Chapter 114 - The Seed That the Dragons Discarded

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After parting ways with the Dragon God, I did not return to meditation.

For the first time in a long while, my thoughts were not centered on cultivation, comprehension, or law refinement—but on survival.

History had already shown me the outline of what was coming.

In the original flow of events, the Divine Planet Ceremony failed.

The Divine War erupted.

And the Divine Realm—once vast and absolute—collapsed into fragmentation.

It survived only by degrading.

And degradation, once begun, never stopped cleanly.

I stood within my domain, hands clasped behind my back, staring into layers of projected futures.

If the Divine War occurred again—

The Divine Realm would not merely lose territory.

It would lose structure.

At worst, its dimensional integrity would collapse so severely that it could no longer sustain itself independently. It would require a lower plane anchor—a world to latch onto, lest it drift apart and dissolve into the void.

A humiliating fate for a realm that once ruled galaxies.

But humiliation was preferable to annihilation.

"I can't prevent the war outright," I murmured.

"But I can prevent total collapse."

That required an anchor.

Not a planet of flesh and stone.

Something… deeper.

With that thought, I stepped out of my domain and appeared within the Divine Exchange Hall.

Compared to my own domain or the Divine Core, the hall felt almost mundane—but its significance was undeniable. This was where gods bartered resources gathered across epochs.

Divine materials.

Ancient artifacts.

Failed experiments.

Forgotten legacies.

The moment I arrived, the atmosphere shifted.

Attendants straightened instinctively, divine senses retreating in deference.

"God King Ye Caiqian," one of them said respectfully, bowing. "Welcome. How may we assist you?"

"I want to see the full inventory," I replied. "No filters."

The attendant hesitated only a fraction of a second before nodding.

"As you wish."

A vast catalog unfolded before me—layer upon layer of item records, each carrying history, value, and failure.

I scanned them quickly.

Divine ores.

Star cores.

Dimensional stabilizers.

Fragmented world hearts.

Useful—but insufficient.

Then—

My gaze stopped.

World Tree Seed

I reached out, isolating the record.

Its description unfurled.

"Recovered during the Dragon Race's early expansion era. Originates from a planet containing a 'World Tree'—distinct from Life Trees or Spirit Trees."

I read on.

In the era when dragons conquered without restraint, they had encountered a world unlike any other. Its core was not a planet—but a tree.

A structure that connected layers of reality.

The dragons had fought the native guardians. The world was destroyed in the conflict.

But before annihilation, a single seed remained.

"Attempts were made to cultivate the seed on multiple worlds."

"Result: failure."

"World Tree requires constant nourishment from immortal-grade energy."

"Determined to be inefficient and unnecessary."

The final line struck me the hardest.

"Item discarded and placed in Divine Exchange Hall inventory."

I closed the record.

The dragons hadn't failed to grow the World Tree because it was useless.

They failed because they didn't need it.

Or rather—

They thought they didn't.

I stared at the projection of the seed.

A tiny thing.

Dormant.

Unassuming.

Yet my Wisdom authority stirred violently.

This was not a weapon.

Not a resource.

It was infrastructure.

"A World Tree doesn't anchor to land," I whispered.

"It anchors to reality."

A fully grown World Tree could stabilize planes, connect dimensions, and serve as a foundation independent of planetary mass.

If the Divine Realm ever degraded—

If it ever needed something to cling to—

There was nothing more suitable.

The dragons had discarded it because it demanded continuous divine energy.

But for me?

Immortal energy was no longer scarce.

Faith flowed endlessly.

The Divine Realm itself responded to my authority.

"This seed was never meant for dragons," I concluded.

"I'll take it," I said.

The attendant stiffened.

"G–God King, are you certain? That item has never—"

"Yes."

The transaction completed instantly.

No negotiation.

No hesitation.

The World Tree Seed appeared in my palm.

It was warm.

Alive.

And for the first time since I touched it—

The seed pulsed.

Just once.

I felt it.

A faint connection.

As if it recognized me.

I sealed the seed carefully, layering protections around it so not even other God Kings could sense its nature.

As I left the exchange hall, I felt something settle within me.

This was not a solution.

Not yet.

But it was a beginning.

If the Divine War came—

If the heavens fractured—

The Divine Realm would not drift helplessly into oblivion.

"I won't let everything burn," I said softly.

Far above, destiny continued its slow turn.

Far below, karma prepared its reckoning.

And in my hand—

A seed slept, waiting for a future the dragons had never believed in.

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