The Embers of King's Teyvat Journey

"That thing... is it the will of a human?" Nasita asked, her eyes tightly shut and her face pale. Those things began to appear in her mind, but she was suppressing them.

Ember was somewhat shocked, knowing that Kutri had been rolling on the ground in disgust at the sight of his arm.

Nasita, despite being so young, stood upright even after seeing his arm, and could even focus her mind on the scene she saw; she's got some skill.

Nasita opened her eyes at this moment, the green in her pupils slightly dimmed.

“Perhaps I’m still far behind my colleagues in other aspects, but if we’re just talking about the strength of my consciousness, I think I’m pretty good.” Nasita smiled and pointed to her little head.

To be in charge of the World Tree, one needs a large enough brain.

"So, those things are the will of humanity?" Nasita stared intently at Ember, trying to get an answer from him.

Could humans really create something so terrifying? This was information Nasita had never known before.

"Hmm... well, you could say that, but don't worry, it will only stay on me and won't come out." Yu Jin nodded and continued, "But don't worry, it will only stay on me and won't come out."

The Dark Ring will not appear in this world, and humanity will not be lost.

“On…your body?” Nasita looked at the embers whose entire body was hidden in the armor and suddenly felt a headache coming on.

She had never been so ignorant. Ember was like a black hole; any information about him could only be revealed by him.

"I knew it! How could someone so young be perfectly healthy? Since your head is throbbing, don't think about it anymore. Just get some sleep!"

With a flick of his wrist, Yu Jin caused Naxida's figure to become illusory—the one who was in charge of the World Tree was actually being rejected by it!

"and many more……"

"Haha! I know you have many questions. Fulfill your duties as a god, stop running away, and you will know everything!"

After Yu Jin finished speaking, Nasida's figure completely disappeared in this pure white space.

Ember looked at the enormous World Tree before him, shook his head, and sighed, "Tsk tsk, what a hassle. I'm exhausted, and now I have to guide this little guy."

……

"Wait!" Naxi Da suddenly awoke in the silent Jing Shan Palace. She sat up from her emerald green cradle, looking somewhat bewildered at the familiar little room, or rather, the little cage before her.

Soon, her gaze fell on her calves. Nasita sensed something and subtly circulated her internal energy, causing golden patterns to appear on her calves.

"What's going on, Lord Little Lucky Grass?" A slightly weathered male voice came, and then a weathered man wearing a dark blue robe and a monocle walked in.

Accompanying him were five other middle-aged men, all dressed in equally luxurious clothes.

They are the six sages of the Order of the Fathers, the actual controllers of Sumeru.

Although the great sage Azhar was not fond of Nasita deep down, he still had to show her the proper courtesy on the surface.

“No…it’s alright, Azar.” Nasita gently patted her chest and said to the great sage before her, whom she was gradually becoming unable to understand.

Although each great sage had confined Nasita to the small Pure Land Palace, they would also tell her what was happening outside and what the Faith Council planned to do next.

But all of that disappeared after Hazard took office. Nasida once asked Hazard about it, but all she received was a reply:

"These mundane matters need not be of concern to Lord Cao Wang. You only need to focus on your studies in Jing Shan Palace."

In fact, Nasita really wanted to ask at the time, "Doesn't understanding the governance of the Church Council count as learning?"

But in the end, her slight inferiority complex overcame her curiosity, and Nasita silently accepted the change.

However, things got even worse afterward. Not only was she unaware of the situation at the Order of the Church, but the Void Device also seemed to have undergone some unusual changes.

The void seemed to be operating at overcapacity. This made it even more difficult for Narcida to enter dreams than before.

“Hazar, I think I can come out now. After studying for five hundred years, I should be able to fulfill my duties as a god.”

Nasida looked at Azhar; this was the first time she had ever wanted to leave. Neither the origins of the Golden Tree nor the changes within herself could be understood within the Pure Goodness Palace.

"Haha, Your Majesty the Grass King is joking. Governing a country is an extremely complex matter. Have you forgotten the lesson you learned in the past?"

Hazard couldn't help but laugh when he heard Nasita's words. A caged bird wants to take flight? Well, we'll see if it has the strength to break free of its cage.

Nasita's expression darkened upon hearing this. The sages had once placed her on the throne with high hopes, expecting her to recreate the power of the Great Tree King.

Unfortunately, they were disappointed, and Nasita herself was disappointed as well. As a newborn, she possessed not even a tenth of the Great Tree King's power; she could only stand tall, blocking the sandstorms that leaked through the Tree King's massive sand-blocking barrier.

So the sages pulled Nasita down from her divine position, and Nasita herself offered no resistance.

However, those unbearable memories of the past did not linger in Nasita's mind for long. She stretched out her small hand, and a green light shone from it.

“Hazar, I failed the sages’ expectations in the past, but after five hundred years, I seem to have become a little stronger.”

"So, I want to go out and see!"

As she finished speaking, Nasida's eyes held a firmness she had never shown before.

A faint green light shone through the invisible barrier onto Hazard's face, leaving him somewhat taken aback.

Little Lucky Grass King seems to have changed a bit?

But so what? The plan is now proceeding smoothly, and there can be absolutely no mistakes.

Azhar's expression turned cold as he looked down at Nasita. "Lord Grass King, in these five hundred years, Sumeru has changed a lot. You should wait a little longer."

“Just as you said, I am changing, and so is Mount Sumeru. Perhaps the changes in Mount Sumeru over the past five hundred years have been greater than my changes…” Nasita paused here, then smiled and said:

"That's why I'm even more determined to go out. If you're worried, I can go to Zen Garden, to Huacheng Guo, or even to the desert."

Looking at Naxida, who was determined to leave Jingshan Palace, Azhar felt a bit of a problem for the first time.

However, all those years of preparation hadn't been in vain. He had long considered the risk of Nasita's rebellion.

Little Lucky Grass King? How many people in Sumeru know about her now?

Azar looked coldly at Nasita and said in a sinister tone, "Lord Grass King, you still have some childish thoughts. Calm down for a few days before considering what you just said!"

"It's good enough that Sumeru has the Instruction Academy!"

After saying this, Hazar flicked his sleeves and quickly left the Pure Land Palace. The other sages also had uncertain expressions, but in the end, they followed Hazar and left as well.

"Azhar!" Nasita jumped off the cradle and ran towards the outside of the Pure Land Palace.

Soon, a pale green barrier suddenly appeared in front of Nasita, separating her from the world outside.

Nasita reached out to touch it, but the seemingly transparent and thin green barrier was incredibly tough, preventing her from advancing an inch.

"The Council of the Order... Hazard... what are you plotting?"

Helpless, Nasita sat back in the cradle. Recalling Sumeru's unusual behavior during this period, a bad feeling gradually welled up in her heart.

Chapter 214 The Uses of Grace

2023-10-06

Above the earth, the glittering golden tree is drawing upon the vast filth from the depths of the earth.

A chaotic and nauseating black substance flowed within the roots of the golden tree, mixed with a faint trace of crimson, and surged into the trunk of the golden tree.

Within the Golden Tree, this dark and forbidden knowledge is stripped of its madness, stabilized under the power of gold, and ultimately transformed into the Golden Tree's inexhaustible power.

However, while eliminating the madness, the Golden Tree sensed something amiss. In the darkness, besides the meaningless roars, there was another, different will.

It once seemed to be a powerful entity, but now it has been corrupted by forbidden knowledge.

Moreover, it seems that this immense will exists within all forbidden knowledge. In this respect, it is no longer indistinguishable from forbidden knowledge itself.

But then it encountered the Golden Tree. Reincarnation is also one of the Golden Tree's duties. Each reincarnation is accompanied by the carving of the soul.

Now, the Golden Tree can put its abilities to good use.

Following the throbbing deep within its bloodline, the Golden Tree began to attempt to peel away the strange will that was about to merge with forbidden knowledge.

It's difficult; it's too tightly bound to forbidden knowledge. The darkness above the soul has almost become its essence, and countless madnesses roar within its consciousness.

The golden tree felt very frustrated. Did it feel like it was a defective product? Why was it so difficult to fulfill its instincts?

But it quickly abandoned these ideas; it was a creation of God. God cannot make mistakes; the only ones who can err are themselves.

The golden tree began to exert its strength. The dew that had been flowing up to the canopy began to flow back, the power it intended to use to bestow blessings.

If nothing unexpected happens, drops of grace will fall upon this land like a torrential rain.

While this blessing may be somewhat subtle without the support of law, eliminating suffering and pain, and extending the length of life are still quite easy.

Unfortunately, this power could no longer be used to unleash upon the earth. It transformed into primordial cause and effect, pulling the will within the Golden Tree back to the source before everything began.

The Golden Tree relinquished its duty to bless life, turning instead to sculpt souls. Under this equally immense power, the will bound to forbidden knowledge gradually shed its darkness, transforming into a wisp of blue-white mist.

This is a wisp of that immense will; it has no intelligence yet and simply wanders within the Golden Tree.

The golden tree sensed the pure consciousness wandering within its body; it felt familiar, like the great tree underground.

The Golden Tree is now contemplating how to deal with this soul. It is a large tree, with roots, a trunk… and many things a large tree should have.

The only slight disappointment is that it hasn't produced any fruit yet. And the golden tree doesn't seem to bear fruit either.

So the Golden Tree decided to break this constraint. Whether it's a tree or a person, you always have to try more; how will you know it won't work if you don't try?

It's clear that the Golden Tree has been led astray by the Embers. If it were the Golden Tree from before, it certainly wouldn't have even considered "trying it out."

To absorb knowledge step by step, to bestow blessings step by step, and to reincarnate step by step—this is what a mature golden tree should do.

Unfortunately, the golden tree planted by the embers neither matured nor produced gold.

It used its own power to pull that pure soul outwards. Finally, this blue-white soul pierced through the bark of the golden tree and appeared outside.

So what should the fruit look like? The golden tree thought for a while, and then decided to leave the question to the "fruit" to decide for itself.

The tree only needs to provide nutrients; how the fruit grows afterward is up to the tree itself.

The pure power surged toward the soul; this power contained nothing, not even the mark of gold, which had been removed by the golden tree.

This power originates from the great tree beneath the earth and ultimately returns to the soul within the tree. Is this good enough? Is this another kind of blessing?

The golden tree was very happy because it had fulfilled its duty according to its bloodline. God should not be disappointed.

The power enveloped the wandering soul outside the golden tree, and then that wisp of soul gained weight and needed to rely on something.

So it leaned against a branch of the golden tree. Now it not only had weight, but also form.

The stalk appears first, followed by the leaves and peel. Beneath the peel lies the body where the soul begins to develop.

A striking blue-white light suddenly appeared on the canopy of the golden tree, which was filled with golden yellow.

It was a peculiar fruit that resembled a flower bud, with a blue and white stem attached to the branches of the golden tree, from which the tree's nutrients were continuously being supplied.