Exiled Clan 94 Totem

Upon seeing Rudra entering in, the tiny ents instinctively became silent.

Rudra smiled at the scene in front of him,

"It seems I would have to tell Wis about you guys again?"

"Owp!" the Ents rushed towards him in panic grabbing his legs as the bunch of them surrounded him making sounds at him trying to persuade him from telling on them.

Rudra shut his eyes and a spiritual light glowed in his hand. A green thread flew out and circled the interior of the room.

Calming the tiny bunch who then hopped out of the room.

Rudra laughed at their childish behavior, he then proceeded to turn his Ent body back into the normal Human physique.

His build suddenly started shrinking a cast of wooden bark fell off on the floor along with the green leaves on his head.

Rudra came to the side of the bed climbing into it he laid inside, revisiting the past few days.

Rudra smiled thinking back to the behavior of the potato ents which reminded of the Minions from his past world.

Rudra then proceeded to think various thoughts related to his current situation and progress in cultivation.

Rudra had already established his position amongst the Ents. He was their leader their 'creator', according to what he had read all the ents he had raised became of the same lineage of him, that meant every one of these Ents was like family to him now.

And they acted like that around him, every Ent now considered him as a family head. This included all the tree Ents and the Potato and Corn Ents. Except for Wisteria Ent who for some reason was quite different in her ways than the rest of the bunch. She had already taken up the name of her own Wis, Rudra had to name every other Ent so her naming herself quite surprised him.

Nevertheless, all the other Ents were busy refining their mind and cultivating the multiple Ent techniques that he had imparted to them.

"At the current rate of their progress, it would take hundreds of years for any of them to become an Elder Ent!" Rudra grumbled at the slow cultivation rate of the other Ents as he was reminded how he eased up the process by simply robbing purified Wooden essence which would take years to form for a normal Ent.

"It seems to rob more of the wooden energy is the way to go, But I don't want to set myself as a target for the Demonic Faction, causing them to hunt me to the end of the world." Rudra put his hands behind his head as he laid on his bed thinking.

"Hmm, I still need to cultivate the Berserk Art" Rudra mulled peering into his Demonic Heart which looked quite uneven now with the Yaksha core already formed while the Marauder core was still nowhere to be seen.

"With my current pace, I will form the Demonic Nascent Soul for my Yaksha Energy before even forming a Marauder Core." Rudra was also distraught about the restriction posed by the Demonic Energy which prevented him to cultivate any other essence into his Dantian from the Spiritual Energy of the world.

Shuffle!

Rudra took out the Exiled Sutra from inside his ring as he sat upon the bed laying the book on his legs he started to read more on the Ents and their techniques.

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After many hours Rudra who was concentrated on the book was brought back to focus after hearing noises of someone coming towards his room.

"Owp...Owp!!" Rudra turned to look at the door where a single potato ent was jumping around calling at him.

"Oh! A beast just intruded in our territory and was captured by Oak!" Rudra said understanding the cute sounds produced by the Ent in front of him.

"Good, Tell them I will be there in a moment."

Rudra nodded his head and turned himself back into his Ent form much to the surprise of the Ent who had begun to freak out a moment ago seeing a human in the room where his Elder was supposed to be in. And his action of not differentiating between the two.

"Don't worry little guy you would be able to do it too when you advance!" Rudra rubbed the round head of the Ent causing it to calm down.

"Do I need to put it back! Nah, let's just store it in my body!" Rudra placed the Sutra inside a cavity in his body instead of the ring

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A large golden-black bird intruded the manor, followed by the chaos which led to it being subjugated by the Ancient Oak Ent.

While the crowd was unsettled, groups of soldiers went out to the streets and sealed the four doors. They enforced their patrolling as well.

"Chirp! Chirp!"

Rudra walked in the fields to see a golden-black Eagle with broken bones and claws laying on the field bleeding, it was being held down by the Ancient Oak Ent while being surrounded by other Ents who were all focused at the bird.

Rudra immediately recognized it as the Eagle from before.

"Hmm, Why has it come to attack us!" Rudra moved closer to the scene,

"Oak! what happened?" Rudra inquired with the Ent in front of him who was almost his size,

Ancient Oak still not proficient in human tongue growled on...

From the reply Rudra understood the gist of the situation, the Eagle was probably fleeing from a bunch of angry Greenbirds who were p.i.s.sed at the eagle for the loss of their Spiritual bamboo plant.

"It seems it doesn't have much life left in it!" Rudra said grabbing hold of a broken wing of the eagle. It didn't even respond as if it was on the last breath it just quietly accepted its fate.

"It seems you are quite fortunate little Eagle cause you have some to the right place!" the green light in Rudra's eyes glowed as he yanked the eagle up with his arms.

The eagle was almost half his size that was almost the same size as any regular Ent, but it looked quite pathetic with its wings and claws broken and a b.l.o.o.d.y mess of its body and feathers missing from its back and neck.

"Don't try to resist little birdie its all gonna be fine!" Rudra said as branches started growing out of his body forming a round wooden cavity enclosing him and the Eagle inside.

"Wait I almost forgot to learn the chants!" Rudra said as he pulled out the Exiled Sutra which could be seen in his arms as the cover of the wooden cavity enclosed both him and the Eagle inside.

"Spirit Totem Art" a voice trailed off from inside the coc.o.o.n-like covering.