I'm In Heaven, I Just Want To Work Overtime

Chapter 40: Wu Gang Fells the Laurel Tree

In the ancient times, the primordial chaos shattered due to the great battle between witches and demons. Even many stars were fragmented, and the 365 main stars lost their order, turning into infinite fragments that scattered along with the primordial land, forming countless stars in the void.

However, the sun and the moon, the two main stars, remained unharmed.

Xia Yi looked at the enormous Taiyin Star before him and couldn't help but feel a sense of insignificance in his heart.

He took out the token of the Qingtian Observatory and recited an incantation, instantly a golden passage appeared before his eyes.

After entering, he could see the Guanghan Palace from a distance. It looked ancient and majestic, with pavilions, towers, artificial mountains, and lakes. Every scene emitted an ancient aura, engraved with the traces of time, sacred yet desolate.

"It's really cold here!"

Although Xia Yi had survived three heavenly tribulations, he still felt the intense coldness of the Taiyin Star.

The Guanghan Palace was a forbidden place where immortals were not allowed to step foot.

He flew north for quite a while before he saw the laurel tree.

The laurel tree in front of him was like an ancient building from ancient times, reaching deep into the depths of the galaxy. The hanging jade leaves were like small worlds, and the blooming laurel flowers were like a group of stars.

There were many broken branches of the laurel tree scattered on the ground, as well as large patches of fallen leaves.

"It is rumored that the laurel tree is one of the ten Supreme Grade Innate Spirit Roots of the primordial chaos. I wonder if it's true!" Xia Yi was shocked.

In the distance, a giant about ten thousand zhang tall held a terrifying giant axe and fiercely chopped at the laurel tree.

Bang...

The laurel tree only trembled slightly, and a few fallen leaves drifted away with the wind, without suffering any damage.

The giant did not stop and swung his axe again, leaving a shallow mark on the trunk of the laurel tree.

But this mark disappeared without a trace after a few breaths.

Xia Yi swallowed his saliva. His Primordial Spirit had the protection of merits, so his divine sense was exceptionally sharp.

The strikes of the giant just now seemed insignificant, but in reality, their power was extremely terrifying. Even the Black Mountain Demon, who had become a spirit in the Yin Mountains, probably couldn't withstand a single strike.

"So this is Wu Gang? It's a bit too terrifying. It's not an exaggeration to say that he is the number one combat force in the Heavenly Court!" Xia Yi recalled a secret story passed down in the primordial chaos.

It was rumored that after Yi shot down nine suns, the Demon Queen Xihe, in her grief and anger, came up with a malicious plan for revenge. She first lured Chang'e, Yi's wife, to fly to the moon, and then forced Yi to seal his cultivation and made a great oath:

"As long as the laurel tree does not fall, and the prohibition of the Taiyin Palace remains unbroken, I will not see Chang'e again! From now on, there will be no more Great Witch Yi, only the woodcutter Wu Gang!"

After this statement, the Heavenly Dao unexpectedly responded with a trace of rule power, completely erasing the Great Witch Yi, leaving only Wu Gang with the power of Yi.

The laurel tree was the Spirit Root born from the Chaos Bell and stood outside the Moon Palace, continuously receiving the power of the Taiyin. It was not something Wu Gang could cut down.

Wu Gang could only chop down one branch each year, but the laurel tree would quickly grow new branches, so Wu Gang could only repeat this cycle day after day.

Xia Yi picked up a fallen branch from under a laurel tree and found it extremely cold. A strong Taiyin power transmitted over, making him shiver involuntarily.

"It really is a good treasure. No wonder it needs to be sent to forge the Magnetic Element Battleship!"

These laurel branches were as strong as profound iron and enormous in size. Some even stretched for dozens of li. They needed to be sent to the Refining Department for processing, and in the end, they could be made into shipboards or crafted into tables, chairs, and stools.

Xia Yi collected them one by one and stored them in his Spatial Law Treasure.

In addition, he also found some scattered laurel flowers, fist-sized, with a strong fragrance.

After all, these were the flowers of the Supreme Grade Innate Spirit Root, even better than the golden flowers bestowed by the Heavenly Court.

There were quite a few fallen laurel flowers, and Xia Yi collected them all. They would be excellent main ingredients for refining pills in the future.

They could also be made into laurel wine or laurel cakes.

Tianpeng only requested the collection of laurel branches, but did not require the submission of laurel flowers.

Wu Gang continued to tirelessly fell trees, reaching a state of selflessness.

The laurel branches near his corner were the most abundant.

Helplessly, Xia Yi slowly approached and picked up the branches.

The closer he got, the fresher the fallen branches were, and the more concentrated the Taiyin power they contained.

Xia Yi saw a freshly fallen laurel flower not far away, its fragrance wafting through the air, and his heart stirred, wanting to go forward and take it.

Just then, the wooden arrow in his mustard seed space kept trembling, emitting a "clang clang" sound, and bursting with overwhelming killing intent.

Before he could react, the wooden arrow "whooshed" and flew out.

Wu Gang seemed to sense something, and the large axe in his hand also stopped.

He reached out with his big hand, looking at the wooden arrow in his hand, and a hint of clarity appeared in his eyes, as if he had awakened.

Then, holding the Sun-Shooting Arrow, he looked at Xia Yi, who was as small as an ant at his feet, with a thoughtful gaze.

Xia Yi felt an indescribable pressure, as if he was being suppressed by a towering mountain, as if he could be crushed into powder and cease to exist at any moment.

His heart was in his throat, it seemed that the rumors were not groundless, this Wu Gang was indeed the great witch Hou Yi!

Wu Gang wanted to say something, but instead showed a painful expression, covering his head with both hands, and the large axe in his hand fell straight down.

Boom...

That axe was a hundred times heavier than an ordinary mountain, and the shockwave produced when it hit the ground was as if the heavens were collapsing and the earth was splitting, with a tremendous momentum.

If Xia Yi didn't have the Third Grade Pure World White Lotus protecting him, he would probably have been blown away in an unknown direction long ago.

After struggling for a while, the great witch Hou Yi's eyes became muddled and seemed to transform back into Wu Gang.

He picked up the axe from the ground and continued to chop wood.

And the Sun-Shooting Arrow was also thrown on the ground.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

...

The large axe fell heavily on the trunk of the laurel tree, leaving shallow marks, and leaves fell.

Everything seemed to be no different from before.

Xia Yi tried to use his mana to retrieve the Sun-Shooting Arrow, unexpectedly succeeding smoothly.

The Sun-Shooting Arrow didn't resist at all and obediently flew back into his hand.

He didn't know whether to take it or not, after all, the owner of the Sun-Shooting Arrow was right there!

"Forget it, it's not easy to get it for nothing! Let's just consider it as taking care of it for Hou Yi!"

Xia Yi gritted his teeth and put it away.

But this time, he didn't put it in the mustard seed space, but stored it in the "Employee Storage Room" of the system.

Seeing that the laurel tree branches were almost cleaned up, Xia Yi was ready to leave and report back to the Qingtian Monastery.

Originally, he planned to cultivate on the Taiyin Star for a while, after all, the Yin essence here was extremely rich, which was of great benefit to tempering the Primordial Spirit.

But after this incident, he naturally didn't dare to stay any longer.

Just then, on the laurel tree, a huge branch fell down, like a pillar supporting the sky, spanning the void for an unknown distance.

The branch crashed to the ground and rapidly shrank, turning into an ordinary branch about three feet long, with no branches, curved like a bow, and a few green leaves, dripping with freshness.

"What is this..."

Xia Yi looked at Wu Gang in confusion, who was still tirelessly chopping the laurel tree, seemingly unrelated to everything around him.

He couldn't figure out why, he just cautiously took the laurel branch and flew away.

The Taiyin Star was incredibly vast, and there was still some distance to the teleportation array from the laurel tree.

Just as he was flying away...

From the north came the roar of thousands of troops and horses, like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami.

"This is... the Taiyin Cold Tide!"

(End of this chapter)