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Chapter 1270 - 368: The Birth of Unconventional Items! The Tree of Causality and Time! Gary Smith Dominating the Multiracial Clans!_3

Chapter 1270: Chapter 368: The Birth of Unconventional Items! The Tree of Causality and Time! Gary Smith Dominating the Multiracial Clans!_3

"That must mean it’s fated that we should meet, just as wisdom will ultimately return to what is right!" Deacon Carr sighed.

To not walk the path of righteousness is called folly!

Gary Smith frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

This guy’s intelligence had not just improved by leaps and bounds, but had dramatically transformed into an aircraft carrier, making him very alert.

This child must not be allowed to live!

"What I mean is..." Deacon Carr reached out to pluck a blood-red bodhi seed and looked at the Tushita Infant inside it, murmuring, "I pursued wisdom, yet wisdom hunted me; you tread upon the path of correctness, but aren’t you toyed with by the truth?"

Me... playing with myself?

Gary Smith scoffed internally, realizing that the other must have misunderstood, seemingly taking him for a mere pawn of some great existence.

He maintained a solemn and suspicious demeanor, however, and continued to ask, "Is this knowledge you gained during the destruction of the Ancient Zen Nation?"

"I know you want to ask if I have repaired that missing memory, but unfortunately, no, I haven’t. Even if I had, it would be forbidden knowledge, something mortals cannot touch.

Not even an Ecological Lord could do so. Perhaps only the True Kings at the pinnacle of the mortal world might be able to explore it.

The only thing I can tell you is that the master of boundless wisdom has changed. If put in a mortal’s words, one might say... he has fallen ill," Deacon Carr replied.

And Gary Smith frowned deeply; fallen ill again?

Could it be that the Buddha Eco-realm was right next to the Realm of Sickness and became tainted as well?

While he still wanted to ask more, he saw that Deacon Carr’s body was now covered in cracks, like a piece of porcelain slowly shattering, beginning to destroy itself.

"Mousie!"

"I’m here!" Mousie decisively acted, the Thousand-faced Soul Tree Roots spreading rapidly, trying to bind the other and extract memories.

"Om!"

Deacon Carr smiled as he watched, golden ripples emanating around him, as the halo of wisdom rotated warding off the Thousand-faced Soul Tree’s root tendrils.

"Ying!"

Little Spider made a move, but the Void Sword could not pass through the radiance and was stuck in the air.

Secret technique—Great Wisdom Virtue Wheel!

Wisdom is the best weapon and the strongest defense.

As long as wisdom endures, the defense remains unbroken!

Boom!

However, the next second, the Chaos Egg crushed down, easily smashing the wheel of light into countless fragments swallowed up by it.

But it was still a step too late; only a head remained of Deacon Carr, who stared calmly. Becoming an Exotic Entity had brought him more pain than power.

To understand everything, yet to be powerless!

Deacon Carr disappeared completely into points of light, merging into the blood-colored tree behind him, completely integrating, and leaving only one sentence echoing:

"A wise man does not dread death!"

Boom!

The vast power of Mother River poured down, quickly fostering the Exotic Entity, a small tree the size of a palm with a golden radiance, surrounded by the Light of Wisdom, floating in Gary Smith’s hand.

"This guy chose self-destruction, boosting the power of the Unconventional Item so he could enter the game, challenging the great existence behind him; he really took me for a kindred spirit..."

Gary Smith’s expression was peculiar, a shadow falling over his heart.

Deacon Carr... that is, Tushita, declared himself a pawn after a significant increase in wisdom.

It might be true, given how active he was in the Main World, and how he made enemies of the Mechanic God, Mother of Twilight, Month of Fertility, and various other Evil Gods. It’s quite normal to attract the attention of some great existence.

Fortunately, they are separated by the Main World, unable to come down, at most orchestrating the era of chaos, aiming to bury me with their rolling momentum.

’But it could also be that he knew he was going to die and deliberately wanted to intimidate me, making me paranoid, and weakening my spirit.’

Gary Smith mentally scoffed, immediately using him as Material, cutting off any counterplays from the other, and then began to check the information.

[Tushita Wisdom Tree]

[Description: A powerful ancient clan nurtured by a drop of fresh blood from the master of boundless wisdom, born with the ability to condense the Sword of Wisdom, capable of severing all roots of wisdom and afflictions, guiding sentient beings to the shores of enlightenment.

After establishing the Ancient Zen Nation, the noble Tushita Clan followed their doctrines for thousands of years, spreading ecology. But as time went on, they developed selfish desires, wanting to nourish themselves with the wisdom of all beings. Upon discovering they would not be punished, they harvested the blood and flesh and wisdom of all spirits to build the Tushita Tree, attempting to gain more favors from the master of boundless wisdom.

The Bridge of Leaks opened as they wished, opening the portal to the Buddha Eco-realm. After the Tushita True King crossed the bridge, he witnessed ■■■■■ and was instantly twisted. The aftermath buried the Ancient Zen Nation.

Most of the Tushita ancient clan died in this disaster, their souls mutated by True King’s Law, forming the special spiritual space of the Ancient Zen Field, turning into a natural seal hidden for tens of thousands of years, and then accidentally awakened by the Ancient Zen Monastery breaking the seal, reviving the few remaining Tushita ancient clan.

They discovered that the souls of the majority of their clanspeople who had died due to their wisdom not dissipating. Instead, during the long eons of being sealed, they remained conscious, feeling endless pain every second. Although their personalities and memories were worn away, their ranks fell, merging into one, still retaining their fervent pursuit of wisdom and their longing for the continuation of their race, gaining the Grace of Mother River upon encountering the outside world, beginning to transform into Exotic Entities.

The surviving Tushita ancient clan were thrilled, recognizing the limitless potential of Exotic Entities; however, once transformed, they would become a whole new species, with no connections to their original clan. Then they discovered that the original Tree of Wisdom had also been preserved.

Using the endless wisdom accumulated by the Ancient Zen Nation to oppose the transformation descended by Mother River, they suffered great losses. To prevent the transformation from succeeding, they began harvesting the lives of other beings to nourish the Tushita Tree, ultimately nurturing Tushita as a half-Exotic Entity.