"Isn’t it clear? You are an ancient spirit, steeped in the wisdom of ages," she mused, floating effortlessly in mid-air and gazing down at the ground below her.
The Ancient Tree Spirit remained silent, a storm of emotions simmering beneath its ancient bark.
"Great One, I must ask, why this fury?" Her curiosity was piqued. Although the spirit had no intention to eliminate her, its relentless assaults inflicted a heavy toll.
"Human, you trespassed in my sacred realm, a haven so forbidden that even Shen Anshuang dared not approach. You’ve unwittingly become the recognized lord of this land, thanks to the spiritual guardian of the Land of Paradise. Its recognition is granted to you because your heart and soul overflow with empathy, wisdom, and understanding. This guardian is willing to shift the very land to merge it with your world. Yet, after millions of years of existence in this paradise, why must I uproot myself to dwell in your realm simply because the guardian has chosen you?" The Ancient Tree Spirit’s voice brimmed with frustration, feeling suffocated by the sudden upheaval.
The realization struck her, the spiritual guardian acknowledged her as its lord?
She glanced at her right wrist. The Abyssal Veil Orchid tattoo glowed with a vibrant purple hue, as if awakening to her thoughts.
"That Abyssal Veil Orchid is the spiritual guardian of this land. Have you wondered why, after shattering the past illusion, you found no Abyssal Veil Orchids by the mystic lake? Because they have merged into one, intertwined with your very essence." The Ancient Tree Spirit’s words resonated, filling the space around her.
"Can’t you perceive your newfound strength? You’re now at the mid stage of Golden Immortal! You have absorbed the spiritual energy bestowed by the Abyssal Veil Orchid, a reward for your resilience against darkness despite your tumultuous past." The Ancient Tree Spirit’s lament morphed into a fervent explanation, an attempt to channel its ire into enlightenment.
This girl, its eye had followed her journey. Those past illusions were not mere fabrications; they reflected her reality. A family shattered, a father tormented, a home engulfed in flames, relatives harmed grievously, her life seemed obliterated time and again, as she was separated from her cherished ones repeatedly. Yet, even after reliving the traumas of her past lives, she did not allow hatred to fester within her.
She loathed her own powerlessness to protect those she loved; she resented the inability that let her enemies ravage her family. Yet, she also learned to release that hate, though it was not her enemies she let go of.
Instead, she shifted her focus away from resentment, raising her gaze towards growth and understanding. She dedicated herself to becoming stronger, soaking in wisdom, and anchoring herself in the present, all to fortify her heart and sharpen her mind, ensuring she would not fall prey to the same missteps.
This girl recognized that emotions like hate, sorrow, and discontent were part of her human experience, yet she refused to allow them to dictate her choices or cloud her present.
Even the Abyssal Veil Orchid, the guardian that had previously acknowledged no one, had come to see the vastness, strength, and sagacity of her heart.
Past memories have an undeniable power over everyone. They form deep impressions, often buried but never quite erased, akin to indelible scars.


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