The lively banquet suddenly quieted down.
All the humans, monsters, and other creatures at the banquet put down their wine glasses and looked at Yonglin who was exchanging glances with Sikong Mo.
"Master …"
The rabbit ears on Fairy Ling's head moved. She tilted her head and looked at Yonglin.
Huiye and Meihong stopped tearing at each other, their hands still in the middle of tearing at each other's mouths as they turned to look at him.
Wenwen had already taken out her precious notebook, preparing to record what was going to happen next for the next episode of Wenwen. The headline of Shimbun.
Xing Xiong Yongyi and Kanako pressed the shrunken Little Greenie to the ground and forced her to drink wine. Ibuki Sparta … no, I mean Ibuki Watermelon looked at each other and let go of the unlucky Three-Headed Dragon.
Ling Meng's lazy look was gone. She tilted her head and her delicate ears moved. Obviously, she cared a lot about Yonglin's past.
Even Yui and the other kids who were running around in the shrine felt that the atmosphere was not right and stopped.
Sikong Mo looked at Yonglin.
He could feel that this beautiful woman was very powerful.
Even if he was at his peak during the Great Wilderness, he was not confident that he could defeat Yonglin.
"You said that your master is that little girl Licorice?"
Little girl …
Yonglin's mouth twitched involuntarily.
However, this ghost and Licorice were from the same era. It was not an exaggeration to call Licorice a little girl.
"Yes … Master, my master did say that she was called Licorice."
"Then? What else do you know? "
Yonglin shook her head.
"Apart from her name, my master did not tell me anything about her."
"I see …"
Sikong Mo took out a brush from somewhere and began to paint in the air.
Soon, a petite and cute little loli dressed in green appeared in front of everyone.
"Does your master look like this?"
"Yes! This is my master! "
Yonglin Yagi took a deep breath and returned to her previous state of not caring about anything.
Well, after all, she was older than Yui. Cough, cough, stop!
Eight-cloud Ink looked at the little loli that was drawn in the air. He could not imagine that this little girl was Yonglin's master.
Yonglin watched Sikong Mo disperse the drawing made of spiritual energy and said, "Back then, before I went to the Moon Capital, I traveled on the ground alone.
"In a valley, I found my master who was unconscious.
"At that time, I did not know any medical skills.
"After I found my master, I defeated a wild Godzilla that tried to eat my master.
"Wait!" Eight-cloud Ink almost spat out the black tea in his mouth. "What the hell is that Godzilla? Godzilla? Don't tell me that there's even a domestic pet out there? "
Yonglin Yagi put on a serious expression and explained seriously, "That's the Ancient Tyrant that's now extinct."
"Also, there are Godzillas in the family. I once had one, but it was accidentally poisoned to death when I was testing a medicine."
"Yi-!!!!"
Ling Xian was so scared that her face turned green.
"After I brought my master back to her temporary residence, I did not know what to do as I did not know any medical skills. Fortunately, my master woke up on her own.
"After she woke up, she told me her name. Since I saved her, she decided to pass on all her medical skills to me.
"At that time, I did not know that my master's body was on the verge of collapsing.
"A year later, my medical skills improved a little, but my master passed away …"
Yonglin's face turned gloomy as she spoke.
"I did not expect …"
Sikong Mo sighed.
"… Licorice wandered into this world after the collapse of the vast wilderness. She persisted for so many years to find you as her disciple."
"Did Licorice say anything before she passed away?"
Yonglin shook her head.
"She only said that her biggest regret in life was not being able to save a senior named Purple Thorn."
"Purple Thorn …"
Sikong Mo lowered his head and took a sip.
"… That was the sect master of Iceheart Hall. She was in the same generation as Licorice's master.
"Purple Thorn could be considered one of the most talented sect masters in the history of Iceheart Hall. It's just a pity that she was poisoned to save her husband. She could only use the supreme technique of Iceheart Hall to prolong her life and never woke up again."
Shaking his head, Sikong Mo looked at Eight-cloud Ink again.
"Speaking of which, little monster, why don't you explain what the Builder Tree in this world is?"
"You didn't ask, did you?"
Eight-cloud Ink carried Yui in her arms. She cut a large piece of steak in front of her into tiny pieces and fed it to her daughter carefully.
"However, since you're interested, there's no harm in telling you.
"I planted that Jianmu tree in Fantasy Village by chance."
"Chance? You're quite lucky! "
Sikong Mo said faintly.
"When the Great Wilderness was still around, the Builder Tree supported heaven and earth. Its roots covered the entire Great Wilderness, and its branches connected the mortal world, Youdu, the East Sea, and even the World of Evil Shadows."
"It can be said that the reason the Great Wilderness collapsed was because the Builder Tree was destroyed in that war."
Speaking of this, Sikong Mo turned his head and looked at the towering tree in the distance through the window.
"Although the Builder Tree here is far inferior to the Builder Tree in the Great Wilderness, it is undoubtedly the real deal."
"In other words, here — this world that you call the Fantasy Village — has the potential to grow into the next Great Wilderness."
"And when the Builder Tree grows up, you —"
Sikong Mo looked around at the monsters, humans, and gods attending the banquet in the shrine.
"— As long as you are recognized by this Fantasy Village as the original inhabitants of this world at that time, you will become the innate gods of this' Great Wilderness' and control everything in this world."
"Wow —!!"
Everyone first exclaimed in surprise. Then, they began the banquet in a lively and carefree manner.
Ling Meng continued to chat with Marisa and Zao Miao about something.
Hong Yousan and Watermelon once again caught the three Long Xiaoqing and began to persuade them to drink.
Wenwen lowered her head and began to write the next issue of the news. Occasionally, she would raise her head to take photos.
The three Sao Ling sisters were focused on playing a lively song. Luo Tianyi and Mei Jiu were singing the "Spring Onion Song" on the side. After singing a few lines, they were brought to the deep pit of Lanlan Road by Flando.
Under the big fairy's worried gaze, Xiao ⑨ ran around and knocked over Lanlan's fried tofu. The fox lady didn't even look back as she rolled Xiao ⑨ up with her tail and threw it to the side.
Alice once again tried to secretly catch the mercury lamp. In the end, she failed and accidentally pushed Patrice down. Under Patrice's angry gaze, the red-faced Alice's head started to steam.
Even the two sisters from Earth Spirit Hall were happily playing with their pets.
"Aren't you … surprised?"
Sikong Mo looked at these happy fellows strangely. He couldn't understand.
"Well, we're all used to being carefree. Who knows how long we'll have to wait for that time you mentioned!"
Eight-cloud Ink said with a chuckle.
"Plus, it's not a big deal to become a Connate God, right? Didn't you say that the great wilderness was destroyed too? That's why these things don't matter to us. "
Holding his daughter, he looked at Ashina, Narako, and the girls around him.
On the opposite side, Yuuko looked over with a gentle smile. Beside her, Yuuko kept asking Demondream to feed her.
"As long as everyone — my family — is by my side, it's fine."
"Ahhhhh, Boss sama is starting to gain favorability again!"
Kurumi poked her head out from behind Eight-cloud Ink. Her petite body threw herself onto his back. Her soft breasts were squeezed into strange shapes.
"But this kind of life is really good, isn't it?"
Shokuhou Misaki blinked her starry eyes. She tidied her hair and smiled. The Hayate sisters beside her also nodded.
"Wonderful, wonderful …"
On the opposite side, Laozi raised his head and drank the sake in his hand.
"Let's toast!"
Sikong Mo looked at the scene in front of him and froze for a moment. Then, a relieved smile appeared on his face.
He lowered his head and said in an almost inaudible voice, "This is good.
"That's not bad. Yu Jizi, if the innate gods were like this, would you still walk the same path?"
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