild’s best gear, gorged on Reincarnation Fruit, and rode the most advanced beasts. No one took them lightly.
“Sothing’s happening!” Bradley shouted.
Everyone felt it—the ground trembled.
The crown of the Reincarnation Tree shook violently, the trunk thickening before their eyes.
“This growth speed is insane! Even I can only push a plant’s growth to ten tis normal!” Dancing Giant Boobs backed away, stunned. As the tree’s cultivator, only she could see the barrage of system prompts.
Creak…
Crack…
“All that Chaos Soil… wasted. If we had just one or two more divine trees…” she murmured, eyes wide as the crown soared upward. From ten ters tall, it rapidly reached fifty.
Its branches wilted and regrew in a repeating cycle. The fruit sprouted, matured, and fell, only to decay midair—recycling into the soil as nourishnt.
“Ten thousand tis? Twenty thousand?” she whispered, pale with shock.
“I’m sorry, what?” Bradley blinked. “What ten thousand?”
“Hehehe… over a hundred thousand tis normal growth! Do you have more of that soil?” she demanded, clutching Orson’s shoulders.
“A little.”
Orson nodded, backing away with the crowd.
Within minutes, the tree’s diater surpassed a hundred ters and kept growing, soon towering over nearby watchtowers.
“If this stuff works on regular herbs, even goblin mushrooms would grow instantly. We basically have a plant-growth cheat code!” Dancing Giant Boobs breathed heavily.
Orson caught the implication.
Even small amounts of Chaos Soil could drastically shorten growth ti. Apothecaries would no longer lack materials. Every Godslayer mber could stack potion buffs like crazy, exponentially boosting their combat power.
Checking the Chaos Cauldron’s data, he saw it took a thousand years to produce one batch of Chaos Soil.
However, the cauldron had existed for over ten thousand years. aning he still had nine batches left.
“Here. Use it wisely.” Orson handed so over.
“My brother, the dirt tycoon,” Sienna giggled.
“You used Chaos Soil! Remaining: 8/10.”
Orson sighed and poured out more. The life-skill players stood in awe.
To them, this soil wasn’t just rare—it was divine.
They wouldn’t need bodyguards or expeditions into monster territory anymore. With this, they could build a full-scale farming district atop the Celestial Fortress.
“It’s so… freaking huge.”
Bradley stared up, crude as ever—but no one corrected him.
No words would’ve done the sight justice.
The crown of the tree pierced the clouds, its size rendering everyone below insignificant.
[WORLD ANNOUNCENT: Godslayer Guild of the US region has created the world’s first Divine Wonder. All mbers receive 10,000 free stat points.]
[WORLD ANNOUNCENT: US region…]
Everyone froze.
One giant tree… and they all got ten thousand free attribute points?
If that was just the reward, what would the tree itself be capable of?
Orson’s scalp tingled as he pulled up the tree’s data.
[World Tree of Reincarnation]
[Grade: Divine Artifact]
[Lifespan: 1,000,000 years]
[Unique Effect: …
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