Vientiane Throne of Civilization

Chapter 2053 Ancestors Wealthy
For the elves, the Tree of Life is a treasure trove.

Leaves can be used to make potions, branches can be used to make arrow shafts, roots can be used to weave staves, and the wood from the trunk can now be used to build large items that require enchanted runes.

Obviously, even the elves wouldn't just stand by and watch a highly valuable Tree of Life rot into a piece of dead wood; that would be a terrible waste.

During this time, Zhou Xu heard from the Wood Elves that they were recently infusing the Tree of Life with life energy in an attempt to save it, and this gave Zhou Xu an idea.

"I have a question. If you use spells like 'Wild Growth' on the Tree of Life, will that accelerate its growth?"

If this method works, could they use 'wild growth' on a large scale to cultivate high-age life spirit trees?
"This method is indeed feasible."

Upon hearing this, the wood elf nodded.

"Suppose we have an 800-year-old life tree, and we use magic to force it to grow to 1,000 years old. This is possible."

"However, the life energy contained in the life tree that was brought to life, as well as its quality, cannot compare with the life tree that has accumulated and grown naturally for a thousand years. Its actual quality is probably only at the level of a nine-hundred-year-old tree."

"Moreover, the life energy that has accumulated naturally over a hundred or two hundred years is quite enormous."

"Take the eight-hundred-year-old Tree of Life as an example. To cultivate it for two hundred years is an extremely difficult task, even for a life mage at the Saint Realm level."

Clearly, the wood elves weren't fools; they had tried this method over the years and reached a conclusion.

At the same time, the wood elf's explanation made Zhou Xu quickly realize one of his oversights.

Yes, the key to why the Tree of Life is of higher quality with age lies in the life energy that accumulates naturally over the years. During this process, its very nature changes continuously through the daily tempering of this life energy.

[To accelerate an 800-year-old life tree to 1000 years in a short period, it would require injecting the life energy needed for 200 years of growth. The actual consumption would likely be even higher, which is indeed a problem.]

In addition to meditation, the cultivation of a sorcerer also requires practicing spells and studying mantras to deepen their understanding of the spells and mantras they have mastered.

If he lets a group of wood elf mages do nothing but cultivate the Tree of Life here, then these mages will basically be ruined and will definitely not be able to grow in the end.

Alternatively, he could have some wood elf mages with limited talent and little future do this.

However, wood elf mages with limited aptitude and little future potential often have very limited strength, so how much of a role can they play in cultivating high-age life spirit trees?
During this time, the wood elf seemed to open up and started telling Zhou Xu about their experiences.

"In addition, if you use magic to accelerate the growth of a life tree that is 1,500 years old or nearing the end of its lifespan, it will only hasten its death."

Clearly, even magic cannot escape the limits of one's original lifespan.

This also proves that although the elves are slow and somewhat lazy, and their minds are a bit simple, they are definitely not stupid. They can think of most of the things that others can think of.

Listening to the wood elves' own experience, Zhou Xu stopped worrying about the issue.

He gestured to the wood elf to take him to see where the timber was stored.

Following the wood elf, they arrived at a small wooden house. Looking at the house, Zhou Xu couldn't help but mutter to himself.

How many pieces of timber can be stored in such a small warehouse?

The moment the wood elf opened the door of the wooden house and stepped inside, Zhou Xu felt as if the world around him had changed. Looking at the incredibly large warehouse piled high with timber, Zhou Xu froze for two seconds, then took two steps back, walked outside, glanced up at the unremarkable little wooden house, and then stepped back into the warehouse.

"hiss--"

"You've deployed a spatial barrier in this warehouse?"

[It's not just a simple spatial barrier; it also contains restrictions that block perception. Although I was indeed careless and didn't pay close attention just now, even so, ordinary barriers and restrictions shouldn't be completely undetectable to me.]

"Yes, this warehouse is a remnant from the old civilization and was used to store supplies."

"..."

The warehouse manager who said this had a clear look of stupidity in his eyes. He obviously hadn't studied this and didn't know much about it. He just knew that it was a pretty big and useful warehouse.

However, looking at this warehouse, Zhou Xu was filled with mixed emotions.

[The ancestors of these elves must have been quite wealthy! They even set up a spatial barrier around a warehouse? Judging from the level of protection, it couldn't possibly be an ordinary warehouse. It's probably a military supply depot from the elves' old civilization.]

After calming himself down, Zhou Xu refocused his attention on the warehouse in front of him.

"Could there be anything left over from the old civilization in this warehouse?"

Surprisingly, he was quite interested in this.

Unfortunately, Wright's answer disappointed him.

"No, our Elven race also exhausted its resources in the great war that destroyed the old civilization. The resources you see here are what we have accumulated again after that war ended. Of course, we also used up a lot of them in the process."

"Speaking of which, how much do you know about the great war that destroyed the old civilization?"

"We really don't know about that."

Wright shook his head.

"All I know is that there was a great war that shattered the world, destroyed the old civilizations, and plunged all races into chaos. Many civilizations were lost at that time, including our Elf race. Some races even went extinct."

At this point, Wright couldn't help but feel a little wistful.

This was a difficult and tragic period for any race, and the elves were no exception.

Even now, many members of their elven race are still wandering outside, their fate unknown.

Seeing this, Zhou Xu didn't dwell on the heavy topic and turned his attention back to the spirit wood piled up in the warehouse.

From Zhou Xu's perspective, the spirit wood in this warehouse had not undergone any fine processing; it had simply had its branches and roots removed and was then piled up one by one.

In some ways, the scene was quite spectacular.

(End of this chapter)