"There are good and bad humans, just like how there are holy pixies and fallen pixies. Not all pixies are good, and not all humans are evil."
Shi Xiaobai pondered for a few seconds and had a nagging feeling that he needed to explain in more detail. Hence, he continued, "There is no race or group of people that should be classified as' good camp 'or' evil camp 'because there is no such thing as absolute good or absolute evil in this world. With different standpoints and perspectives, there will definitely be deviations between good and evil, and there might even be a reversal. This King is not trying to absolve the evil act of 'selling pixies'. Even from a human's point of view, it is an evil crime that should be punished. However, where there is light, there must be shadows. On the contrary, there is light beyond the shadows. If there are baddies that 'sell pixies', there will definitely be heroes that 'punish the baddies'. The rampant criminal factions also means that Hero organizations are flourishing. "
This was not the first time Shi Xiaobai had elaborated on his understanding of good and evil. In the Nine Revolutions Transcendental Tower, he had once had an in-depth conversation with the blonde girl who had been conferred the title of Hero King three thousand years ago. Therefore, he was able to speak with ease and composure.
The innocent and naive pixie girl was left dumbfounded by the obscure principles. She attempted to understand the meaning behind his words, but she failed to understand them. Perhaps the 'harmlessness' Shi Xiaobai presented had finally been conveyed to her. The girl turned a little bolder. This time, she flew into a rage out of humiliation and snapped, "I don't understand! Make it simple. The way you speak should be simpler! "
Shi Xiaobai smiled faintly as he was used to it.
From a long time ago, he knew that there was a difference in intelligence between people. Not everyone was born with the wisdom of a king like him. It was rare to find a soulmate like Dawn who could read each other's minds. There were even more people like Liu Yu who were a little clever, or people like Feng Yuanlin who were terrifyingly honest.
"In short."
Shi Xiaobai directly gave a simple conclusion. "Humans are not all baddies. There are also good people. And This King is a professional Hero that specializes in dealing with baddies. Not only will This King not harm you, he will even protect you. Do you understand?"
Cherryblossoms obviously understood such a straightforward explanation. However, she was still puzzled. She could not help but mutter, "I know Heroes. Granny is a Hero of the pixies! But … Are there professional and non-professional Heroes? "
From Cherryblossoms's understanding, Heroes were great pixies who made great contributions to their species or saved their clansmen from certain disasters. As such, they were praised by everyone.
Who would call themselves a hero?
Cherryblossoms remembered that Granny had once said that there was a chance of one hero appearing out of a million pixies. Heroes were rare and precious, existences that were one in a million. Only when everyone believed that you were a hero would you have the right to be called a hero.
Although Cherryblossoms had a nagging feeling that Granny sounded smug when she said those words, Granny's standing among the pixies was indeed one of high prestige. She was looked up to by thousands.
Cherryblossoms found it hard to accept that a noble hero would be associated with a secular job.
Shi Xiaobai fell into silence.
In this era where disasters were rampant, 'Hero' was not just a title or honor. It was a global organization, a profession that was recognized and respected. It was the symbol of the strong and the representative of the brave. Heroes defeated calamity fiends and protected humanity and Earth. This was common sense that everyone knew.
The pixie girl had asked a question that lacked common sense, but Shi Xiaobai was not surprised at all. This was because he had already realized that there was a huge difference in their common sense.
Previously, the pixie girl had mentioned the Postnatal realm and the twelve races of the alliance. They were terms that Shi Xiaobai had never heard of before. He originally believed that there was a problem with his' common sense, 'but from the looks of it, the problem was with' common sense 'itself.
His' common sense 'and the girl's' common sense 'were not' common sense 'that came from the same world or the same social system.
"This King has transmigrated again?"
Shi Xiaobai had no choice but to face this terrifying guess.
Shi Xiaobai had the experience of transmigrating. The last time he transmigrated from Earth to an alternate world without any warning, the civilization and common sense he knew had undergone an earth-shattering change.
And this time, he had come to this forest without any warning. His common sense seemed to be subverted as well. Shi Xiaobai could not help but suspect if he had transmigrated to another world.
But it was still impossible to make a conclusion. This was because there was the possibility that the forest was isolated from the world, resulting in a difference in 'common sense.' He was still in the same alternate world.
Of course, there was another awkward possibility. It was that both he and the girl lacked 'common sense.'
Whoosh!
Suddenly, there was the sound of wind rustling the leaves in the forest.
Shi Xiaobai was slightly taken aback. Where did the wind come from? He clearly did not sense the existence of the wind. Speaking of which, the lush green forest did not seem to have a single gust of wind.
Without any wind, why would there be the rustling of the leaves?
Shi Xiaobai listened carefully and was surprised to discover that the sound seemed to come from every direction.
At that moment, a fragrant aroma wafted over from afar. The fragrance was like the fragrance of paddy flowers, but also the fragrance of grass.
"Ah! It's the fragrance of the Holy Tree! "
Unlike Shi Xiaobai's surprise, the pixie girl had already closed her eyes and was taking deep breaths with an intoxicated look. She greedily breathed in the sudden fragrance.
"The Holy Tree is about to bloom again!"
The corners of Cherryblossoms's mouth curled into a blissful smile.
"Holy Tree? What Holy Tree? "
Shi Xiaobai seemed to think of something as he asked.
When Cherryblossoms heard the youth's voice, she suddenly opened her eyes. She hurriedly reached out her hand in an attempt to cover the youth's nose. "Ah! Don't smell it! Don't smell it! "
Shi Xiaobai did not dodge as he allowed the girl's soft palm to cover his nose and mouth.
Only then did Cherryblossoms's nervous expression relax. She heaved a sigh of relief and said, "Phew! That gave me a fright! "
Shi Xiaobai gave her an inquiring look. "What's wrong?"
"The Holy Tree is blooming!"
Cherryblossoms said matter-of-factly. However, when she saw the youth's puzzled expression, she finally realized that he was truly unaware of the situation. She said in astonishment, "You don't even know that? During the blooming period of the World Holy Tree, no living being, other than the pixies, is allowed to approach within a fifty kilometer radius. The fragrance of the Holy Tree's flowers is an excellent tonic for us pixies, but it is a fatal poison to other living beings. Isn't that common sense? "
Shi Xiaobai's pupils constricted slightly.
"World Holy Tree!?"
This was the third time Shi Xiaobai was hearing this term.
The first time was when he first met Kali. The second time was when the Infernal Queen told him the story of the Transcendence Holy Tree and the World, Time, and Fate Holy Trees.
The stories they told were different, but be it Kali or the Infernal Queen, they had mentioned the same thing — the World, Time, and Fate Holy Trees had been destroyed by the Original Sin of Calamity during the first apocalypse.
Shi Xiaobai still remembered that when he asked Kali, "Who are you?", Kali had told him a long story.
The beginning of the story was — "Ten thousand years ago, I was a pixie that protected the World Tree. I lived a carefree life, but after the first apocalypse, the World Tree lost its vitality. Before it withered, it chose me as the inheritor of its power. Back then, I was a pixie and also the World Tree."
The World Holy Tree had been destroyed ten thousand years ago!
No, that's not right. His and the pixie girl's common knowledge was not from the same world. Then, the 'World Holy Tree' the girl mentioned might not be the 'World Holy Tree' he knew.
"I should return."
Suddenly, the girl who had been hiding behind Cherryblossoms peeked her head out and whispered, "I'm a pixie that protects the World Tree. I should return."
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