62: Chapter 62 Elf Archer

The evening in the Spirit Garden was as quiet as a painting personally drawn by a wild god.

The petals of the moonlight rose drifted down in the sunset like silver snowflakes, the golden light of the golden sun flower merged with the afterglow of the sunset, and the silver-blue petals of the frost moon orchid looked like stars that had fallen into the mortal world in the twilight.

Su Mengyao and Wang Sheng lay naked in each other's arms on the stone bed in the flower house, their clothes scattered all over the floor.

Her emerald long hair cascaded down his arm like a waterfall, flowing between his fingers like a jade-green river.

His palm covered the back of her hand; those hands that had grown the spirit flowers were now wrapped by his palm, just like a flower being embraced by the sunlight.

"I should go back to prepare the spirit meal," Su Mengyao's voice was like petals falling into the Lingxi River, soft and tinged with a hint of reluctance. "Sister Hua Jieyu made spirit wheat bread today."

"Hold me a little longer." Wang Sheng's voice was like the tolling of a golden bell, steady and gentle.

Su Mengyao did not move. She leaned her head deeper into his shoulder, like a flower turning its stamen deeper toward the sunlight. Her emerald eyes were half-closed, her eyelashes like two rows of emerald-green petals soaked in morning dew, and the corners of her mouth curved into a smile like a hundred flowers in full bloom.

Then, "Ding!" A system notification sounded in Wang Sheng's mind.

[Detected that the emotional resonance between the Chieftain and Su Mengyao has reached the threshold,]

[SSS-rank Halo · Spreading Branches and Leaves · Effect Two triggered,]

[Congratulations to the Chieftain on marrying your third wife!]

[Calculating rewards based on the main city level (Village) and the wife's charm value (SS-rank),]

[Congratulations, you have obtained: Rare Troop Blueprint · Elf Archer!]

[Elf Archer]

[Quality: Rare (Blue)]

[Ranged archer unit, composed of Elf Race archers blessed by the Power of Nature. Arrows carry natural toxins and vine entanglement effects. The range is 1.5 times that of ordinary archers, and the hit rate is extremely high. Each Elf Archer can control a vine for melee defense.]

[Troop quantity: 10 initially, can increase with the Nature Druid's level]

[Note: Su Mengyao's Power of Nature is the soul of the Elf Archer. Without the blessing of a Nature Druid, the Elf Archer is just an ordinary archer.]

[Talent Inheritance: Natural Affinity!]

[Natural Affinity (Passive)]

[Nature-type skill effect + 30% / Nature-type spiritual power consumption - 20% / All attributes + 10% when fighting in a natural environment / Can combine with a Nature Druid to release the combo skill · Flower Language Concentric (Area Healing + Vine Binding)]

Wang Sheng looked at the reward on the system panel: Rare Troop Blueprint · Elf Archer!

This was the first troop blueprint for Guangming Village, which meant that Guangming Village no longer had only scattered female warriors, but had begun to possess organized military units.

As a ranged archer unit, the Elf Archer perfectly filled the gap in Guangming Village's ranged firepower. Although both Xiao Yuqing and Helan Yue were archers, the two of them could not support an entire ranged battle line.

And with the Elf Archers, initially ten, blessed by Su Mengyao's Power of Nature, this would greatly enhance the overall combat layout of Guangming Village.

Natural Affinity was even more precious. Nature-type skill effect + 30% meant that any Nature-type skill he obtained in the future would be 30% stronger than that of ordinary people; Nature-type spiritual power consumption - 20% meant he could use Nature-type skills more frequently; and the All attributes + 10% when fighting in a natural environment was an almost permanent buff. Most of the Savage Continent was a natural environment, so the trigger condition for this bonus was almost unconditional.

What caught his eye most was the combo skill, Flower Language Concentric, Area Healing + Vine Binding. This was a combo skill that possessed both healing and control capabilities, and its value in battle was immeasurable.

He withdrew from the system panel, then felt Su Mengyao's body tremble slightly.

At the moment the system triggered the reward, the Nature Druid seemed to perceive something. Su Mengyao raised her head, her emerald eyes filled with a trace of confusion and surprise,

"Wang Sheng, I, I think I feel," her voice trembled like petals in the wind, "my Power of Nature has become stronger."

That was the side effect of the system's talent inheritance. When Wang Sheng obtained the Natural Affinity talent, the Nature Druid who had a soul link with him would also receive corresponding gains. At that moment, Su Mengyao's Power of Nature surged upward uncontrollably, like a spirit flower spurred by the spring breeze.

"What do you feel?"

Su Mengyao closed her eyes, and emerald spiritual power flowed from her fingertips like a jade-green river flowing between petals. She felt the changes in her spiritual power,

"My spiritual power is different from before," her voice was filled with surprise and a hint of disbelief. "It seems, it seems like there is an invisible line connecting my spiritual power to something."

She opened her eyes, her emerald eyes like two emeralds lit by sunlight, looking at Wang Sheng,

"It is you."

She said softly, just like petals falling into the Lingxi River,

"My spiritual power and your spiritual power are connected."

Wang Sheng gripped her hand tightly,

"Yes." His voice was like the tolling of a golden bell. "From now on, we are side by side."

Su Mengyao's tears welled up again, but this time she did not lower her head. She looked up, her emerald eyes like two emeralds soaked in sunlight, the tears and smiles intertwined like the sunlight dancing on the surface of a spring lake,

"Yes."

She buried her face in the crook of his neck, her emerald long hair cascading down like a waterfall, flowing like a jade-green river on his shoulder.

In the Spirit Garden, the moonlight roses slowly closed in the last rays of the sunset. The moonlight roses, which had a flowering period of only one hour, were now like elves that had completed their mission, leaving their final fragrance beside Su Mengyao and Wang Sheng.

But before closing, the last petal fell onto Su Mengyao's emerald long hair, like a flower crown personally placed on her by a wild god.

Night fell.

Su Mengyao sat at the edge of the flower bed in the Spirit Garden, her emerald long hair like a jade-green flag in the moonlight. She did not return to the flower house; she was waiting for Wang Sheng to return from his patrol.

No, she no longer needed to wait.

Because from today on, she knew that when he returned, she would be here. She would grow flowers for him for a lifetime, giving him a garden where he could rest when he was tired, and a bouquet of freshly picked spirit flowers when he returned from battle.

She looked down at her hands, the hands that had grown the most beautiful Spirit Garden in Guangming Village. At this moment, pollen and spirit liquid from the moonlight roses remained on her fingertips, like ten tiny stars in the moonlight.

She gently clenched her fingers, as if holding onto a promise,

"Grow flowers for a lifetime," her voice was like petals falling into the Lingxi River, so soft that only the spirit flowers could hear, "it is a promise."

The moonlight spilled from the sky like a silver waterfall pouring onto the Spirit Garden. The frost moon orchid looked like stars fallen into the mortal world in the moonlight, the golden light of the golden sun flower merged with the moonlight, and the emerald green of the jade heart herb was like a silver-green ocean in the moonlight.

The Spirit Garden was like the gentlest pure land on the Savage Continent in the moonlight, and Su Mengyao sat at the edge of the flower bed, her emerald long hair cascading like a waterfall, just like the guardian of this pure land. The Nature Druid's emerald eyes were like two emeralds gently lit in the moonlight, and the corners of her mouth curved into a smile like a hundred flowers in full bloom.

Shen Xun'er stood in front of the window on the second floor of the Chiefs Tent.

The Moonlight Priestess's moist almond-shaped eyes peered through the window crack and saw Wang Sheng walking back from the direction of the Spirit Garden. His shoulders were stained with a few petals of moonlight rose, like an imprint left by spring.

The corners of her mouth curved, like a crescent moon reflected on the water surface,

Then she turned and walked toward the inner room of the bedchamber. The Moonlight Priestess's footsteps were as soft as if she were stepping on clouds, and her moon-white priestess robe looked like silver armor in the moonlight.

She stopped for a moment when she passed Frost Mage Lin Shiyun's room. The Frost Mage's door was slightly ajar, and the shadow of silver-white hair flashed across the door crack.

"Is she back?" Frost Mage Lin Shiyun's voice drifted out from the door crack, as cold as ice, but the tail of her voice was like a warm current under the ice surface.

"Yes." Shen Xun'er's voice was as gentle as moonlight. "The flowers in the Spirit Garden have all bloomed."

There was a moment of silence in the door crack, then Frost Mage Lin Shiyun's shadow disappeared. The Frost Mage's footsteps sounded softly in the room, like a melody that only she could hear, as if ice were turning into water.

Shen Xun'er continued toward the inner room, and the moonlight shone in through the window crack, drawing a thin silver-blue line on the floor.

The corners of her mouth curved into that crescent-like smile,

The third one.

The story of Guangming Village, like the spirit flowers in the Spirit Garden, bloomed one after another on the Savage Continent.

Wang Sheng walked into the Chiefs Tent,

The moonlight rose petals drifted gently from his shoulder, like the last imprint left by spring,

He went upstairs and pushed open the door of the bedchamber,

Shen Xun'er was already lying on the bed covered with Savage Beast skins. The Moonlight Priestess's moon-white robe looked like silver armor in the moonlight, and her jet-black long hair cascaded like a waterfall onto the Savage Beast skins, like an ink-colored river soaked in moonlight. Her moist almond-shaped eyes were half-closed, just like two crescent moons gently lit up.

"Today," her voice was like moonlight falling into the Lingxi River, "the Spirit Garden was very lively."

Wang Sheng lay down beside her,

"Yes."

Shen Xun'er's body leaned slightly toward him, as if a planet were attracted by the sun's gravity. Her fingers rested lightly on his arm, like moonlight falling on the edge of sunlight,

"Mengyao is a good girl." Her voice was very soft, like moonlight falling into the Lingxi River. "She is gentler than me."

"You are different." Wang Sheng's voice was firm. "She is the flower, you are the moonlight. Flowers need sunlight, and moonlight illuminates the night sky."

The corners of Shen Xun'er's mouth curved, like a crescent moon reflected on the water surface,

"Sweet talk."

But her fingers, the fingers resting on his arm, tightened slightly, as if moonlight had quietly embraced the stars in the night sky,

The night was like ink, and the moonlight was like water.

Guangming Village slept quietly in the night. The defensive wall was like a sleeping stone dragon, the spirit fields were like a silver ocean, and the silver-blue light of the Ancestral Spirit Altar beat slowly like a heart,

In the Spirit Garden, the moonlight roses had closed. After the short flowering period ended, the petals slowly drifted onto the spirit soil like silver snowflakes, as if they were the last letter of spring. But Su Mengyao had said that the moonlight roses would bloom again on the night of the next full moon,

Just like the morning she had waited more than twenty days for, just like the certainty she had when she planted the first spirit flower seed, and just like the words she had spoken amidst the flying petals,

"I want to grow flowers for you for a lifetime."

Wang Sheng closed his eyes, his golden pupils hidden behind his eyelids,

The rewards on the system panel appeared in his mind,

[Elf Archer Blueprint]

[Natural Affinity]

The third wife.

The third talent.

The strength of Guangming Village had taken another step forward. The Elf Archer filled the gap in ranged firepower, Natural Affinity added a brand-new growth path to his skill tree, and the combo skill Flower Language Concentric gave him dual capabilities of healing and control in battle,

And Zhao Mang, the chieftain of the Blood Wolf Tribe, the name that had wiped out the Deer Spirit Tribe and humiliated him,

His fist clenched slightly under the Savage Beast skin,

The moonlight rose petals drifted slowly outside the window like silver snowflakes, like the gentlest war letter on the Savage Continent,

Guangming Village.

Three wives.

One hundred and eight people. One village.

A troop of Elf Archers about to be established,

The journey on the Savage Continent had just begun, and for every step, there was someone by his side.

Shen Xun'er illuminated the night sky like moonlight, Frost Mage Lin Shiyun guarded the cold domain like frost, and Su Mengyao warmed the earth like a hundred flowers,

Three rays of light, three kinds of beauty, three deep affections,

Like three stars rising on the Savage Continent,

Lighting up one by one beside him.

The moonlight was like water, and the Lingxi River shimmered with the light of broken silver in the night.

In the Spirit Garden, the last petal of the moonlight rose drifted slowly in the moonlight, like the gentlest sign-off on the Savage Continent,

Su Mengyao sat at the edge of the flower bed, her emerald long hair like a jade-green flag in the moonlight. In her hand, she held a moonlight rose bud, the one she had specifically left from the seven moonlight roses, not forcing it to bloom during the day,

She gently placed the bud on the spirit soil,

"Wait for the next full moon," her voice was like petals falling into the Lingxi River, "I will take you to bloom together."

The moonlight spilled into the Spirit Garden, like a letter from a wild god, on which it was written,

Spring has come. And the person who plants flowers will never leave again.