Chapter 333

"Not bad, you all must be careful of this Sovereign of All Living Things; I sensed His shadow in the bright garden."

"Any information you find about Him must be reported to Me; I will reward you handsomely."

"He founded His religion at the edge of civilization, His followers form an extremely complex group; you who dwell in Brilliance must be especially careful."

After assigning tasks to the two most important subordinates, the Pope and the Holy Dragon, the Deep Forest still felt it wasn't enough, and he also contacted all the fanatic leaders he had dispatched to other countries, only then stopping the big leaders' favorite deadly chain-call.

"Being able to act is one thing, but just making phone calls is really unsatisfying; as a vengeful Thus we will have Cultivation: Zhen Shen, by now previously he should have received the enemy's head on the second page, but this time he couldn't even get a bit of the opponent's real information."

"And some things in this world shouldn't be dwelled on, especially depressing matters; thus the plant deity entwined on the marble holy seat grew angrier the more he thought, more vexed, and the leaves on his body kept withering and falling, soon piling up into a ground covered in big potato chips."

"Even sages have been burned by passion, let alone the Deep Forest, which originally gradually achieved today's Thus we will have Cultivation: Zhen Shen fruit position from a single spirit vine."

"Thus, when He was about to be completely submerged by His own falling leaves, unable to bear it any longer, He finally burst out with a shout full of human feeling."

"Damn!"

"The design of a Divine Kingdom usually ties to the god's own preferences and aesthetics, so the Deep Forest's Divine Kingdom is a great garden; this shout carried a heavy divine might, and the magical beast god-pets kept there were all frightened into scattering and fleeing."

"He gave a light chuckle twice, shook the vines, and white flowers blossomed one after another; the flowers looked small, but their fragrance was extremely rich, as if to hang honey in the air."

"He couldn't tell what this black liquid was, but precisely because he couldn't tell, it proved it was definitely a miraculous potion personally crafted by a Thus we will have Cultivation: Zhen Shen level existence, inherently carrying a noble aura concealing effect."

"Holy shit, what the hell is this thing?!!"

"Finally at peace, the Deep Forest also suddenly recalled, in this sweet fragrance, that when He was about to leave, the Sovereign of All Living Things seemed to have also given Him a bottle of perfume."

"However, just this opening caused Him to make one of the worst decisions of His life, for in the next moment, all His flowers and leaves fell from head to toe."

【Savior, why didn't you just now let me inform the Deep Forest God of your true identity?】

"However, Ji Ming also only learned this news later from others; now he is still summarizing and researching what just happened with the small boss."

"Ah, even though He is now a Thus we will have Cultivation: Zhen Shen, why is He still so unsettled in handling affairs?"

"Therefore, after much thought, He considered that this place, after all, is His own Divine Kingdom; even if there were any problems, they should be solvable, just as He had been repelled earlier by the Sovereign of All Living Things."

"A king statue beloved by the Deep Forest also fell in this turmoil; its damaged head rolled to His face, the moisture at the corner of His eye like a tear."

"It's over."

"Deep Forest, Deep Forest, you must remember how you successfully rose to power back then; you must always stay calm!"

"In the winter of Yang Yue New Calendar year 12545, the Deep Forest Divine Kingdom was inexplicably shut down for a whole month; according to rumors, Pope Miesela gathered many fanatics to enter it, the specific cause and purpose unknown, only knowing that afterward all participants kept silent about it and all developed mysophobia."

"After a long silence, He finally calmed down, turning His chest-full of anger into a long, sighing lament."

"If that were all, it would be fine, but mixed in were several timid, clumsy giant cats whose size had doubled; startled, they were chased by huge dogs, leaping wildly up and down, and in a few moments they tore the house apart."

"But before He could even replace the bottle cap, the strong smell woke the giant cat lying nearby; the first thing the cat did upon getting up was to jump three feet high, brandishing its claws and teeth, trying to swat away everything around—this included the holy seat, the spirit vines, and even the bottle in His hand……"

"Deep Forest: ……"

"And in the breeze's sway, the pollen with calming effects also gradually drifted out, dazing those magical beast god-pets, letting the whole garden regain its tranquility."

"Like mourning His own tragic fate of being severed from head to body, and also mourning the legendary sculptor long gone, in the next moment He directly turned into a lump of lime."

"This soul-piercing stimulation is simply the ultimate torture; the Deep Forest instantly stopped caring about quality or not, feeling as if His entire vine were about to explode, He let out a terrifying shriek."

"So He merely loosened the bottle cap a slit, wanting to obtain a bit of material for research, to see what capabilities this question-mark face actually has."

"Facing the small boss's doubt, Ji Ming shook his head with his hands behind his back."

"As the biggest operator on Yang Yue Star, you may not have truly observed a specific existence on this planet, but I've seen plenty of such people on Earth."

"That Deep Forest may appear to be neutral in order, but deep down He is certainly no pushee; He is bound to be the sort who, upon seeing something good, will desperately scoop it into His own pocket, and will spare no expense for it, at least not like Holy Light, who is willing to spend His own resources to help others' endeavors, even actively lowering His stance just to seek cooperation."

"So if you try to recruit Him, if luck is good they'll simply dislike your dishes and refuse outright, cutting ties; if luck is bad, they'll feign cooperation while sneaking in, becoming the team's biggest troublemaker and drag, Yang Yue Little Royalty, Otherworld New Tianzhu—after that, forget about getting anything done."

【Now I understand……you also need to be careful, the Deep Forest God has suffered a big loss at your place, surely already preparing how to retaliate】

"It's fine; if you want to do things you can't be afraid of trouble—I hid in Yangguang City for three months precisely to guard against situations like today; now the players' development is unstoppable, if He really plans to cause trouble, the likely reception will be the backlash of the fourth calamity."

"Even if we retreat ten thousand steps, given the current surveillance strength of the Underground World, the only way an outsider's eye could sneak in is if one wanted to watch the players monkey around……"

"So after praising the hard work of the other Production Team members who came to help out, Ji Ming returned to the sanctuary."

"I heard the Sovereign Lord say that the Deep Forest God has been driven away by Him; how do you feel physically now?"

"Buluowa is currently sitting on one of the long benches, and after her abdominal wound healed she changed into clean clothes."

"Upon noticing Ji Ming enter, she turned her head; although her face still bore some wrinkles and signs of hardship, and the light in her eyes was still somewhat dim, compared to her previous appearance of old age and frailty, as if she were about to ride a crane westward to death, she could now be considered spirited and hale."

"Thus she slightly inhaled, letting the cool breeze blow over her painless throat, and spoke in a hoarse voice."

"How is it? Probably just looks young."

"Ha."

"Ji Ming couldn't help but laugh a little, and sat down beside her."

"Since the five-hundred-year curse has already been lifted, and the Deep Forest God has promised not to continue retaliating, as the beginning of a new life, could you tell me your true identity?"

"Buluowa did not answer directly, but instead posed a counter-question."

"Pretense, haven't you figured it out yet?"

"Tsk, indeed this is the answer……"

"No choice, Ji Ming had to start reasoning."

"As the protector of Shen Lin Wang Guo, the Deep Forest God's greatest enemy is the already fallen Jueqiao God and His Holy Tree Kingdom; only someone who could make a lofty Thus we will have Cultivation: Zhen Shen think of Him for five hundred years, and even after the shackles are broken still have to personally come to check, such a figure does not exist among the nine surviving surnames of the Holy Tree Kingdom, but there is one among the missing."

"Speaking of which, Ji Ming also has some connection with that figure, and can directly trace it back to Double Moon Struggle, which was still just the codename Yang Yue, even before the game's closed beta had started in its promotional stage."

"In order to pick a game character eye-catching enough and stunning enough for the cover, Ji Ming decided to trust the judgment of the second brother, choosing the last from among the red-lipped blood clan duchess, the white-clothed fox-eared little princess, and the tall elf great sage."

"It turns out the missing Holy Tree Kingdom elf great sage from five hundred years ago was indeed top-notch; this individual, smiling and carefree, clad in sheer white-furred elf attire, had a tremendous promotional effect, and even today many players still think of Him."

"Thus even though information about her is only this single picture, related fan creations are countless; just the first-person shooter games with her as protagonist have been released in several installments, and in the more advanced Western servers they have become a banner of the anti-rainbow faction, able to precisely break defenses regardless of color scheme."

"It sounds pretty good—getting that promotional effect without spending a penny, which other games would have to splurge hundreds of millions to achieve—but back then he was still young, unaware that fate's gift had already been quietly priced, especially this fickle fate, which is the most bizarre of all."

"Thus the boomerang just shuttled through time and returned, smashing hard onto Ji Ming's head at this moment."

"This……Everyone knows that death doesn't necessarily mean truly dead, so which head of the Holy Nine Surnames are you, the Rose or the Water Lily?"

"I have investigated each one individually; indeed someone escaped calamity by feigning death, but the two you mentioned are definitely dead, and their remains I personally buried."

"No, I cannot accept!"

He took out part of the video data left by the small boss, spread it out beside Buluowa and began comparing.

This is the elf sage, wearing modestly, exaggerated curves, cheeks flushed, smile with charm; if appearing in an anime work, estimated no need to fast-forward, could achieve world-class speedrun of three minutes da mie, five minutes yi dai, seven minutes ya mie die ku duo sai, absolutely not wasting a moment, very considerate.

This is Buluowa, nothing much to say, pure hardcore not pandering to otaku; Ji Ming upon seeing her would think of his high school math teacher; putting her photo on the bedside not only wards off evil but also serves to purify the mind and reduce desires; a glance and all worldly desires vanish, very health-promoting.

"Are you sure the person in the photo is you?"

"Back then I was still quite fat."

"I think this isn't you."

"This is me."

"Truly... okay okay okay, I've accepted reality, put the gun down!"

Buluowa withdrew her spear; the edge unintentionally grazed the old light-shadow projected in midair, causing the elf sage to tremble twice as if still alive.

That supple, tender arm, just looking at it one can imagine the wonderful touch, forms a stark contrast with Buluowa's now dry, hardened hand full of sharp lines, and also makes her gaze linger there a moment longer.

Ji Ming, seeing this, rubbed his hands and hurriedly asked.

"Are you reminiscing about your past life? I study human alchemy; let me think of a way to help you restore your former appearance."

The response, however, was Buluowa shaking her head without hesitation; for her, neither a beautiful face nor a lovely figure held any worth to cling to, because…

"No need; whether it can be done or not, it's unnecessary; I merely returned to the form befitting an elf."

The form befitting…

As a state founded by higher races, the Holy Tree Kingdom's utter collapse five hundred years ago, aside from the same late-Ming heavenly disaster gift pack, the Lion family army's formidable strength capable of routing them entirely, and the unique demise of a Thus we will have Cultivation: Zhen Shen in the fantasy world, the biggest problem actually lay with these elves themselves.

Since they could establish such a vast ancient kingdom, they naturally weren't initially this weak, mascot-like image; in fact, the elf ancestors, when starting their venture in hardship, were also a group mighty as lions, even more lion-hearted than the Lionheart King in martial prowess.

Especially the Golden Elf Holy Nine Clans, representing them, in the chaotic era when both dark-flame and light high-tier forces were utterly slain, they relied on slaughter and conquest, with methods even more domineering than the Iron-wrist Saintess, to unify the entire Yangyue Continent, letting the chaotic age end thus, returning to the Holy Tree.

However, just like those nomadic cavalry blinded by the southern capital's city, the elves who enjoyed aristocratic life gradually forgot the combat instinct flowing in their blood for thousands of years, and the long peace also washed away their last shred of vigilance.

The pleasure-indulging elves' art style also gradually shifted, from tall and sturdy, fond of martial arts, completely a orthodox Western fantasy style iron-blooded war tribe; they became delicate and soft-bodied, skilled in light arts, even more akin to Japanese-style Western fantasy pure benefit role.

Thus, when Little Lion rushes a thousand miles with the Round Table Knights in the morning, overwhelms with thunderous force in the afternoon, at night employs kingly aura to subdue heroes worldwide, at midnight rides on heroic vigor unmatched, wishing to split the day in half to strive to be the new scroll king of another world, the sage lady's daily routine is probably like this.

Morning: set up the easel to paint the loveliest sunrise, then drink a cup of floral dew to hydrate the skin.

Morning: attend the Rose family's concert, cultivate artistic appreciation, and afterwards discuss technique with the pianist.

Noon: feeling my face got a bit chubby, from now on no yogurt in the vegetable salad.

Afternoon: instruct juniors on how to use etiquette magic that looks beautiful but will absolutely not harm guests at banquets.

Evening: bathe in the Moon Spring with the sisters, then rest early, otherwise wrinkles may appear…

Buluowa, unable to endure any longer, chopped down the pink little book Ji Ming was holding.

"Damn it, stop reading it; where did you find my diary!"