Phi-Fic Chapter 370 Saving the Little Elf 5
Chapter 370 Saving the Little Elf 5
Two days passed quietly in the stillness of the space.
Yuan Bao sat cross-legged by the spiritual spring pool, closed his eyes and regulated his breathing, repairing the severe internal injuries caused by forcibly activating the profound meaning and enduring the backlash from the dimensional torrent.
The golden blood had stopped flowing, and the cracks on the skin were slowly healing under the powerful regenerative ability of the MAX attribute, but the exhaustion deep in the soul and the subtle wounds at the level of spatial laws still needed time to heal.
Her mind always kept a sliver of attention on the faint yet tenacious flame of life in the pool.
The water in the spirit spring still rippled with gentle silver-blue waves, continuously nourishing the little elf's broken body.
The stubborn dark purple erosion patterns have faded by more than 90% under the continuous rinsing of the spiritual spring water, leaving only a few deepest and most stubborn marks, like ugly scars occupying a few primordial nodes, but they no longer wriggle and have lost their vitality.
The little elf's light blue skin regained most of its clarity, and its body temperature stabilized, no longer fluctuating between hot and cold.
The most noticeable change was in breathing; although still weak, it became much more steady and long, carrying a rhythm that seemed to sink into deep healing.
suddenly!
The body in the pool, which had been calm and seemingly asleep, suddenly trembled!
Her long, butterfly-wing-like eyelashes trembled violently, and then, her pure, emerald-green eyes, filled with the bewilderment of someone who had survived a catastrophe and a deep, bone-deep weariness, suddenly opened!
Her eyes were initially vacant, as if still immersed in the final, devastating explosion and the boundless, cold darkness.
She subconsciously and very slowly raised a hand that still bore faint scars, staring blankly at her light blue fingertips, and then tentatively and cautiously touched her chest.
That's where the heart is located.
There was no pervasive sense of emptiness, no icy stillness.
The sensation at my fingertips was warm, real, and with a faint pulsation!
“Uh…” A very faint, incredulous sob escaped from her throat.
Her pupils suddenly contracted, and a storm of chaos and horror surged into her emerald eyes!
She suddenly propped herself up, splashing water in the process, and looked down at her tattered wings, her skin covered in faint marks, and... the real heartbeat and breath of a living being!
“No…it’s impossible…” Her voice was hoarse and dry, filled with extreme confusion and fear, as if she were on the verge of collapse. “I…I clearly…detonated…all…the…original…space…I…should…die…for…”
She suddenly raised her head, her gaze like that of a startled deer, frantically scanning the unfamiliar space filled with supplies. Finally, her eyes fixed on the woman by the pool who was slowly opening her eyes, her face still pale, but her gaze calm and serene.
"Master...Master?!" The little elf's voice rose, trembling sharply. "You...you also...?! No...where is this...? I..."
The overwhelming cognitive shock left her speechless, and her body swayed precariously due to extreme excitement and weakness, on the verge of falling back into the pool.
"Don't panic," Yuan Bao's voice rang out, calm and reassuring.
She reached out and gently placed her hand on the elf's trembling, cold shoulder, and a gentle force steadied her.
"You're not dead. I'm fine too. This is my space, remember? It's a safe place."
Feeling the real, warm touch on her shoulder, the little elf's chaotic emotions seemed to find an anchor, and her violently heaving chest calmed down slightly, but the horror and confusion in her eyes did not diminish at all.
She gripped Yuan Bao's wrist tightly, as if it were the only piece of driftwood, her emerald eyes filled with incomprehension: "But... Master... I... I used 'Crystal Song of Despair'... That's... that burns all life and spatial essence... a mutual destruction... impossible... to survive..."
Yuan Bao's gaze fell on the almost disappeared dark purple scars on her body, then looked at the silvery-blue ripples in the pool, and slowly said, "Because of the water here."
"Water?" The little elf followed her gaze blankly to the clear, cool spring water beneath her.
"Yes." Yuan Bao nodded. "This spiritual spring water has a miraculous effect on your injuries. Almost all the corrosive power in your body was purified by it. Your overdrawn essence is also being nourished and slowly recovering by it."
The little elf was stunned. She looked down at her body, which was soaking in the spring water, and felt the gentle yet strangely vital energy seeping in. It did indeed resonate slightly with the almost depleted source deep within her body.
The excruciating pain that had caused her unbearable suffering had almost completely disappeared.
This... is simply a miracle!
“That’s not all.” Yuan Bao’s voice rang out again, carrying a strange fluctuation. “Xiao 9 and I also discovered that this spring water… seems to have some kind of… incomprehensible restorative effect on your home, ‘Crystal Song Forest’.”
"What?!" The little elf suddenly raised its head, its emerald eyes flashing with disbelief as it stared intently at Yuan Bao. "Master...you...what did you say?! It's...it's Crystal Song Forest?! How is this possible?!"
Her voice became shrill again due to extreme excitement, and she leaned forward, almost lunging at Yuan Bao.
Yuan Bao did not answer directly, but closed his eyes and focused a wisp of his spiritual energy into the profound meaning of "Weaving the Void," attempting once again to establish that subtle connection.
A moment later, she opened her eyes and gently touched the surface of the spiritual spring water with her fingertip.
hum...
A clearer and more stable silver-blue ripple spread out.
“I sense emptiness!” Yuan Bao whispered.
The little fairy was puzzled, but just as the ripples spread, the remaining spatial essence within her body seemed to be pulled by invisible threads, and suddenly trembled!
An indescribable, faint yet incredibly clear sense of "calling" came from the depths of my blood!
That wasn't a sound, but a feeling! A final, instinctive response from a dying mother far away, sensing the lifeblood of her child!
"Ah...!" The little fairy clutched her chest, letting out a short gasp, her emerald eyes instantly filling with tears! She felt it!
Although it was extremely faint, separated by endless void and destructive storms, she could feel it very clearly!
The ruins of her home, which was being completely destroyed and which she thought was long dead, responded with remarkable tenacity the moment they came into contact with the ripples of the spiritual spring water, just as withered tree roots touched a drop of sweet rain!
Although the response was as faint as a candle in the wind, ready to be extinguished by a storm at any moment, it did exist!
Crystal Forest is not completely dead yet!
A tremendous shock swept over the little elf like a tsunami.
First came the bewilderment of escaping death, then the disbelief at the miraculous effects of the spring, and finally the ecstatic joy that their home still had a glimmer of hope!
These successive and enormous shocks left her mind blank.
Tears, like pearls from a broken string, flowed uncontrollably from those pure emerald eyes.
It wasn't sadness, but rather an extreme, overwhelming joy—the joy of regaining what was lost, the joy of seeing the only glimmer of hope in a desperate situation!
She could no longer control herself; her body trembled violently with excitement. She lunged forward, grabbing Yuan Bao's arm tightly with both hands, as if she had grasped the last hope of the world!
"Master! Master! Please!" Her voice was choked with sobs, yet filled with an unprecedented, almost burning plea and desperation. "Help me! Help Crystal Song Forest! This spring... this spring is hope! The only hope! Please... use this spring to help us... completely resolve the crisis of the Shadow... restore our home! I beg you! No matter the cost... I'm willing! My life, my soul, everything... I'll offer it all to you! Just... just save it!"
She tilted her head back, tears mingling with the spring water, dripping down her pointed chin.
Those emerald eyes, brimming with tears, now burned with the purest and most fervent flame—a flame of protection willing to burn its last ray of light for its homeland.
Yuan Bao looked at her, at the desperate plea and unwavering determination in her eyes, and it was as if he saw the tiny figure who had burned himself to fight for her life in the face of the annihilation storm.
She didn't agree immediately, but instead grasped the little elf's cold, trembling hand, her gaze calmly fixed on the shimmering silver-blue waters of the spirit spring, as if piercing through space to look at the dying Crystal Song Forest.
"The price?" Yuan Bao's voice was soft, yet it carried an undeniable power. "Your life has long been mine. From the moment you called me 'master,' protecting you, including your home, has been my responsibility."
She paused, her eyes sharp as knives, as she looked at the little elf.
“Tell me, what exactly is that shadow? Its core, its weakness, and…”
Her gaze returned to the spiritual spring water.
"How exactly should this spring water be used to maximize... the chances of reversing the course of events?"
The little elf's tears flowed even more fiercely, but this time, the tears washed away despair and ignited a sky full of stars called "hope".
She knew that her master had agreed!