Chapter 182 To Become the Light

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"Touch me, be gentle..."

Feeling the shyness in the elf tree's tone, Lu Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Would a tree feel embarrassed by being touched by humans?

There is no difference between this elf sapling and the intelligent race!

After all, they came from the Mountain of God, so their starting point is naturally different from that of the races on the Isaiah continent.

Lu Yi thought so without asking any questions. He followed the elf tree's wishes and gently stroked its trunk again.

The elven young tree gently shook its leaves, dragging Lu Yi into another fragment.

The picture slowly emerged.

The center of the picture is no longer the inconspicuous seedling, but a small tree that is vigorous and upward.

However, the current situation of this little tree is not optimistic, and can even be described in one word: "miserable".

The emerald green leaves were scattered all over the ground, most of the branches were bare, and the messy broken ends silently indicated that these traces were deliberately caused by humans.

The young tree sobbed and gurgled as it swallowed the sweet pond water at its roots.

“Why are you pulling out my little leaves? (gurgle)… Why? (gurgle gurgle)… My little leaves, I raised such beautiful little leaves (gurgle gurgle gurgle)… Wuwuwu my little leaves…”

Perhaps the pond water was too sweet, the young tree's sobs became quieter and quieter, until finally the whole tree simply buried its head and swallowed the pond water.

The pool water, which should have been endless, was drunk by it and became only half shallow. It struggled for a long time before returning to the water half-dead.

"It tastes good (gulp)! Another sip (gulp gulp)! Another sip!"

"Is this water so delicious?" A smiling voice sounded.

The young tree drank the water without looking up and said without hesitation: "It tastes so good! This is the best water I have ever tasted!"

"How about compared to the rain and dew from the sacred mountain?" The smile in the voice became even brighter.

"Of course the water here tastes better!" Young Tree blurted out.

After saying this, it realized belatedly that the one who had just asked the question was the god of the sacred mountain, the god of light who had brought it to the continent of Isaiah.

The young tree, which had only half of its leaves left, shook its head and replied tremblingly, "Well, I think I was wrong. The rain and dew from the sacred mountain should taste better..."

The young tree was afraid that its answer would displease the gods, so in a rage it wanted to take it back to the sacred mountain and immediately try to remedy the situation.

Unexpectedly, Chaos laughed out loud, looking very happy.

The young tree couldn't figure out what He was thinking, and when it saw that He didn't seem angry, it felt relieved. Its voice became softer and softer, and it watched Him cautiously and curiously.

When it was still in the sacred mountain, it felt that this God of Light was different from other gods.

The young tree couldn't describe exactly what that special feeling was.

When he laughs, he seems to be crying, and when he cries, which is very rare, he seems to be happy. He always has a warm smile on his face. He has a very good relationship with every god, but it seems that he only likes to be alone.

The young tree stared at Chaos in a trance until Chaos reached out and shook its small leaves, and then the young tree suddenly came back to its senses.

Chaos teased, "Why do I feel like the trees have become stupid after letting you stay in Isaiah Continent for a few days?"

How many days? The young tree was slightly stunned.

It turns out that several years have passed in Isaiah Continent, but only a few days in the God Mountain! It thinks that if those short-lived guys in the God Mountain knew, they would definitely dream of coming to Isaiah Continent!

What's more, there are elves on the Isaiah continent who are dedicated to taking care of them!

The elf with pointy ears is pretty and kind!

"How is it? Are you having a good time in Isaiah Continent? Do you want me to take you back to the God Mountain?"

Chaos said, and then continued to talk to himself: "But I see that you don't look like you want to go back to the sacred mountain. Anyway, the rain and dew of the sacred mountain are not as good as this ordinary little sweet water that has no spiritual power at all!"

The sweet water tastes so good! The young tree muttered in his heart.

"The raindrops taste good, and the sweet water tastes good too, hehehe."

Chaos smiled and shook his head, saying seriously: "This is your last chance. Once your taproot is truly rooted in, you won't be able to return to the sacred mountain even if you want to leave."

"Do you understand what this means?"

The young tree shook its leaves and answered seriously, "I know, Lord God of Light. After today, I will never be able to return to the God Mountain. I can only stay in the Isaiah Continent."

Chaos nodded, stroked his leaves and whispered, "Won't you regret it?"

The young tree said firmly: "No! Sir, I will never regret it. I want to stay in Isaiah Continent forever!" I want to drink sweet water for the rest of my life! !

Chaos chuckled, "Would you like to tell me why you want to stay in Isaiah?"

The young tree thought carefully and said slowly: "Why do I want to stay in Isaiah? Because... because I like it here, the elves are all very nice. Sir, look at the small pool under my roots, it was dug specially for me by the road lords!

"Every day, elf cubs come to play with me. They climb on my branches and talk to me even if they can't hear my voice. Although sometimes they pick leaves and it hurts me, they will also steal flowers and fruits from other trees for me..."

The young tree chattered on and on, mostly meaningless daily trivialities.

Kochaos listened carefully from beginning to end, as if he could see the lively scene beneath the little tree's simple description.

"…So, I want to stay in the Isaiah continent. I won't leave, Lord God of Light!" The young tree finally mustered up the courage and said loudly.

“Ah——”

Chaos played with the small leaf he had just picked, snorted and laughed, "If you don't want to leave, then don't leave. You're making such a fuss, people who don't know would think I'm going to take you away by force!"

The young tree chuckled and flattered him at the right time: "Hey! No, it is clearly the kindness and mercy of the Lord God of Light that gave this insignificant seedling of mine a second life! Praise the Lord God of Light! Praise you! Praise the light day and night!"

"Come on, flattery doesn't work on me."

Chaos patted the trunk of the young tree and said, "Since you have made up your mind, I will not say anything more. We may not have the chance to meet again in the future."

The young tree immediately wilted upon hearing this and said pitifully, "Ah? Why? Did I displease you, sir? Don't you want to come to Isaiah Continent again? Don't you want to come and see the little tree you planted with your own hands?"

Chaos was amused by its eloquent words and couldn't help laughing.

"It seems like you have really adapted to the Isaiah Continent. You've almost become a chatterbox."

The young tree chuckled sheepishly and stretched out its branches to try to touch Chaos.

Chaos did not move, silently allowing it to rub its small leaves against the edge of his hair.

"It's not that I don't want to see you, but it's Isaiah's birthday cycle, and it's not appropriate for the gods to come out in person."

"God's birth cycle?" The young tree repeated ignorantly, "Is a new god going to be born? When? Can you come to Isaiah Continent to see me again after the new god is born?"

Chaos smiled.

The young tree could not understand His smile, which seemed to be both joy and sadness.

——It was not until many years later, when it had become the Mother Tree of Elves and suddenly sensed the fall of Chaos, that it vaguely understood that the joy and sadness it had felt at the beginning were all derived from a kind of self-liberation.

But that was all later. At that moment, the young tree was ignorant and just wanted to get a promise from the gods.

"If possible, I will come to see you again."

Chaos finally agreed to it, even though the promise was never fulfilled until the last moment.

"Great! Praise the great God of Light!"

The young tree shook its leaves happily, and even the bald half of it could not affect its good mood at the moment.

Chaos was infected by its cheerfulness, and his bad mood in the sacred mountain for several days also dissipated a lot at this moment.

He suddenly asked, "Does it hurt when your leaves are plucked? I thought you would complain to me..."

The young tree froze in a daze, and said blankly: "I, I forgot..."

God of Light, it wants to complain!

The half-bald branches of the tree are all thanks to that nasty dark god Mios!

He is the younger brother of Lord God of Light, but he is not even one percent as good as Lord God of Light.

Chaos showed a kind smile: "Don't worry, Mios will never come to pluck your leaves again."

"Really?!" Young Tree said in surprise.

"Really." Chaos swore, "If I beat him to death, he will probably have to rest for at least a few hundred years, right?!"

A few hundred years on the sacred mountain is equivalent to thousands of years passing by the Isaiah continent!

Yushu immediately became happy and couldn't help but take a few sips of the sweet water in front of Chaos.

"Alas, little sweet water, drink too much and the little spiritual energy you have accumulated in the sacred mountain will be dissipated." Chaos said angrily.

"It's okay, sir. They will all disperse sooner or later anyway!" said the young tree optimistically.

Chaos shook his head. "It's up to you."

"One last thing. I have something for you to keep."

"You want me to keep it?" The young tree perked up when he heard that.

If the God of Light asked it to keep something, doesn't that mean he will come back to get it later?!

To round it off, this is the adults’ goodbye invitation!

"Yes." Chaos nodded, "But you don't need to give it back to me. Later, if someone is guided by the light, you can give this thing to him."

“You have to tell him: Anything that you desire but cannot obtain will become a shackle that traps you. So, don’t become a god of light, become the light.”

The young tree nodded solemnly, "Yes, sir, I will definitely do it!"

If it is your order, it will definitely be accomplished!

The sound gradually died down and the picture gradually faded away.

Lu Yi stood there for a moment, then slowly opened his eyes.

He blinked subconsciously, but the scene before him did not change.

"Hmm, it's not an illusion, is it?" Lu Yi murmured.

The young elf tree in front of him had disappeared, replaced by a towering elf mother tree with lush branches and leaves.

Lu Yi raised his head slightly and asked tentatively: "Hello? Dear little tree?"

The Elf Mother Tree was silent for a moment, and then said shyly: "Although you call me dear, my favorite is still the Lord of Light, Lu Yi, how about you be my second favorite?"

Lu Yi's heart, which had just been lifted up, fell back again.

He looked at the lush Elf Mother Tree, paused for a moment and said with emotion: "...You are growing so fast."

The Elf Mother Tree was shaking its leaves slightly, just like when it was a young tree.

The leaves of mature trees are lush and dense, and when shaken, they make a rustling sound that young trees do not have.

"Strictly speaking, this is a projection of myself at different stages of my life, Lu Yi. I am now a mature elf tree!"

Lu Yi gave a thumbs up and said, "I can see that. If you were a human, you would at least be a sturdy man with a height of 2.2 meters."

The Elf Mother Tree was so overwhelmed by his praise that it just kept laughing.

"Oh yeah! That thing!"

The Elf Mother Tree remembered the instructions of the God of Light, took out the small box that had been deposited there, and used its leaves as a floating bridge to bring it to Lu Yi.

The Elf Mother Tree cleared her throat and said solemnly, imitating Chaos' tone: "Lu Yi, the God of Light left some words for you. Although you have heard them through my memory, I still have to repeat them. Please listen carefully."

Lu Yi nodded seriously, "Please go ahead."

"Anything you desire but cannot obtain will become a shackle that traps you, so don't become a god of light, become the light."

"Now, you can open what the Lord God of Light left for you, Lu Yi."

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