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"One, two, three... Why are there only eight willow branches? Hmph, Yun Yi, do you think I'm being deceived by A Niang? You said I am the purest bloodline of the Willow Tree Clan, the Willow Tree Demon."
I saw a girl who resembled me, gazing innocently at the person in the tree.
Looking up, I watched as the person in the tree, wrapped in willow branches, floated down gently.
Yun Yi touched his head and gently plucked a strand of hair. The strand transformed in his hand into a bundle of dew-kissed willow branches.
"Our Little Willow Tree Demon just needs a bit more time to grow before she can become the most powerful Nine-Tailed Willow Demon of the Willow Tree Clan."
He affectionately tapped the girl's nose and tucked the willow branches into her hair.
The girl giggled playfully and began to tease him back.
For some reason, I clutched my chest, feeling a warm sensation rise within me as I watched this scene unfold.
But suddenly, the scene shifted, and I found myself in a desolate land.
The girl seemed to have grown much older and looked just like me.
She was accompanied by several clan members, all adorned with willow branches. One of them collapsed from exhaustion.
"Don't worry about me, Young Master! They are coming after us!"
The clan member looked up, bearing an uncanny resemblance to San Niang.
From behind came shouts and cries of battle as a group of people in Daoist robes approached, each displaying greedy expressions.
They wore the pelts of slain Willow Tree Demons at their waists.
Among them was a large white Willow Tree Demon with seven willow branches sprouting from her back. Blood dripped continuously from her mouth.
"Still trying to escape? You beasts! We will take your lives if we want!"
I stared at that white Willow Tree Demon, an overwhelming sense of anger and pain flooding my mind.
Until that girl who looked like me cried out desperately, "Mother!"
I jolted awake; everything had truly happened.
And I had failed to save her.
In the hands of these Daoists, A Niang fought until her last breath to protect me and our clan.
I watched as the girl, despite her sorrow, continued to direct her kin to retreat and escape.
"Go! Find the Divine Tree!"
The Willow Tree Demon who resembled San Niang wanted to say something more but was silenced as her kin pulled her away.
Time seemed to stretch on endlessly until I regained my senses and realized I had become that girl.
Around me lay several broken bodies scattered about.
These were all people I had killed.
For this, my willow branches had all been severed.
I struggled and crawled toward A Niang's side, curling my body into a ball beside her.
"A Niang, I've come to find you!"
"Wait for me."
As usual, I rested in A Niang's embrace.
In the haze of my consciousness, I seemed to feel A Niang's hand gently brushing across my forehead.
But those hands felt a bit too bony.
"Xiao Liuzi?! You finally woke up; you scared me to death," Yun Yi's large face appeared before me once again.
I showed no surprise and gently brushed his hand away.
It was warm, carrying a hint of willow fragrance.
Seeing my serious expression, he seemed to want to say something else to distract me.
But San Niang was quicker, rushing over with tear-filled eyes.
I gently patted her back and softly called out, "Alright, Liu Mei."
I noticed both of them stiffen, and San Niang jumped back in disbelief.
She looked at me and then at Yun Yi, pondering something.
After receiving a nod from Yun Yi, she trembled as she pointed at me, "You... you remember!"
I nodded lightly at her and turned to look at Yun Yi.
Yun Yi sighed softly and playfully pinched my nose, saying, "You are truly a clever Little Willow Tree Demon."
With a wave of his hand, the children from the academy that I had seen before emerged.
Each of them carried a willow branch behind them.
They were my kin, saved by Yun Yi.
I leaped into Yun Yi's embrace, enveloped by the familiar scent of willow.
"Thank you, Yun Yi."
"Then how about that Little Willow Tree Demon offers herself in return?"
**Epilogue—Yun Yi's Perspective**
I am the divine tree that has guarded the Willow Tree Clan for millions of years.
I do not interfere with the growth and demise of any beings; everything follows the laws of time.
But I made an exception for that little demon who came to me every day, proclaiming herself as the most powerful Nine-Tailed Willow Demon of the Willow Tree Clan.
Though no matter how hard she practiced, she only ever had eight branches.
That boastful Little Willow Tree Demon.
Earlier, I saw thick black smoke rising from the direction of the Willow Tree Clan.
I adhered to my own principles, not interfering with any of it. Only my hand, pouring the tea, trembled slightly. A few drops spilled over. She should have escaped this disaster; after all, she was such a quirky and clever little creature, the Little Willow Tree Demon, adept at seeking benefits and avoiding harm.
But when I saw the maid who usually called her home, injured and bearing wounds, while so many others were missing her presence, my heart trembled despite my calm exterior.
"Divine Lord, please save our young master!" They knelt before me, and before their words could finish, I vanished.
Yes, I am the Divine Tree, the only Divine Lord of the Willow Tree Clan. The people held only respect for me, except for that impudent Little Willow Tree Demon who even dared to give me a human name—Yun Yi.
I knew what was going to happen, but I never expected that foolish Willow Demon would end up sacrificing herself this time. I had privately deduced that she should have easily avoided this calamity.
In the end, I violated my principle of not leaving the Divine Tree. I took action.
I regretted not having foreseen more about those around her—like her beloved A Niang. By the time I hurried to her side, she was barely clinging to life. My vain and noisy Little Willow Demon had all eight of her willow branches severed. She didn’t even have the strength to transform into human form.
She lay there unusually quiet, curled up in a ball. Her small body was soaked in dark crimson blood. Trembling, I reached out my hand to touch her and silently formed a seal.
Little Willow Demon, next time I will come find you first.
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