Fairyland Still Lake

The Water Prince led Wang Mo and the others back to Still Water Lake. The Water Prince stood quietly in place. His power, which was once as vast and boundless as the deep ocean, had been almost completely exhausted in the fierce struggle against the laws of time. At this moment, he was like a lone tree standing firm in a raging storm, looking tired and fragile.

His Holy Water Pearl, that treasure that once symbolized his supreme power, had vanished completely, like a star falling from the night sky, leaving only a dim shadow. Each time he used his immortal power to fight against the laws of time, it was as if a sliver of life force was being drawn from the depths of his soul; the consumption was so great that his body trembled slightly.

The image of the Ice Princess kept flashing through his mind, his sister who was once connected to him by blood and soul. But now, she refused to lend a helping hand to the human girl, leaving the Water Prince utterly bewildered. A trace of pain flashed in his deep eyes as he pondered when his sister had become so cold and heartless.

Is it the erosion of time, or the malice hidden deep within his heart? The Water Prince's face grew increasingly gloomy, like the oppressive dark clouds before a storm, as if it could erupt with angry lightning at any moment.

Wang Mo, who had been watching the Water Prince intently, rushed forward like a nimble little deer, her heart pounding through the pervasive fairy aura. Her large, watery eyes were filled with worry and concern, like a clear spring, crystal clear.

"Water Prince, how are you?" Her voice was as gentle as a breeze caressing a flower. "You look so pale, like a beautiful jade that has lost its luster. Is it because you saved Shu Yan? If so, it's all our fault for making you suffer. You're so good to us, yet we always cause you trouble." Her kind and innocent nature was evident, and every word was filled with deep trust and gratitude for Water Prince.

Just as Prince Shui was about to respond, he was abruptly interrupted by Jian Peng's booming question. Jian Peng was a straightforward and hot-tempered young man, and now his thick eyebrows were tightly furrowed, like two angry caterpillars. His eyes were wide like copper bells as he glared at Prince Shui and shouted, "Prince Shui, how exactly did you save Shu Yan? Look at him! He's like a flower about to wither, as weak as a candle in the wind, ready to disappear at any moment! Were you up to no good, trying to harm him? You were on the Queen's side before, who knows what you were really up to!" As he spoke, he glared fiercely at Prince Shui, his gaze seemingly trying to see right through him. Then, his face filled with anxiety, he looked at the lifeless Shu Yan lying on the ground, his fists clenching involuntarily, as if he wanted to vent his anger on an enemy.

Jasmine quickly stepped forward to defend the Water Prince, her light steps resembling those of an elegant dancer. Her gentle and kind face was filled with disapproval of Jianpeng's words: "Jianpeng, you shouldn't say that. The Water Prince is a Saint-level fairy of the Fairy Realm; his character is widely recognized. I believe he genuinely wanted to save his master. It's just that the time punishment was too powerful; the Water Prince may have already done his best."

We should be grateful, not make unfounded accusations. Lori and Bright Color nodded in agreement, their dark eyes filled with unwavering trust in the Water Prince, as steadfast as their belief that the sun would rise every day.

Hearing Wang Mo's warm words, Prince Shui felt a gentle warmth flow through his heart, offering solace to his previously cold soul. But Jian Peng's sharp accusations were like a dagger, piercing his heart. He began to doubt whether his efforts were truly worthwhile; he had expended so much energy to save people, only to be misunderstood—a bitter pill to swallow.

A hint of desolation flashed in his deep eyes as he coldly said, "Human girl, my power can no longer heal him. Return to the human world and seek another way. The Fairy Queen is searching for you everywhere. This place is like a dark forest full of traps, fraught with danger. Return quickly." With that, he transformed into a stream of crystal-clear water, shimmering with iridescent light in the sunlight, yet carrying a resolute air. He disappeared without looking back into the still, mirror-like lake, leaving only ripples that seemed to whisper of his helplessness.

Jianpeng was so angry that his face turned red, like a ripe tomato, and the veins on his neck bulged. He roared furiously, "What kind of attitude is this? If you don't want to save us, then don't save us. Making up such an excuse is outrageous! We trusted him so much, and this is how he treats us."

Upon hearing this, Wang Mo immediately reacted like an enraged little lion. Her delicate face flushed red, and her eyes flashed with fury as she retorted, "Jianpeng, you can't say that about Prince Shui! He's in this state trying to save Shuyan, how can you doubt him? Didn't you see how bad his complexion is? He's our friend, we should trust him." Her unwavering gaze, like the brightest star in the night sky, showed her unconditional protection of Prince Shui.

"Wang Mo, you're too naive! He used to be on the Queen's side. Who knows what kind of schemes he might have up his sleeve? We can't trust him so easily. If he really wants to harm us, we won't even know how we died!" Jianpeng shouted angrily, kicking pebbles hard on the ground.

The pebble, kicked with such force, flew like a cannonball, hitting the surrounding flowers and plants and kicking up a cloud of dust. His reckless and impulsive nature was on full display at that moment, completely disregarding the feelings of those around him. His guardian fairy stood by, constantly comforting him, like a gentle mother soothing a crying child, softly offering words of advice.

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