Chapter 482: The Secrets of the Timeworld Tree

Name: Timeworld Tree

Category: Special Time-Type Resource

Resource Output: Based on the tree’s tier, the Timeworld Tree periodically bears Timeworld Fruit. Timeworld Fruit of various tiers can be used on living beings or Torch‑class battleships of the equivalent tier.

Effect 1: Consuming a Timeworld Fruit lets a living being instantly grasp the Law of Time. The degree of understanding depends on the fruit’s tier. (Tier 4: 1%, Tier 5: 5%, Tier 6: 10%, and so on.)

Effect 2: If a battleship fuses with a Timeworld Fruit of the same tier before attempting an upgrade, then in the event of a failed promotion and imminent sinking, the ‘Time Reversal’ effect will automatically trigger. The battleship will return to the moment before its sinking while retaining its promotion success chance.

Note: No matter the method, each living being or battleship can only benefit from a Timeworld Fruit once in their lifetime.

Note 2: If used on a Torch‑class battleship and the promotion succeeds in one go, the fruit will not be refunded. However, higher‑tier Timeworld Fruit can still be used later for further promotions.

Note 3: The lowest tier of Timeworld Fruit is Tier 4. Living beings below Tier 3 cannot withstand its overwhelming power. Absolutely avoid using it.

After reading all the information on the Timeworld Tree, a gleam flashed across Song Chi’s eyes.

The Timeworld Tree’s effects were nothing short of miraculous—granting the ability to control the Law of Time out of thin air, and even giving Torch‑class battleships a second chance at promotion. You could say it was like granting them a second life.

He shifted his gaze, looking toward the distant Tier 6 Golden‑Rifted Sky Spider. If his guess was right, that vague sense of danger he’d been feeling probably came from this creature’s control over the Law of Time.

In other words, it was highly likely this spider had already consumed a Tier 6 Timeworld Fruit. At the thought, Song Chi couldn’t help but feel a pang of regret.

That was a Tier 6 Timeworld Fruit. If he could have given it to the family’s patriarch, the Calm‑Sea Dragon‑Xiang might have been able to attempt the leap to Star‑Annihilator‑class soon. After all, this fruit could give it a second shot at life.

Even if it failed, the battleship would have a second chance—a much higher success rate than the average Dreadnought trying to advance.

Likewise, this treasure would be invaluable for the Heavenly Ruin in the future. It had just reached the battleship level, and every subsequent promotion would only get harder. Having a Timeworld Fruit as insurance would be ideal.

Suppressing the emotions in his heart, Song Chi realized there was no point in killing the spider now—even if he struck immediately, there was no retrieving a consumed Tier 6 Timeworld Fruit.

Right now, what mattered most was keeping this information from leaking out.

The Timeworld Tree and its fruit were beyond rare—resources of unimaginable value. If news broke, not only the Song Family but even the mighty Liu Family of Yaohan wouldn’t be able to contain the fallout.

With that thought, Song Chi’s gaze swept across the surrounding starry sky. When he looked at the countless Golden‑Rifted Sky Spiders, his eyes were icy cold.

…

Market, Traveler’s Inn.

“This matter is too sensitive. You shouldn’t know too much for now. Your first job is to keep investigating—see if there are more of these White Jade Trees in the underground world. Most importantly, pay attention to their height. That’s crucial.”

Hearing the gravity in Song Chi’s tone, Song Hao nodded seriously and immediately headed back toward the secret realm.

Meanwhile, the somber look on Song Chi’s face didn’t fade.

According to the Beiqiong Shen Family’s records, a Timeworld Tree that reached 100 meters was the lowest, Tier 4—producing only Tier 4 Fruit. What Song Chi really cared about were the Tier 5 and Tier 6 trees.

“Let’s hope there’s a second or even a third Tier 6 Timeworld Tree out there!”

Shaking his head, Song Chi quickly collected himself. Now wasn’t the time for sighs—he soon returned outside.

Back on the Heavenly Ruin, his eyes locked again on the distant Tier 6 Golden‑Rifted Sky Spider. This time there was no masking the intent to kill.

Since that spider had eaten a Tier 6 Timeworld Fruit, it clearly understood the fruit’s mind‑boggling power. That alone put it squarely on Song Chi’s kill list.

But there was no rush. Song Chi couldn’t be sure just how many Golden‑Rifted Sky Spiders knew about the fruit’s existence. To be absolutely safe, he’d have to wipe out every last one here—but that wasn’t something the Heavenly Ruin could accomplish alone.

He looked away and plunged his focus into the Torch Ancestral Orifice. With his guidance, all the surging spiritual power gathered at the center of the orifice space, clustering around the phantom of the Dragon Whale Hall enveloping the outer layer of the Torch.

A second later, under the force of his spirit, the psychic hall—formed from the Supreme Black Oddity—began to stir.

At the same time, tens of thousands of light‑years away on the Dragon‑Spine Continent.

Deep in the Dragon Spine Sacred Mountain, a gentle hum rose from the Family Ancestral Hall. In the previously empty hall, a ripple of spatial energy appeared and Song Wujian materialized out of thin air.

He looked up at the shimmering seat above the hall, his eyes narrowing.

“It’s Xiaochi. Activating a projection at a time like this—has something happened in the Doomstar Star Domain?”

Several possibilities flashed through his mind. With a thought, Song Wujian commanded the Dragon Whale Hall to accept Song Chi’s incoming projection.

Soon after, Song Chi’s projection appeared on the chair—the one that had turned from bronze to silver after his first time sitting in it.

“Xiaochi, is it…”

Before Song Wujian could finish, Song Chi cut in swiftly.

“Patriarch, this is urgent. I’ll make it brief…”

Song Chi quickly reported the details about the Timeworld Tree. Years ago, Song Wujian would have been lost, but Song Chi had added information from Shen Youran to the family database long ago. So, even as Song Chi was finishing up, Song Wujian’s Quantum Comms Wristband was already displaying every detail about the Timeworld Tree.

When he saw that the fruit could essentially grant Torch‑class battleships a second life, even the composed Song Wujian couldn’t hide his excitement.

It didn’t last though; with more than three thousand years of experience, he calmed himself quickly:

“Xiaochi, are you saying every one of those hundreds of thousands of Golden‑Rifted Sky Spiders might leak news of the fruit?”

“Yes!”

Hearing Song Chi’s confirmation, a grave look settled over Song Wujian’s eyes.

“I’ll set out immediately. Hold things steady—don’t make any rash moves. The Timeworld Trees in this secret realm must all end up in Song Family hands!”

…

Dragon Spine Sacred Mountain, in a massive hidden chamber.

Creak…creak…

With the sound of grinding stone, the chamber door swung open.

Drawn by the noise, the Calm‑Sea Dragon‑Xiang’s Dreadnought bay door slid aside, and Song Xingru stepped out.

“Patriarch, what’s up? Did some idiot come looking for trouble?” As she spoke, intense flames flared all around her.

This was the peak moment for her to break through to Tier 6 in the Guiding Technique. If it weren’t important, Song Wujian would never interrupt her seclusion. For him to show up meant something huge was happening in the clan.

“A new thing has surfaced in the Doomstar Star Domain…”

But before he finished, Song Wujian hesitated when he saw Song Xingru’s curious face. Knowing her fiery temper and tendency to blurt things out, he changed his words:

“Xiaochi’s hit an emergency in the Doomstar Star Domain. I have to go help. While I’m gone, you keep the Dragon‑Spine Continent safe. Don’t give outsiders a single opening!”

“Xiaochi? Give me details!”

Without another word or a change in expression, Song Wujian turned and strode away, refusing to answer.

Seeing this, Song Xingru quickly recalled her Calm‑Sea Dragon‑Xiang and hurried after him.

“Patriarch, what exactly happened? I know how tough Xiaochi’s ship is. Even regular Dreadnoughts can’t scare him. How urgent can it be?”

With a flicker of spatial power, Song Wujian shot out of the mountain, heading straight for the Burningfall Plains.

“Don’t worry about it. You’ll know eventually. Just guard the continent!”

Watching his streak vanish into the sky, Song Xingru let out a soft snort. Still, knowing her priorities, she didn’t pursue him but hurried toward the ancestral hall.

…

A few days later, Doomstar Star Domain, Venomspider Sector.

Near the secret realm entrance, many Tier 2 and Tier 3 Golden‑Rifted Sky Spiders had come out over the last few days, but none got their legs on a Timeworld Fruit. That hint of crimson glinted in the spider eyes of the Tier 6 leader.

More and more Tier 2 and 3 spiders were thrown into the secret realm.

Seeing this, Song Chi finally let out a small sigh of relief.

Judging by that, the Tier 6 Golden‑Rifted Sky Spider likely had no clue about the fruit’s real function. It only knew the Timeworld Fruit boosted time powers but didn’t realize the first fruit is the only one that works—no matter how many more you eat, it’s pointless.

Since the other side didn’t know the fruit’s full secrets, it meant the risk of the Timeworld Tree’s existence leaking was lower.

One day, a special part aboard the Heavenly Ruin buzzed with a sharp beeping.

Glancing over, Song Chi saw it was the sub‑plate from the Long‑Range Communication Disk—his patriarch was reaching out.

When the call connected, the first thing Song Chi saw was Song Wujian’s solemn face.

“Xiaochi, Shiyuan and I have arrived. We’re about to activate the spatial sealing module. Can you give us an estimate of the area to seal?”

With hundreds of thousands of spiders spread over a huge swathe of starry sky, it wouldn’t be easy to seal them all in—precise coordinates were a must.

Song Chi glanced around then checked the radar screen from his Eye of Spirit-Seeking one more time, finally sending a perfect set of coordinates to Song Wujian.

“All right then. But charging the module takes a few minutes. Hold on.”

…

A few minutes later, a piercing shriek resounded from afar.

The Tier 6 Golden‑Rifted Sky Spider glared up, its monstrous eyes sweeping the sky with unease. Sharp cries escaped its vicious jaws.

“Noticed already? Too bad it’s too late!”

As the massive sealed space finally snapped into place, two spatial ripples appeared over the Heavenly Ruin. The Calm‑Sea Dragon‑Xiang and the Unmoving Vajra materialized one after another.

“No time to waste—let’s unleash everything we’ve got. And don’t strike to kill. With so many spiders out here, I brought Tianshu along. His ship’s already started its promotion mission. These spiders can’t go to waste!”

From the Calm‑Sea Dragon‑Xiang came orders, and in a blink, two dreadnoughts and a battleship, plus hordes of enslaved beasts of Tier 4, 5, and 6, plunged into battle with savage ferocity.

While making sure no one got hurt, the Song Family didn’t actually finish off the spiders—mostly leaving them half-alive before moving on to the next target.

This chaotic free‑for‑all lasted more than ten hours, finally ending with Song Tianshu’s ship handling the aftermath.

Song Wujian couldn’t bring himself to kill the Tier 6 Golden‑Rifted Sky Spider, saving it for Song Shiyuan instead.

Currently, Song Shiyuan’s ship only had one Tier 6 dragon. Adding a spider with both metal and time‑type powers would boost his fighting strength considerably.

Even so, with close to ten Tier 5 spiders, hundreds of Tier 4, and over ten thousand Tier 3 spiders—plus the groundwork Song Tianshu had done in the months prior—his ship’s promotion success rate had climbed to 70%.

That’s a remarkable success rate. Between Song Tianshu’s eighteen centuries of life, years of preparation, and having already gathered special resources—like Tier 6 Doomstar Race blood and Tier 5 Evil God Blood—everything was ready.

Still, seventy percent wasn’t a sure thing. Song Wujian urged him to hold off on promoting—there was still over a month left in the year-long mission. Maybe, in that window, they could find a Tier 4 Timeworld Fruit.

But Song Tianshu strongly objected, turning him down flat.

He insisted he’d already received more than enough from the clan after the frontier campaign—the blood of the Doomstar Race, the Sovereign Blood, and the Evil God Blood had done plenty for him.

Seventy percent was good enough. The Timeworld Fruit should be reserved for the up-and-coming younger generation.

Since he remained resolute, the others didn’t press.

They all knew—even if Song Tianshu’s battleship level-up succeeded, he’d never reach the Dreadnought Commander rank. Age simply wasn’t on his side. The only shot was a miracle supply of Deepwater Pearls, like Song Chi enjoyed, and that was never going to happen.

Song Chi hadn’t grown a single Deepwater Pearl, and even if he did, there’d never be enough for the whole family.

As they talked, the heavens suddenly trembled with a violent spatial upheaval. The space sealed by the Red‑Sealed Module was torn open by a terrifying rift.

With dual pupils activated, Song Chi and Song Wujian caught a glimpse of the massive warship hovering just outside the rupture.

That sight made every member of the Song Family turn pale.