Published: March 9, 2025
The Spring of Life continuously flowed up from the ground, but Chu Yang did not show any disrespect; instead, he ceased outputting the spring water and took it in with the most thorough method.
At first, he was puzzled: this Spring of Life was undoubtedly a good thing, but he had plenty of it, and it was the kind that never ran out. Why was the Spring of Life giving back to him? Did it hold more significance?!
However, when the returned Spring of Life entered the nine calamity space, Chu Yang immediately sensed a difference.
A deep feeling of gratitude surged from the spring water, rushing straight into Chu Yang's entire body’s meridians, filling his mind with countless pure thoughts of thanks.
These thoughts entered his heart, flooded into his sea of consciousness, and filled his spiritual power.
The power of thought!
Moreover, it was the gratitude of an entire clan; it was also a massive force of fortune!
Though the concept of fortune might seem ethereal, it genuinely existed and would not fade over time.
Although the Elf Clan had only one member left, it was still a clan. Furthermore, the City of Spirits had been underground for a hundred thousand years, and who knows how many powerful beings from the Elf Clan had made wishes for the City of Spirits to shine again before they passed away.
As long as someone could save my Elf Clan, make the Spring of Spirits erupt once more, allow the Tree of Life to thrive again, and make the heavenly crystal moonlight shine again…
That person would be the eternal benefactor of my Elf Clan!
This grace was higher than the heavens and deeper than the earth!
It was the gratitude of a clan of powerful beings for a hundred thousand years; that kind of thought power, that kind of aspiration, that kind of purity… Such fortune was enough for Chu Yang to soar above history and look down on the universe from now on in the Nine Heavens!
Even if it were the Nine Heavens Pavilion, there were hardly any that could compare with Chu Yang's power of fortune.
As the Spring of Life continued to pour in, the feeling of gratitude also grew stronger. After an unknown amount of time, a glowing symbol gradually formed on Chu Yang's forehead.
It was shaped like a full moon, radiating light in all directions.
Young Master Wei stared intently at Chu Yang's forehead, ultimately stunned into silence, his face filled with infinite shock, before finally exclaiming, "It’s actually the Elven Emperor Seal!"
That voice was like seeing ghosts suddenly appear in broad daylight, even more astonishing than that.
"Huh? The Elven Emperor Seal? What’s the Elven Emperor Seal?" Chu Yang asked, puzzled.
Young Master Wei waved his hand: "Let's talk about it after you finish receiving it. There will be plenty of time later."
His voice carried a deep sense of emotion.
After a moment, the Elf Clan's Spring of Life finally ceased its output, and the symbol on Chu Yang's forehead had fully taken shape. The holy light flashed on Chu Yang's forehead for a moment before disappearing in an instant.
Chu Yang's forehead returned to smoothness, and nothing could be seen, as if the 'Elven Emperor Seal' had never appeared.
"The Elven Emperor Seal is a symbol of status for the Elf Clan. In each generation of the Elf Clan, at most only two Elven Emperor Seals can exist," Young Master Wei said enviously. "One of them is the current sovereign of the Elf Clan, and the other is given to a benefactor who has shown immense benevolence to the Elf Clan; with the Elven Emperor Seal, you can command any peak expert with elven bloodline in the world! Moreover, the elves absolutely cannot disobey your orders, no matter the circumstances."
"When the Elven Emperor Seal appears, it’s as if a law has been set. The heavens may turn upside down, and the clan will have no regrets," Young Master Wei gasped, "This means that as long as you reveal your Elven Emperor Seal at the right moment, even if it would cause the entire Elf Clan to suffer irreversible calamity, they would still not regret it; their words would obey your command!"