Tomb raiding: A mere 20 is nothing!

The Phoenix clone did not leave the Ultimate Realm often, and the intervals between departures were long. This was not only because it feared that the Heavenly Dao would notice something amiss, but also because the number of souls within the Ultimate Realm had increased in a short period of time.

"What are those things floating around outside?" Molina had wanted to ask this question for a long time.

Before the phoenix could answer, Morina muttered again, "A ghost?"

It became curious and asked her what a ghost was.

Pelléas: "In our world, wizards who fear death can become ghosts, but that's not a good thing. Ghosts can neither come to the world of the living as humans nor go to the world of the dead as souls; they belong to neither world."

Molina tilted her head back and echoed loudly, "That's right! Brave wizards are willing to embrace death!"

The two talked a lot, but the phoenix only cared about two words—death.

For some reason, hearing those two words from two people made it inexplicably unhappy.

"Will you die too?"

"Of course," Molina blurted out. "Who in this world doesn't die?"

She paused as soon as she finished speaking, looking at the magnificent birds before her, and awkwardly corrected herself: "Oh right, you don't."

"But I don't think this is a good thing."

The phoenix wondered, judging from its few occasional experiences of entering the mortal world, that some people in the world were deeply obsessed with immortality.

Molina sighed softly and spoke her mind: "If a living being doesn't even have the freedom to die, then who can say whether immortality is a blessing or a curse? Not being able to die doesn't mean you won't feel pain."

Upon first hearing this viewpoint, the Phoenix paused for a moment, thought about it carefully, and then suddenly lowered its eyes.

He was so focused on revenge that he didn't even notice the pain.

It shook its head, trying to shake off the bad memories, and then said sincerely, "But I don't want you to die."

"So that's what you were worried about." Peljas smiled and patiently explained, "Wizards usually live longer than... well, humans who don't know magic. As long as a wizard isn't harmed by a spell's backlash, they can live for a hundred or two hundred years or even longer with various potions, spells, and life-extending secrets."

"One or two hundred years..." the phoenix said in a still dejected tone, "It's still too short."

Molina & Pelléas: ...

Of course, aside from the will of Heaven, who can outlive you who live as long as Heaven itself?

The next second, the phoenix casually dropped a bombshell: "Help me, and if you're willing, I can extend your lives."

Molina & Pelléas: !!

The two looked into each other's eyes, the surprise was so sudden that they didn't know how to react for a moment.

Molina winked: Merlin's beard, Pelléas, it seems we've latched onto an incredible patron!

Pelléas blinked frantically: "Morina, right now we're like Newton being hit by an apple!"

Phoenix made a promise, but the two were still young and no one could predict the future. They thanked Phoenix for his kindness but said they would put the matter aside for the time being.

Molina brought up the old topic again: "By the way, you still haven't told me what those things outside are?"

"The human soul."

The phoenix suddenly laughed: "A large number of souls have gathered there. The Heavenly Dao wanted to suppress me with its evil energy. Its plan backfired. If one does not enter the cycle of reincarnation for a long time, some souls will lose their minds. It will then have to find people from the mortal world to come in and clean them up periodically. Ha, it has shot itself in the foot."

At this point, the Phoenix's gaze darkened: "Recently, I've sensed a dramatic increase in the number of souls. I wonder what kind of chaos has broken out in the world outside, with so many people dying all at once."

Molina understood the phoenix's words: "Sigh—"

After a moment of contemplation, Pelléas suddenly remarked, "Heaven is indifferent, and the human heart is insatiable."

Molina gave him a light tap: "Speak like a human!"

Having failed to appear profound, Pelléas returned to seriousness: "Alright, alright, didn't I mention before that I'd been reading some Eastern books? I've discovered something."

"This world has no wizards and is behind our time. We are in the early 23rd century, while this world is in the early 20th century, a gap of 300 years. History books record that the 19th century was indeed a turbulent period."

This refers not only to the East and the whole world, but also to the wizarding world itself, which is not exactly peaceful.

……

"Grindelwald, the Dark Lord, sought to realize his ideals by advocating the creation of a new world dominated by wizards, and his power swept across the European continent..."

"In 1945, Dumbledore fought him to the death, defeated Grindelwald, and imprisoned him in the cell at Nurmengard Tower."

"On September 1, 1991, Harry Potter, the savior of humanity, enrolled at Hogwarts and was sorted into Gryffindor by the Sorting Hat..."

"In 1998, the people waged a holy war against the second Dark Lord Voldemort and ultimately won."

During this period of time, the empty final space was occasionally filled with the sound of children telling stories.

Mingyue is six years old.

She followed her parents to an unfamiliar place, where she saw a bird she had never seen before.

Her parents told her it was called a phoenix.

Mingyue really liked the phoenix; it was so beautiful. When they first met, she only had an apple on her, and without thinking, she gave it to the phoenix as a gift.

"Here you go. These were planted by Dad and picked by Mom and me. They're very sweet, crisp, and delicious."

The phoenix also liked the bright moon very much. It turned its head, picked off one of its own tail feathers, and handed it to the bright moon.

"Is this for me? Thank you." The little girl happily accepted the shimmering tail feather, admiring it dearly.

The phoenix then took the apple away. It didn't need to eat, but it still used its beak to eat the fruit bit by bit.

The remaining fruit pits were not wasted.

I found a propitious spot and planted it there, as a testament to its first meeting with Mingyue.