Final Lord

Chapter 219 The White Spirit God's Request
White Moth

Tier: Epic Tier 9

The outline of the White Spirit God converged into star-like pupils, and Wang Bufu's cloak fluttered under His oppressive aura.

When He spoke, every blade of grass in the rainforest resonated: "Humans? Did you disturb my slumber? State your reasons for releasing and killing these evil cultists."

Bai Lingshen's voice is a pleasant, youthful voice. Although her tone is stern, her voice sounds very young. It has a kind of fierceness that's both childlike and endearing.

Wang Bufu stepped forward despite the divine might, and said with a smile, "I want to build a great city here, strong enough to withstand chaos, and I need to ensure that there are no threats around my territory."

These cult members have committed countless atrocities; their very existence is a threat, even if they are under restrictions. Only eternal death can prevent them from affecting me.

The White Spirit asked in bewilderment, "You hate them so much? Even though they and your race are both human?"

"Race? No, no, no, no." Wang Bufu immediately said, "I am a being of the world under divine protection, while their beliefs are confused. The moment their beliefs became confused, they ceased to have any concept of race. To me, they are not human, but beings like monsters."

"Kill every single one, leave no survivors!"

Wang Bufu cupped his hands and said, "Respected White Spirit God. I was fortunate enough to come to this place, and when I discovered these stagnant silkworm cocoons, I had some questions."

With your power so great, killing these corrupted cultists would be a piece of cake, so why bother with such a troublesome method as the stagnant cocoon?

After much thought, I came to a guess.

If I'm not mistaken, you must be the spirit of nature in this underground space. As the will of nature, you cannot kill it yourself, lest chaos be drawn to this underground space, plunging you into endless harassment.

Therefore, you were forced to seal them within your stagnant cocoon.

“Correct, fair, and spot on.” The white-feathered moth shook its wings with satisfaction: “You’re amazing. To guess this means you weren’t lying. You are definitely a lord with extensive experience in fighting chaos.”

Unlike those evil eyes I shelter, who are dull and stupid, all they do is kneel down and pray to me, asking for this and that, they're so annoying.

Have you seen any other spirits of nature besides me?

“Yes!” Wang Bufu said with a smile, “My elder was a spirit of nature. He was originally a human, but by chance, he made a contract with a small world and became its guardian.”

Wang Bufu took out the ice sculpture made by General Ed and touched it with both hands in front of the White Spirit God.

"Please allow me to offer this to you. It is a talisman he made for me. It has no practical effect, only symbolic meaning of blessing. It is just a small gift, nothing more."

Suddenly, an eyeball opened on Bai Lingshen's white belly, curiously examining the ice sculpture in Wang Bufu's hand. It was clearly a bizarre scene, but the eyeball appearing on Bai Lingshen didn't make Wang Bufu feel uneasy at all; instead, it evoked a sense of holiness.

"A legendary aura!" The White Spirit God flapped its wings twice and exclaimed in surprise, "Your elders are far more powerful than I am. Then I cannot accept you as my familiar."

“But we can be friends,” Wang Bufu smiled. “It has nothing to do with strength. If we share the same ideals, we can be friends. We both hate and despise chaos, so we should share the same ideals.”

“Friends…” Bai Lingshen gently fluttered her wings, appearing somewhat pleased:
"I am only five years old and have lived here all my life without ever leaving. Apart from those weak evil eyes who always rely on my protection, there are no other intelligent beings in this world."

You were the first friend I ever made.

Five years? Epic Tier 9?! Wang Bufu was astonished. This speed was almost catching up with the top tier of players!
Players can resurrect infinitely after dying, and they're like leveling mad dogs, constantly immersing themselves in monster hordes. For an NPC to grow at the same rate as a player—what kind of spirit is that?

Wang Bufu immediately realized that Bai Lingshen's status and potential were probably far superior to General Ed's.

"Then I am truly honored!" Wang Bufu laughed loudly, handing the ice sculpture to the White Spirit God's tentacles. "A gift between friends, please accept it."

“Okay! I guess exchanging gifts is a ritual to become friends, right?” Bai Lingshen blinked curiously.

“Yes! Friends should exchange gifts frequently. You owe me a little, I owe you a little, and we keep owing each other. That’s how friendship lasts. That’s called a friend’s fee.” Wang Bufu gave a thumbs up.

"Mmm, so cool and refreshing, it feels so good. I'll give you a friend's fee too." The white spirit's tentacles trembled, and the ice sculpture in Wang Bufu's hand flew up and stuck to her body.

She excitedly flapped her wings twice, then hesitated.

"Oh dear, everything I collected is in my kennel; I didn't bring it out. Could you wait while I go back and get it?"

"It's alright, I'm not in a hurry. Let's clean up this mess first," Wang Bufu said casually, waving his hand politely.

"Okay," Bai Lingshen obediently agreed.

Huh? Why did you agree? Oh dear, why didn't you refuse!

Wang Bufu was frantic with worry. Even a random branch falling from the White Spirit Tree was at the Transcendent Level 2, and a single fruit was at the Transcendent Level 6. Whatever the White Spirit God collected might very well be epic resources.

At this moment, Wang Bufu wished he could transform into the impatient King, jump onto the White Spirit God, hug Him, and fly to His treasure trove to freely choose whatever he wanted.

But words spoken are like water spilled; Wang Bufu could only suppress his anxiety and continue:

"Now that we're friends, we should address each other more intimately. I'm a little older than you, so I'll call you 'Little Sister Bai Ling,' and you can call me 'Brother Bu Fu.' What do you think?"

"Alright, alright. You disagree, brother." The White Spirit God's tentacles trembled, their tips turning slightly red.

For a moment, Wang Bufu actually felt that Bai Lingshen was somewhat handsome.

Tsk, people can't, or at least shouldn't.

Wei Yi was shocked.

Wait... what's going on! Brother, what are you doing! How come I'm not your only sister anymore all of a sudden! I was here first!

You're really not afraid of dying to trick such a powerful creature into calling you "brother"!
Wang Bufu cleared his throat and continued:

"Sister Bai Ling, your Stasis Cocoon can put them into a state that is neither alive nor dead. It is incredibly powerful and amazing!"
I have never seen such amazing skills, but as a lord who has long fought against chaos, I know that great power always comes at a price.

I guess these stagnant cocoons require you to constantly use your own strength to maintain them. That's why you're so sleepy and fall asleep from time to time, right?

(End of this chapter)