I Really Am A Villain Chapter 1807 - Earth-Heart Mother-Thunder Immortal Peach Tree

‘Forget the so-called Top Ten Elites. I’m merely an average disciple with nothing special about me,’ Zhao Jinwu shook his head as he responded.

‘The Top Ten Elites stand for Jade Court’s ten finest disciples. They emerge from battles across all eighteen lineages, carrying immense prestige,’ Wang Ya explained gravely.

Zhao Jinwu had become the hottest topic in recent days.

Prior to this, he was hardly known at all.

Yet recently, his power surged dramatically. He crushed one of the Top Ten Elites, claiming their spot and skyrocketing to fame.

This drew the gaze of the entire Jade Court upon him.

Wang Ya knew of Zhao Jinwu by reputation, but this marked their first encounter.

‘Ever since Jade Court’s establishment, endless individuals have claimed the Top Ten Elite title. It holds little weight,’ Zhao Jinwu remarked smilingly.

‘Truthfully, the Plant Lineage fascinates me greatly. Rumors say your cultivation techniques are unique, allowing communion with plants and summoning heaven and earth spirits.’

‘It’s merely a side path,’ Wang Ya replied with a smile.

‘The plant path is a true Great Dao. Should time permit later, might I journey to Broken Wolf Valley for some insight exchange?’ Zhao Jinwu inquired smilingly.

Wang Ya’s eyes narrowed faintly.

‘Broken Wolf Valley is open to Senior Brother Zhao anytime,’ she answered.

Zhao Jinwu nodded contentedly before striding into the Immortal Peach Garden.

A grave look settled on Wang Ya’s face.

Wang Ze whispered nearby, ‘Sister, that fellow surely harbors ill intentions.’

‘That’s enough,’ Wang Ya cut him off.

She faced Xu Zimo and stated, ‘Let’s head inside.’

Xu Zimo gave a nod.

He cared not to interfere in Jade Court’s internal matters. Wang Ya’s response showed she was already wary.

No barriers stopped them as they stepped into the Immortal Peach Garden.

Right upon entry, the uniqueness struck them instantly.

Hundreds of Immortal Peach Trees stretched skyward in every direction.

Yet that paled in comparison to the real marvel.

Every single Immortal Peach Tree pulsed with life.

Certain trees flung their branches in frenzied sprawls, resembling a demonic frenzy that barred any nearness.

Some pulled back their limbs, coiling protectively within themselves.

The mightier Immortal Peach Trees rampaged wildly across the garden, shifting forms eerily like human figures.

‘This spot sure buzzes with energy,’ Xu Zimo chuckled.

‘The Immortal Peach Garden always operates this way,’ Wang Ya responded.

‘Notice those Immortal Peaches?’

Xu Zimo nodded.

Peaches in varied hues adorned each Immortal Peach Tree.

Some glowed crimson as blood, others violet like thunderbolts.

A few bore eerie human visages upon their skins.

Mutations twisted the Immortal Peach Trees into bizarre evolutions.

‘These belong to the outer-layer Immortal Peach Trees. Plucking peaches demands your own prowess. A single slip could end your life,’ Wang Ya warned.

‘Never take them lightly. Numerous disciples have perished under these very trees.’

‘Fascinating. I’ll test it out,’ Xu Zimo declared.

His gaze swept the scene, then his hand extended toward a close Immortal Peach Tree.

This tree pulsed with sword essence.

Sharp sword intent emanated from it, intensifying nearer one drew.

Detecting Xu Zimo’s action, a world-shaking sword intent erupted from the tree.

Xu Zimo’s fist tightened, pulverizing the sword intent to oblivion in his grasp.

His palm pressed on relentlessly. Overwhelming force bore down on the Immortal Peach Tree, sealing the ambient space.

A soundless bellow escaped the tree.

Its might exploded ferociously. Branches morphed into lethal sword intent streams.

Hundreds of sword intents shredded the nearby void while hurtling at Xu Zimo.

‘Just a petty side path, yet you challenge me?’ Xu Zimo grinned.

The Shadow Tyrant blade at his back vibrated.

A piercing blade hum echoed, instantly cleaving myriad sword intents.

The Immortal Peach Tree lay fully subdued, powerless to fight back.

Its peaches hung ripe for the taking.

Xu Zimo bit into one Immortal Peach. It melted swiftly into potent sword intent on his tongue.

An average sword cultivator would gain tremendous advantages from it.

Regrettably, his cultivation realm towered too vastly. Such Immortal Peach Trees offered him no value.

‘Give these a taste,’ Xu Zimo remarked offhandedly, flinging several peaches to Wang Ya and Wang Ze.

‘Handle with care, these are precious,’ the siblings cautioned while snatching them gingerly.

Though Jade Court disciples, Immortal Peaches were rare treats for them.

Their power remained modest after all. Xu Zimo discerned they hadn’t attained Grand Emperor yet.

Even in Primordial Heartlands, that level counted as middling.

The Plant Lineage advanced sluggishly by design, their aptitudes nothing extraordinary.

While savoring the peaches, clear delight appeared on the faces of the pair.

“Brother Xu, you’re truly impressive.”

Xu Zimo smiled and shook his head.

“Feel free to grab as many peaches as you like. They hold no value for me.”

“Let me guide you further in,” Wang Ya replied swiftly.

“Deeper inside lies the Earth-Heart Mother Thunder Immortal Peach Tree, the mightiest one in the entire garden. The elders once saw it as the prime candidate for success.”

“Alright, let’s head there and check it out,” Xu Zimo nodded.

As they ventured deeper, Xu Zimo inquired offhandedly, “What do you two know about Jade Court?”

“What does Brother Xu want to learn?” Wang Ya asked.

“We were raised in Jade Court. We might not know it all, but we’re familiar with most parts.”

“Jade Court’s beginnings intrigue me,” Xu Zimo replied smilingly.

“I enjoy delving into history.”

“Jade Court’s origins…” Wang Ya pondered briefly.

“Jade Court has dedicated books on the subject. Legend holds that the first Queen Mother’s identity remains shrouded in mystery. She descended from the starry realms beyond the Nine Heavens to establish Jade Court atop Kunlun Mountain.”

“I’ve heard the inaugural Queen Mother was an Ancient God,” Xu Zimo said smiling.

“You’re referring to Goddess Xuanming,” Wang Ya grinned.

“Jade Court even enshrines a statue of Goddess Xuanming.”

“Goddess Xuanming,” Xu Zimo’s eyes narrowed faintly.

He refrained from probing too deeply, cautious not to spark suspicion.

Yet, this Goddess Xuanming was probably the Ice God Xuanming he sought.

“Share more about Goddess Xuanming,” Xu Zimo requested.

“Goddess Xuanming stands as Jade Court’s most mythical icon. Her background is unknown. Yet whispers claim she endures to this day,” Wang Ya murmured.

Xu Zimo paused briefly.

Alive?

An Ancient God from who-knows-how-many ages past.

Should she indeed persist, it would stun all—a true survivor from ancient times.

“It’s mere rumor,” Wang Ya clarified.

“Tales say that in Jade Court’s direst hours of peril, Goddess Xuanming emerges. She reverses the fortunes. Records show two such devastating ordeals, each teetering on annihilation. Ultimately, both were saved by Goddess Xuanming.”