All Things Are Contracts

Chapter 282: Awakening (1)

“Me? Fairy Spirit Clan?” Zhanyue’s mouth twitched, only remembering that this was a huge joke. Whether in his previous world or in the Wanling Realm, he was a proper member of the Human Race. So many Human Race big shots had never doubted his bloodline. Besides, just look at the appearance of the Fairy Spirit Clan in front of him. Where was he the same as them? Did he have a flower on his head? Or was his height not even reaching an ordinary person’s knees?

“It seems the Heavenly Book World has problems again,” Zhanyue sighed. Although the Heavenly Book World was maintained by the remnant divine consciousness of the legendary God of Wisdom, it was obviously not omniscient and omnipotent, and could still make mistakes. The blunder in front of him was the best proof.

The elder’s eyes moved and moved again as he looked at Zhanyue. He naturally understood Zhanyue’s thoughts. “I know you don’t believe it, but the restrictions of the Dreamland of the Immortals can’t be faked. Only the Fairy Spirit Clan can enter by consuming the seven-colored mushroom. Other races can only enter through the teleportation formation.”

Zhanyue couldn’t be bothered to say much. If it was really some bug, he was also a beneficiary of the bug. After all, if this elder really treated him as a member of the Fairy Spirit Clan, things would be much easier later on. It was just like how he had gained many benefits from the Mountain Demon Clan before because they treated him as half a clan member.

“Um, old sir, my friend is still outside. Can you let her in first?” Zhanyue asked somewhat uneasily. Yunyao was still left outside at the moment, and he naturally couldn’t abandon his companion.

“Of course. After all, your friend is a friend of our Fairy Spirit Clan. Follow me.” The elder waved his hand, and the surrounding bubbles converged, with several small bubbles gathering to form a few huge bubbles.

The surrounding little Fairy Spirit Clan members were all very skilled at sitting on the bubbles. Zhanyue naturally understood that the largest bubble was reserved for him, and he directly sat on the bubble.

Then the elder waved the wooden staff in his hand again, and everyone was carried up by their respective bubbles. Zhanyue curiously observed his surroundings. They weren’t flying very high, but their speed was quite fast. The beautiful scenery around him was something Zhanyue had never seen before – purple trees, grass with a white glow… Everything in this world was so unique.

Soon, Zhanyue saw the gathering place of the Fairy Spirit Clan. It was a huge town, and each house was shaped like a mushroom. They seemed to be some kind of dried giant mushrooms that had been hollowed out to serve as houses, which was very interesting.

The Fairy Spirit Clan members saw the returning group and politely greeted the Prophet, but everyone unanimously focused more of their gazes on Zhanyue, whispering. However, no one dared to stop them. If the Prophet didn’t say anything, they didn’t dare to ask too much. This was the rule.

“We’re here.” Soon, Zhanyue was brought to the base of a large tree. The Prophet’s house was a tree house on the tree, and it was very, very large, clearly incomparable to the other Fairy Spirit Clan members’ houses. But the Prophet didn’t lead Zhanyue into the wooden house, instead stopping at the trunk of the tree.

The Prophet used the wooden staff in his hand to draw circles on the trunk, and then the trunk emitted a glow, and a door appeared in front of Zhanyue.

“Let’s go.” The Prophet led Zhanyue inside. The two instantly appeared in the Fairy Spirit Forest, appearing in front of Yunyao.

Seeing the suddenly appearing Zhanyue and the unfamiliar short old man, Yunyao was obviously a bit dazed.

“Bring your friend over.” The elder said, then casually found another tree and repeated the same method. Not long after, a teleportation gate appeared on the trunk.

“No time to explain, hurry and follow me,” Zhanyue said to Yunyao beside him.

At this moment, the elder suddenly turned his head and said to Zhanyue, “You’d better hold her hand. She’s not from the Fairy Spirit Clan and might get lost in the spatial tunnel, unable to arrive smoothly.” With that, the elder went in first.

Zhanyue reached out his hand towards Yunyao, but Yunyao acted like she didn’t see it and asked in return, “What did it mean by that? I’m not from the Fairy Spirit Clan? Are you saying you are?” Yunyao was so clever that she instantly grasped the key point.

She didn’t believe she would get lost in the spatial tunnel. After all, she also understood some spatial laws. Several of the Nine Emperors of the Void Sky were skilled in spatial laws, and the Feathered Emperor was one of them. Of course, among the nine, the Cosmic Emperor was the most skilled in this law. The four directions and the up and down were “cosmic”, and his strength indeed lived up to the name of Cosmic Emperor.

Yunyao confidently walked into the teleportation gate, and Zhanyue shook his head and followed.

Inside the teleportation tunnel, Yunyao felt a mysterious force pulling her to the side, sometimes to the east, sometimes to the west. She quickly became a bit dizzy.

“Be careful!” Seeing Yunyao almost being squeezed out by the space, Zhanyue hurriedly caught up and reached out, holding her waist.

Yunyao was about to get angry, but she found that indeed, as soon as Zhanyue held her, that strange force disappeared.

“Sorry, force of habit,” Zhanyue shamelessly said.

“……” “……”

Yunyao was a bit speechless. She couldn’t really blame Zhanyue. At this moment, the two of them were a bit too intimate. If she had known earlier, she might as well have let him hold her hand before.

“Damn, how could I have these thoughts?” Yunyao dismissed these distracting thoughts and focused on the surrounding spatial tunnel. This spatial tunnel could most likely enhance her comprehension of space. Although she didn’t delve deeply into spatial laws, it wouldn’t hurt to know more.

“Comprehending the Dao at a time like this?” Zhanyue was a bit speechless. If it were Baizhi, MuMu Lixi, or even Huang Xueqing, being held by him like this would have made their hearts flutter long ago, but Yunyao was so calm, without the slightest ripple in her heart, and was even comprehending the surrounding spatial laws.

Not long after, the two emerged from the trunk of the tree below the tree house.

At this moment, Yunyao had her eyes tightly closed, still digesting her previous comprehension. Zhanyue’s hand was still around that slender waist. This was something he had wanted to do for a long time, but it had been realized in this way.

Yunyao opened her eyes, her gaze like lightning. Zhanyue sheepishly let go.

“Sorry… I was afraid of disturbing your comprehension of the Dao, so I stayed still,” Zhanyue said with a flushed face.

“You’d better be.”

Yunyao couldn’t be bothered with him, her attention completely drawn by the scenery of this Dreamland of the Immortals. “There’s actually such a place in the world.”

Yunyao looked at the bubbles continuously floating up from the ground, and the various delicacies and fine wines inside the bubbles.

“You two, welcome to the Dreamland of the Immortals. Let me formally introduce myself. I am the Prophet of the Dreamland of the Immortals.” The elder floated in midair and said. His long beard was still held by the claws of the colorful parrot behind him.

“Welcome! Welcome!” The parrot also mimicked.

“I know why you’re here. I just didn’t expect you to be from the Fairy Spirit Clan,” the elder continued.

Yunyao turned her head to look at Zhanyue, then at the elder. “Zhanyue is from the Fairy Spirit Clan?” She would never believe it. If someone said Zhanyue was from some demon race or a lust demon race, she would believe it, but how could he possibly be from the Fairy Spirit Clan?

“Old sir, you know why we’re here?” Zhanyue asked. He didn’t really care about being from the Fairy Spirit Clan or not. It was a system bug, what was there to say?

“For the whereabouts of the demon beasts and divine artifacts, right?” The elder smiled slightly. The identity of a prophet wasn’t fake. “It’s just that before that, I hope you can go through the baptism that all Fairy Spirit Clan members experience and awaken that fairy spirit power that belongs to you.”

Zhanyue’s mouth twitched slightly. Awakening? Wouldn’t that expose the truth? Forget it, the Fairy Spirit Clan hated deception the most. He would just let them do as they pleased. After all, he had never acknowledged being from the Fairy Spirit Clan, so it couldn’t be considered deception.