Abyssal Chronicles

Chapter 619 - 620: The Weak Girl

"Planting... flowers?"

Yuan’er blinked, perplexed, and leaned on the desk. Quietly she stared fixedly at the expensive white jade-crafted vase on the table.

Although her mom said she was Planting flowers, besides the fluffy soil in the flowerpot, there was nothing else.

However,

This soil was obviously not ordinary. Upon careful observation, Yuan’er felt a rich vitality emanating from the seemingly unremarkable soil. It carried a robust aura, akin to the vibrant energy capable of reviving all things. Sensing this presence, Yuan’er not only showed a comfortable expression but also a hint of surprise.

"Mom, what is this?"

"Rare soil borrowed from the elf friends."

As if expecting her daughter’s confusion, Yumo smiled and explained.

"It’s soil from the elves, used to cultivate a new Mother Tree of Nature. It contains a life force that even high-level spirit herbs can’t compare to."

"So, Mom, are you going to use this soil to plant flowers?"

"Yes."

The black-haired girl nodded slightly.

However, as she nodded, seeming to remember something, Yumo raised an eyebrow, showing a bit of embarrassment yet maintaining her elegance as she shook her head:

"Saying it’s Planting flowers might not be accurate. After all, the seeds haven’t sprouted yet."

As she spoke,

The space around the girl rippled, and a small and delicate watering can appeared in Yumo’s hand under the cluster of bloody butterflies. Judging by the exquisite jade patterns on the watering can, it was not hard to guess that this watering can was also an elven treasure.

If Xiao knew about this, he would probably be surprised to find out that this watering can was used by the elves throughout the ages to water the seeds of the Mother Tree of Nature.

It was said to be a divine artifact blessed by the elven goddess.

...

By the way, the jade-green liquid sprayed from the watering can, used to water the seeds, was the legendary ’Tears of Nature’ that was worth a fortune...

Yumo’s short journey to the elf race was indeed quite fruitful. The enthusiasm and sentiments of Elf King Karos left Yumo astonished for a moment. Astonished to the point where Yumo once thought that the Black Rose family’s children weren’t deceiving her; the elf race was indeed a group of warm and generous beings.

Just casually mentioning a desire to plant flowers, and they gifted her so many flower-related artifacts...

’Well…’

’Next time, I’ll find an opportunity to repay those pointy-eared folks.’

’Anyway…’

The things they gave me were indeed a big help.’’

Through the soil, Yumo’s gaze was firmly locked onto the indigo seed buried in the soil of life. At this moment, a myriad of emotions flashed through the crimson gem-like eyes of the black-haired girl. There was guilt, sadness, confusion, and also gratitude...

Feeling the gradually reviving seed nurtured by the soil of life and watered by the Tears of Nature, Yumo’s suppressed emotions were gradually soothed.

With a slight upward curve at the corner of her mouth, Yumo spoke with some anticipation:

"Although it hasn’t sprouted yet, it should be soon..."

Staring at her mom’s face that was overtaken by gentle emotions, Yuan’er blinked in curiosity and then continued to stare fixedly at the flowerpot in front of her. Although her mom seemed to use the power of shadows to wrap something deep in the soil, Yuan’er still felt a familiar and comforting aura.

Perplexed, Yuan’er turned her pleading eyes to Yumo:

"Mom, why is this seed have a familiar aura..."

"..."

For Yuan’er’s confusion, Yumo smiled mysteriously and remained silent.

Apparently,

Considering Yuan’er’s attitude toward Youlan and feeling a bit saddened, Yumo didn’t want to let her daughter know for the time being.

So, after a silent moment, Yumo affectionately and helplessly rubbed Yuan’er’s little face:

"It’s nothing. Just know that this flower is very important, you silly girl."

...

At the same time,

In the northwest corner of the inner city of Anvika,

Due to the attack of Higanbana, the main temple of the Church had turned into ruins. Although the reconstruction work was in full swing, it would still take time to restore it to its former glory.

Before that, the Church temporarily moved the main temple to the northwest corner of the inner city, provided as a residence by Red Leaf royal family.

At this moment, inside a certain guest room in the temporary camp,

A silver-haired girl with unparalleled beauty was quietly leaning against the bedside, contemplatively looking through the window at the scenery of Anvika’s inner city. The guest room was high-end and tranquil, while outside the guest room stood several fully armed holy knights emitting a terrifying aura of holy power, their faces showing a stern and killing intent. Not far away, dozens of holy knight troops were patrolling alternately, vigilant of everything around them.

After the destruction of the main temple, the Church not only lost tens of thousands of devout followers but also a vast amount of wealth stored in the main temple.

Strictly speaking, the current Asumos Church has fallen into a certain financial crisis.

Being able to stay in such a high-end room at this time and enjoy such tight security, the identity of the silver-haired girl goes without saying; she is none other than Miss Mengxi, the Girl of Destiny.

However,

Unlike the previous noble, graceful, and saintly appearance of the Saintess, the current Mengxi looks quite weak. Her lips were a bit dry, and the rosy face has lost its color, becoming pale. Her neck and right arm were tightly wrapped in bandages... Fresh blood even oozes out from time to time.

Undoubtedly, Mengxi’s breakthrough to level 7 and the backlash from the divine power and shadow power are still tormenting the delicate body of the silver-haired girl.

Yet,

Seemingly accustomed to the frequent pain within her body, the girl’s brain has long been numb to the sensation of pain. Even though the wounds continue to tear, oozing fresh blood, Mengxi still maintains that indifferent and emotionless face. She silently gazes out the window, ignoring everything around her, appearing as if she carries a heavy heart. The maids sent to take care of the Girl of Destiny, upon seeing her in this state, dare not start any conversation and could only silently tend to her wounds.

Like a statue deprived of its soul, the silver-haired girl continued to gaze into the distance without a hint of reaction.

Until a familiar figure forcefully burst into the room,

"Meng... Mengxi! Waaaaaaaah It’s a miracle! You’re awake! I thought you would never wake up!!"

With the entrance of a crisp female voice, a white figure suddenly appeared in Mengxi’s room, breaking the long-maintained tranquility of the room under the astonished gaze of the maids and guards.

In the next instant,

This white figure swiftly reached Mengxi’s side, without a word, and hugged the silver-haired girl’s neck:

"It’s a miracle!! You’re not dead! From what these fu@king doctors said, I thought you would never wake up! I was so worried!!"

’Wait, what?!’

"Um, Lady Bai! Miss Mengxi is very weak now! Please... please be gentle!!"

The maids who realized the situation hastily rushed to the bedside, trying to restrain the overly enthusiastic white-haired woman. Well, this woman is one of the three Heavenly Apostle of Asumos Church... The Third in rank Bai Yanluo...

Considering that Bai Yanluo didn’t suffer serious injuries in the recent battle with Sword Demon, and now she has a bunch of bandages on her head, it’s possible that her damaged nerves might affect her control over her strength. Everyone was afraid that Bai Yanluo might accidentally harm the Girl of Destiny with her excessive strength.

In light of this,

Seeing this scene, the maids instantly panicked.

The maids shouted anxiously, and Bai Yanluo was expressing her excitement with emotional words.

Under the stimulation of these noisy voices, the consciousness of the silver-haired girl gradually returned from a trance, and her pale purple eyes regained their luster.

With a slight side glance, Mengxi looked somewhat helpless at her enthusiastic friend hugging her neck:

"Sister Bai, calm down, I’m not dead."

As Mengxi spoke, the excited Bai Yanluo gradually calmed down from her restless state and sat quietly by Mengxi’s bedside, still patting her chest with lingering fear.

"Phew, you’re not dead, you’re not dead. I… after hearing that you fought with the demon dragon, I was so worried! Luckily, blessed by the goddess, you came back alive!"

Mengxi: "..."

"Not only did you come back alive, but your body is intact! I thought you might be missing an arm or a leg, or even suffer a backlash to your soul and never wake up again..."

After sighing a few words,

Seemingly remembering something, Bai Yanluo suddenly showed an excited gaze, grabbing Mengxi’s hand without hesitation:

"Moreover, you’re too amazing, silly girl! Not only did you break through to the Saint rank, but you also defeated that demon dragon?! My goodness, you keep surprising your big sister every day!"

Mengxi: "..."

Facing Bai Yanluo’s excited praises, Mengxi’s face became more complicated.

"No, Sister Bai I didn’t defeat that dragon."