Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
If he walked down the forest trail through the dense Forest of Tahkerr, Lu Zhiyu could see the distant Capital of Fairies just below the sun.
Nevertheless, what caught Lu Zhiyu’s eye was not the magnificent royal palace of fairies, but the vast farmland and flower fields outside the city, and the farmer treants in the fields. The 20-meter tall treants were like dancers on the fields, leaping between fields gracefully, regardless of their huge, cumbersome bodies. As they waved their hands around, seeds sprinkled down and were sown, and crops were harvested.
Some farmer treants watered the crops while others weeded the fields. They each had their own responsibilities. The seemingly endless fields outside of Sylve City extended to the far horizon, and the farmer treants were responsible for planting, nurturing, and harvesting crops from them.
“Hey! Stop! Where did you..?”
“What do I see? A human? We have never seen humans here!”
As Lu Zhiyu walked over some ridges, a farmer treant came over to him. A fairy with a white blouse and linen trousers was sitting on its trunk. A gust of wind blew in from afar, crossing the wheat fields, shaking the heads of the golden sunflowers.
It was a beautiful dreamland. Colorful bubbles drifted in the air. The sun gave off a surreal shine.
“Maybe it’s because this place is completely isolated from the true world that its connection to the world is weakening and outsiders could hardly enter,” Lu Zhiyu whispered to himself.
Lu Zhiyu noticed that he had passed through an illusory barrier when he came in. The barrier separated this place from the real world, and the barrier was growing stronger. A great power was isolating this space into its own independent area.
“Nothing here is completely real, but somewhere between illusion and reality. The power of arcane magic and the network of supernatural power cover every inch. The supernatural power is assimilating everything here,” Lu Zhiyu said.
The fairy sitting on the treant was shocked. He looked harmless and pure, as if he had never left this place, and had never seen any outsiders or other races before. He asked, “How could an outsider like you know that we are building the arcane network? Even most fairies do not know what we are doing!”
Lu Zhiyu shrugged and said, “I also know that you are already dead!”
Fairy Harold was absolutely astonished and said, “That’s right. I failed when I was about to level up from level four. However, my soul remained here and was changed. As long as I am here, in Fhartasil, I will live. However, I can never leave Fhartasil, since the moment I step out of Fhartasil, I will be found by the Starsoul controlling death and the consciousness of the world, and I will enter the eternal cycle of death!”
Lu Zhiyu asked, “This place is called Fhartasil?”
Fairy Harold said with pride, “Yes. We are only one step away. If her majesty Wendy succeeds, we will all obtain sublimation. Here will become the Fairyland Fhartasil, the dreamland, and the home of the souls of fairies. Her majesty Wendy is almighty. She created the arcane system, opened another path different from the wizards’. She even opened up the future of arcanists herself, as she is about to become a mythical arcanist.”
Lu Zhiyu nodded and agreed, “That’s right!”
Somehow, Harold had a good impression of the man standing in front of him and felt he could continue the conversation with the man forever. He even invited the man to sit with him on his friend, the farmer treant, and the prideful farmer treant Tatake did not show any unwillingness at all.
One could see much further when sitting on the branch of the farmer treant. The entirety of Fhartasil came into view. Looking down, the sun was golden, the wheat fields were golden, even the sunflowers were golden.
The whole world was colored gold. This view was the most mesmerizing and beautiful sight Lu Zhiyu had ever seen. It was much better than the other worlds and continents, and even the Capital of God, floating space city he had created since he had absolutely zero artistic talent.
Everything was breathtaking. Everyone’s soul would be painted with the golden color of the lights, freshened and reborn.
“It’s so Wendy! She always complained about how my creations were made in poor taste and with zero sense of beauty!” Lu Zhiyu mumbled.
Lu Zhiyu understood Sylr. In Sylr, Fhartasil meant “the home of souls.”
After observing all of Fhartasil, Lu Zhiyu understood the importance of this independent area. It was the key for Wendy to become a level-seven mythical arcanist. She had combined the power of all arcanists and the Arcane Ancient Tree. She had built the arcane network in Fhartasil, assimilating this area utilizing the arcane network and the barrier, thereby becoming the ruler of this area and a level-seven mythical arcanist.
The arcane network and the power of a mythical arcanist would spread to every corner of this place. This place would become a special place between reality, supernature, and illusion, a fairyland separated from the world.
“In the future, she could expand her territory to the entire continent. Once she masters the power of space, she could isolate this place to a half-bitwall itself, disconnect from this world, and rise up to the bitwall or the astral world directly, and then become a level-eight mythical arcanist.”
Lu Zhiyu could see Wendy’s plan and her future as an arcanist. He could see the impact of his path of becoming god, but this was a bit different, with the touch of fairies and Wendy’s taste.
The farmer treant walked towards the Capital of Fairies, crossing many vast wheat fields. The distant city walls became larger and larger, and one could start to see the inside of the city. Lu Zhiyu saw the cake-like spherical palace in the center of the Capital of Fairies. Layers were built on layers. Statues of men and women and other races were placed on the pillars in the outermost hallways. There were also the fairies’ favorite sky corridors and fountains.
“That is the Arcane Ancient Tree, the core of the arcane network, the foundation of the arcane power and the framework of fairyland!” Harold said, pointing to the Arcane Ancient Tree in the city, which was an upgrade from the Boundary Ancient Tree of War. Each of the trees was about 100 meters tall and looked as if they were holding up the sky.
Their trunks were no longer wooden but crystalized. They were giant trees of crystal, reflecting rays of colorful lights under the sun.
“All information here, every speck of dust in the air, is recorded in the Arcane Ancient Tree, which then constructed the new model of Fhartasil. We can build Fhartasil as we wish. Lights, temperature, weather, or the environment. That’s just for now. Once we become mythical wizards, we can rebuild everything here,” said Harold.
Fairy Harold did not realize he was sharing the information which should not be revealed to outsiders. At that moment, he was too filled with excitement and thrill.
“It’s not a one-man job, and can’t be accomplished by a single level-seven mythical arcanist. It can only be achieved with all powers of fairy arcanists,” said Lu Zhiyu. He saw through the plan. He had to say this, after all, the path to becoming a level-seven mythical arcanist was very difficult. On the other hand, becoming a mythical arcanist at all had been difficult in the first place.
Lu Zhiyu noticed that the farmer treant had stopped outside the city. At the same time, a glaring beam of light shone from the crystalized Arcane Ancient Tree, spreading out over all of Fhartasil.
“It… It has started. I forgot! I planned to attend the ritual once I finished my work!” Harold exclaimed.
Harold looked to the city with great excitement. Lu Zhiyu knew that all the arcanists in the Capital of Fairies were standing on a node. Level-four and level-five arcanists were controlling the Arcane Ancient Tree. Arcane gems on the foreheads of countless lower-level arcanists glimmered, contributing to the power.
Hundreds and thousands of Ancient Trees of Life, Ancient Guardian Trees, and treants had joined, stabilizing the entire arcane network. A massive amount of mana flew thought the network built by mind powers, impacting all of Fhartasil.