BTTH: Rebirth of Liu Xi

They had done it—crossing through the beast tide was complete.

Liu Xi retrieved a bottle of recovery pills and swallowed one himself before handing others to Qing Lin and the Heaven Demon Python. Ahead of them still loomed a difficult battle before they could reach the Bodhisattva Ancient Tree.

Qing Lin’s consumption had been even greater than his own. To erupt with Half Saint-level strength while still at the 3-Turn Dou Zun realm was already a miracle born of countless fortuitous encounters—the Jade Snake Three-Flower Pupils, the Ancient Heaven Serpent’s soul, and the inheritance within the Dragon Tomb. Without these, she would have been crushed by the backlash of her own power.

The Heaven Demon Python slithered forward at a steady pace, granting Liu Xi and Qing Lin time to recover their Dou Qi. As they moved deeper, a vast shadow appeared on the horizon—a towering, ancient tree, its canopy sprawling like a green sea across the depths of the Ancient Wasteland Region.

”Young Master, is that the opportunity you were seeking?” Qing Lin asked softly. Her complexion was a little pale, but she was otherwise unharmed. ”The aura it emits is so pure and tranquil... Just by being near it, my Dou Qi flows faster than usual.”

Liu Xi nodded slightly, his gaze fixed on the tree that stood in majestic solitude upon the vast plain. Misty currents of vitality drifted above it, occasionally transforming into the shapes of beasts and mountains, exuding boundless mystery.

”Yes,” Liu Xi murmured with a faint smile. ”The Bodhisattva Ancient Tree—one of the three greatest treasures beneath the heavens. A relic that can elevate one to sainthood. It’s my goal this time.”

Guiding the Heaven Demon Python closer, it took only moments to close the distance of a thousand zhang. When they entered the tree’s shadow, an overwhelming sense of awe struck them both. The trunk alone rose thousands of zhang high, like a pillar connecting heaven and earth. The air around it pulsed with ancient, sacred energy.

Sunlight cascaded through the canopy, reflecting off the tree’s jade-like surface, giving it a crystalline brilliance. From its core radiated such immense vitality that even Liu Xi felt a tremor in his heart.

Yet beneath that overwhelming life force, his Spiritual Perception detected something faintly sinister—an eerie, cold undertone that seeped through the purity like a hidden poison.

’Since we’ve come this far, there’s no reason to turn back.’

Liu Xi smiled calmly, urging the python forward. Its pace was unhurried but unwavering.

”Young Master,” Qing Lin said suddenly, her expression tightening, ”something feels wrong. Within that pure aura... I can see threads of gray—cold, sinister energy. It’s filled with human emotions—hatred, grief, resentment...”

Liu Xi was unsurprised. He knew well that the tree was once tainted by a Dou Di’s negative emotions, remnants even he couldn’t perceive. But Qing Lin’s eyes—those mystical Jade Snake Three-Flower Pupils—could pierce through illusions, seeing truths hidden from all others.

As they drew closer, the vast canopy cast its shadow over them completely. Liu Xi began to feel a subtle chill crawl through his body, seeping into his very bones.

He raised his head, eyes locked on a glowing point nestled about a hundred zhang up the trunk—a radiant orb of light, pulsing rhythmically like a beating heart.

”The Bodhisattva Heart...” he whispered, his own heartbeat quickening despite himself.

”Qing Lin,” Liu Xi said solemnly, his gaze never wavering from the ancient tree, ”no matter what happens next, you must guard your mind. Do not be tempted by illusions. This Bodhisattva Heart—I will obtain it.”

Just as his words fell, the Bodhisattva Ancient Tree began to stir. A rustling sound, like countless whispering leaves, filled the air.

Then, before their astonished eyes, countless branches twisted together, lowering toward the ground. The bark split apart—and from within emerged five silent figures, their expressions lifeless and cold.

The moment they stepped out, space itself rippled violently. A suffocating aura swept across the plain—terrifying, boundless, enough to make the sky tremble.

Even Qing Lin’s face paled. ”Half... Half Saints!” she gasped. ”All five of them!”

Indeed, five Half Saint-level puppets stood before them, emanating pure destructive power.

’Five Half Saints... So that’s why the Young Master warned me to hold fast to my heart. Even if five Dou Saints blocked his path, he would still slaughter his way through!’

Determination flared in Qing Lin’s eyes. Her Jade Snake Three-Flower Pupils ignited, radiating a mesmerizing, blood-tinged glow. The air thickened with an alluring yet deadly aura.

Liu Xi’s expression grew serious. Though these figures lacked souls and life, as mere constructs, they still carried terrifying might—each comparable to a true Half Saint.

He laughed suddenly, his voice filled with unrestrained pride. ”Five Half Saints? Hah! You think that’s enough to stop me today?”

With a flick of his wrist, golden light burst forth beside him. A towering puppet clad in gold and faint violet armor appeared—Ah San, forged from Qing Yan’s remains, Liu Xi’s strongest creation.

”Qing Lin, you and the Heaven Demon Python handle one of them. Ah San will hold off another. As for the remaining three—leave them to me.”

His tone was calm but absolute. With Qing Lin’s strength, enhanced by the Heaven Demon Python, one opponent was no problem. Ah San, being a Half Saint construct himself, could stall another. The rest... would test Liu Xi’s own might.

”Yes, Young Master!” Qing Lin’s voice was firm. She locked onto a target, her killing intent surging. Her plan was simple—kill swiftly, then aid Liu Xi.

The battle erupted in an instant. Ah San charged forward, each strike of his golden fists shattering space itself, drawing away one Half Saint.

Qing Lin and the Heaven Demon Python unleashed their combined might, blood mist rising into the air as a suffocating killing intent engulfed the battlefield. Her eyes blazed with emerald light; her long hair turned crimson, an eerie beauty shimmering across her face.

And Liu Xi—smiling faintly—faced the remaining three Half Saints alone. With a thought, immense Dou Qi surged through his body, and with a tearing sound, a pair of majestic wings unfurled behind him.

Brilliant. Noble. Unrivaled.

Violet-gold scales rippled across his body, forming an elegant suit of flexible armor. His blood roared, his aura soared skyward.

Heavenly Phoenix Wings. Ancient Void Dragon Body.

The legacies of two Dragon Emperors merged within him, his power swelling beyond measure. The air around him shattered under the weight of his presence, spiderweb cracks spreading through the void.

The earth trembled as Liu Xi took his first step forward.

The battle for the Bodhisattva Heart had begun.

(End of Chapter)

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