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nTranslator: Simple MTL Editor: Simple MTL

n“The high-level magical beasts entrenched around the Elven Holy Land are the elven race’s protective barrier. With them around, as long as the elven race doesn’t take the initiative to step out of the center of the Elven Forest, no one can harm us.”

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nAt this point, Leas’ face slightly flushed as she whispered, “Back then, I was captured by the Lucca Chamber of Commerce because I was too playful and walked to the outer edge of the Elven Forest.”

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nSoon, everyone had arrived in front of a very large ancient tree.

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nAt the first sight of this ancient tree, everyone’s eyes revealed great shock.

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nIt was really too big!

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nIt wasn’t considered high.

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nBut the tree trunk continued to extend to both sides. There were countless branches, and there was no way to measure its thickness.

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nThe Tree of Life.

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nThe Holy Tree of the Elf tribe was also the foundation of their survival.

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nThe Moonlight Priest with silver hair was standing under the tree of life, looking at them indifferently.

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n“Lord Moonlight Priest.”

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nThe two pythons bowed respectfully to the Moonlight Priest.

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nThe Moonlight Priest nodded slightly, and then the two left.

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nThis was the second time that Joelson had seen the Moonlight Priest.

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nHer status was unimaginably noble, but she looked like a young girl.

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nJoelson saw Bradley hesitate and wanted to speak.

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nBut a cold voice interrupted him.

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n“I know why you’re here, but I’m sorry. The elves will not give up a drop of the spring of life.”

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nBradley’s expression froze. He opened his mouth, wanting to speak, but he didn’t know what to say.

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nThe moonlight priest said lightly, “Go back. The elves never welcome outsiders.”

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nJoelson couldn’t help but frown.

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nHe had thought that obtaining the spring of life would be difficult, but he didn’t think that the other party didn’t have any room for negotiation.

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n“Lord Moonlight Priest.”

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nBradley regained his usual calmness and performed an ancient etiquette. He said in a low voice, “My grandfather, Floror Bryant, once obtained a long-lasting friendship with the elves. We are friends of the elves.”

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n“I remember that name,” The Moonlight Priest said.

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nBradley did not have time to show a happy expression, the moonlight priest continued, “But three hundred years have passed. Flauer Bryant has already exchanged his help to the elves for something of equal value. The Elves don’t owe you anything, and the friendship has faded.”

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nBradley’s face froze for a moment, and he said urgently, “Moonlight Priest, the spring of life is really important to us.”

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nRosalind, who had been silent all this time, suddenly knelt down to the moonlight priest and said sincerely, “Respected Moonlight Priest, please save our Father’s life!”

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nJoelson sighed in his heart. He didn’t expect that the siblings were also here for their father.

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nIn this regard, he was somewhat similar to the two of them.

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nWhile he was thinking, Leas, who was beside Joelson, suddenly knelt down and pleaded, “Moonlight Priest, I also want to ask for a cup of Spring Water of Life from you, for…”

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nLeas stole a glance at Joelson and lowered her head.

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nThe Moonlight Priest was silent.

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nAfter a while, she slowly said, “You guys come with me.”

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nWith that, she turned around and walked into the Tree of Life.

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nEveryone followed.

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nThe space inside the Tree of Life was comparable to another world.

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nIt was hard to imagine that the core of such a huge ancient tree was hollow.

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nJoelson suddenly understood why the Tree of Life did not grow upwards, but extended to both sides.

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nThe hollow tree trunk could not support it to grow upwards, but it could allow it to expand like a small world.

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nThe Moonlight Priest walked down the brown and yellow stairs, and everyone followed.

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nThey walked all the way to the bottom of the Tree of Life.

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nThe very thick roots of the tree were entrenched above and around everyone’s heads.

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nJoelson saw an undulating mountain range with green flowers and plants growing on it.

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nThe moonlight priest led everyone to the front of the small mountain.

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nA clear spring kept gushing out from the ground and seeped into the mountain range.

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n“Spring Water of Life!” Bradley cried out in pleasant surprise.

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nJoelson also felt it.

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nThe rich vitality of the spring kept spreading out.

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nJust by standing next to it, he felt that his whole body was very restrained, and it was indescribably relaxed and joyful.

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n“Lord Moonlight Priest, I only want one cup, one cup is enough!” Bradley pleaded excitedly.

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nThe Moonlight Priest did not look at him.

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nInstead, she approached the hill and gently pressed her slender white hand on the mountain wall.

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nThe silver-white light slowly seeped in, and Joelson heard her call out softly.

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n“Prophet.”

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nThe mountain range began to shake.

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nEveryone’s faces were filled with shock, not knowing what had happened.

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nThe next moment.

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nA ray of light lit up in the dark underground.

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nThe grass and trees trembled as the petals and leaves fell.

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nA pair of huge and deep eyes slowly opened. The green eyes were like the purest emeralds.

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nClear and bright.

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nIt seemed to contain the vastness of the starry sky.

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nEveryone’s hearts were filled with shock. They stood rooted to the ground.

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nJoelson was also stunned.

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nA vague outline.

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nOnly then did he recognize it.

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nThis wasn’t a mountain range; it was a dragon!

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nA plant-type dragon that had lived in this world for who knew how long.

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nA deep voice resounded in the underground space, reverberating.

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n“Michelia.”

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nHer huge and deep eyes were filled with wisdom and vicissitudes.

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n“You’re here.”

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n“Prophet.”

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nThe Moonlight Priest respectfully saluted the plant-type dragon.

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nMichelia.

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nJoelson looked at the Moonlight Priest’s perfect back and silently memorized this name.

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nHis huge eyes slowly turned and landed on everyone.

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n“Are they here to seek the water of the Spring of Life?”

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n“Yes.” The Moonlight Priest replied.

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n“I can see their pure hearts. Give it to them, Michelia.”

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nThe plant-type dragon was like a kind and old elder, causing admiration to arise in people’s hearts.

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nBradley and the others all had joyful expressions on their faces.

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nHowever, the Moonlight Priest shook her head firmly.

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n“No, Prophet.”

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n“Sigh.”

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nThe plant-type dragon let out a long sigh.

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nIn this short period of time, it seemed to have exhausted all of its accumulated energy and closed its eyes tiredly.

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nThe Moonlight Priest turned around and faced everyone.

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n“You have received the recognition of the prophet, so you should be able to obtain the water of the Spring of Life, but I refuse.”

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n“Why?!”

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nBradley asked, unable to understand.

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nThe Moonlight Priest said lightly, “Because if the water of the Spring of Life is given to you, the Elven race will forever lose their prophet.”

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n“Five thousand years ago, the prophet brought the weak ancestors of the Elf clan to the Elf Forest. At that time, this place was not called the Elf Forest. The prophet brought us to settle down under the Tree of Life. Under its protection, the Elf clan was able to grow stronger and have today’s situation.”

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