Xingtie: Starting with an in-depth analysis of the Yellow Springs

Even after being immersed in boundless darkness for over ten thousand nights, the guidance of the divine oracle remained as bright and clear as the morning light in the First Tower.

It said: Overthrow the gods.

It said: Return the fire.

It said: Bear divine authority.

It said: "Let's create miracles."

"Divine Oracle, please forgive this belated offering. For over ten thousand long nights, we, the Golden Blood, have done our utmost to restart our journey to the fire. Now, the seeds we have sown have finally yielded a bountiful harvest."

"The seventh spark of miracles, which once belonged to the great Spear of Divine Retribution, Nicardoli, is now returned to us, the Golden Blood, by a hero we have chosen: an upright citizen, a valiant warrior, and a noble soul."

“White Calamity of the Elegant Secret Pavilion—please come forward.”

Bai'er stepped forward, and Tining extended her left hand, "Come with us—"

"The majestic twelve Titans, the pillars supporting the world—"

"What we seek here is divinity to mend the cracks in the world—"

"To infuse the flesh with golden blood, to willingly wither and dry up for divine decree..."

Withdrawing her small hand, Tining looked at Bai E, "Offer the flame, Golden Descendant."

The spark of conflict floated from his palm to the center of the basin, surrounded by a golden, illusory aura. Bai E reached out and handed over the spark.

As the progress increased, the flame spun faster, radiating a dazzling golden light, like a small sun.

As it plunged into the tide, splashing water, the golden spiritual water in the basin flowed down the edge, and a ripple of air spread outwards.

The vortex of starlight was enveloped by countless countercurrent star trails, and the marks of strife were ignited by sparks.

"The Spear of Heavenly Punishment has illuminated the stars..." The dazzling light entered Bai E's eyes, but he felt nothing.

Looking left and right, everything remained calm and normal.

Why is the vortex so silent? Have you ever faced a similar situation?

Aglaia cautioned, "You're too hasty, Bai'er. Don't make us question this decision."

“Gnaeus… Your Excellency?” Xia Die was the first to notice.

As the tide rises in the basin, the phantom of Gnaeus appears, silently watching Bai E.

“I’m afraid he’s not someone you know, Xia Die.” Tinin turned to look at him. “He is the embodiment of the oracle, the echo of Titan divinity. He has come to examine the Golden Blood who will succeed to the divine authority.”

Divine Echoes (Translated by Tining):

Mortal who intends to take over the authority of the gods... your strength and character have been tested...

But your will is still wavering... If you want to continue Nicardoli's struggle, to fight against the indescribable black tide...

You must undergo divine trials…prove that you possess an indestructible will…crush your deepest, most ingrained fears…

“To crush…my inner fear?” Bai E placed his hand on his chest, and without hesitation, stepped forward.

"Then bring it on. Whatever methods you intend to use to hinder my progress, I'm ready."

"For the prophesied tomorrow, I will become the god that Onphalus needs."

Divine Echo: Come with me, White Calamity of the Elegant Secret Pavilion...

Bai Er & Tinin: "...You will shed your mortal body in fear, and then be reborn as a god from pain."

He turned his head and said, "Wait for me to come back, friends."

Xing nodded in response, and Bai E withdrew his gaze. With a burst of white light, he and the Titan divinity disappeared into the center of the cosmic vortex, beginning the trial.

Now all the people can do is wait; there's nothing they can do but believe that Bai E will pass the trial and return safely.

Xia Die was worried; she had spoken with Bai E yesterday, and he still had doubts.

Presiding over the ceremony had taken too much energy, so Tinning went to sleep, "Huff...huff...Little White...will succeed."

Aglaia believed in him, that even if he failed, it was simply because the time was not right, and that he still had a more arduous mission to shoulder.

Every Golden Son carries some kind of flaw. Perhaps it's the curse of immortality, or the ever-decreasing loss of humanity...

But Bai E is different.

He is a flawless descendant of the Golden Race, a perfect vessel of divinity. One day he will lead everyone to unlock the door to miracles.

[Star: You failed, but the Flame of the World is your destiny, my friend. You're going to be laughed at by all your enemies.]

[Bai'er: I'll let him off this time. I've always believed he's more suited to conflict than I am.]

[Walter: The most perfect vessel—I don't know if that's a compliment or the fate he was destined to bear.]

[Himeko: I hope this child can get through this. The pain and anger deep inside him cannot be hidden; his suffering is no less than anyone else's.]

Alice: The torch-returning ceremony is like a carefully designed procedure; once the torch is returned, the next step begins.

[Rin: I'm really curious about how the re-creation occurred. Was Onphalus restarted?]

[That Summer: The inheritor of the World-Burning Flame, also known as Bai E, will replicate the shattered Onpharos according to everyone's memories, and the demigod will become the Titan of the new world.]

Chapter 299 I hope this world will never need a savior.

"Am I still a step too late..." Wan Di strode over.

Xing shrugged. "This time, I didn't get to eat anything hot."

He gazed at the vortex. "The stars of the Spear of Divine Retribution have been lit, which means..."

“The return of the fire has been completed, but the test for Lord Bai’e is not yet over.” Xia Die briefly explained the situation. “The oracle has sent down its representative. It acknowledges Lord Bai’e’s power and character, but still has doubts about his will.”

"He must overcome his fear...and prove himself to the oracle."

"...This confirms my concerns." As a comrade-in-arms whom he could entrust his back to, Wan Di understood that he was not actually prepared, but he just did not want to disappoint the Golden Blood's expectations.

However, since things have come to this, all we can do is wish him a safe return.

Wan Di walked up to Xing He Dan Heng and said, “I want to formally thank you, strangers. Without your help, the battle against Nicardoli would have been a hundred times more difficult.”

"Quite polite," Xing thought for a moment, then extended her hand. "Don't you have to do something?"

"A thank-you gift?" Wan Di was stunned for a moment, then agreed without hesitation, "No problem."

"The Xuanfeng tribe admires strength and values ​​martial arts. This does not mean we do not understand etiquette."

Dan Heng hesitated, "Wan Di, what you meant by your concern just now was..."

"They don't know yet?" Wan Di asked Xia Die.

Thus, Wan Di had no choice but to explain, "That guy, he's always been tormented by his past."

"It may be inappropriate for me to convey this... but if you want to continue fighting alongside Bai'er, you need to understand his past."

“Lord Wan Di… let me do it.” Xia Die was understanding.

"...Well, that's fine too."

[Bai E: Oh, so this is Wan Di. Looks like you're not as aloof as you say. Thanks for coming, though I didn't see you.]

[Wan Di: I was afraid you would die in the trial, so I came to collect your body.]

[Star: Ugh, it's happening again. Can't you guys just talk things out properly? Don't regret it later.]

[Zhe: Just like my sister, she loves to talk back.]

[Walter: So, what are you worried about, Wan Die? And what about Bai E's past, which we don't know about?]

[Wan Di: Keep watching, the video will give you the answer.]

[Qingque: Classic saviors always have tragic childhoods. After watching videos of Huangquan, Sand Gold, and Liuying, I refuse to believe they can still make me cry.]

Charlotte: Those who speak out in advance often become what they say they've said.

[Qingque: Ha, if Bai E could make me cry with his knife, I'd eat...cough, drink...ten bowls of soda soy milk!]

[Fu Xuan: Interesting. Qingque, how about we take a big gamble? If you cry, you're not allowed to slack off for a year. If you don't cry, I'll grant you a six-month vacation. Do you dare?]

[Qingque: Wow, I want it so badly... What should I do? What should I do? I'll gamble! The bigger the wave, the more expensive the fish. I'll just binge-read all the heart-wrenching novels and plays.]

The Little Butterfly Classroom is now open for classes!

"Before being chosen by the oracle, Lord Bai'er had already lost everything: his homeland, his family, his dearest friends... everything he had sworn to protect."

"The boy became an empty shell, driven only by the flames of revenge in his heart to walk on the earth."

"The oracle bestowed upon him a new mission, allowing him to restart his life as a Golden Child. But which is more important, that new mission or his desire for revenge?"

"Perhaps only he himself knows the answer... no, perhaps even he himself is unsure."

After telling the story, Xia Die couldn't help but feel sorrow for Bai E.

“I acknowledge his power, but fear—even the sharpest sword cannot sever fear.” Wan Di raised his head to look at the strife-filled stars that had been illuminated.

"I hope you have made up your mind, Savior..."

"...because only a will as firm as a rock can shatter the deepest nightmare."

[Aglaia: We can trust him. Even if he fails, he remains the savior bearing a heavy responsibility. The mission of the Golden Blood will not change.]

[Wan Di: Hmm. Just like Xia Die said, although I often tease you about being a savior, it's also a way of expressing my expectations and approval of you.]

[Star: Partner, let's save Onpharos together.]

[Tibo: Little White, Little Gray, and everyone else, let's head towards the future together.]

[Xia Die: Lady Aglaia, what about the next spark...?]

[Aglaia: Reason or death, the Sky Titan is the last spark we plan to seize.]

[That Moment Xia: Click on me? Don't be impatient. Wait until I finish my final research, then I'll give you the spark, and the location of the Death Titan will be revealed.]

[Cerseis: You are truly arrogant. If it weren't for the fire that kept you alive, you would have long since perished in the River Styx. And yet you still want to conduct this strange research? What have you discovered?]

[That summer: Haha... Hahaha, an exciting discovery! I will witness the most authentic Onpharos.]

A golden expanse of wheat fields, bathed in the warm glow of the setting sun, reveals the hazy silhouette of a young pink-haired girl leaning against a rock by the field, her hair swaying in the breeze with the wheat.

Bai E's childish voice asked, "What's wrong?"

"...Hey, stop keeping me in suspense. Tell me quickly, what did you see?" young Bai'e asked eagerly.

The girl smiled slightly. "Haha, I just wanted to see your reaction. Here, I'll tell you—"

"...Is it this card? Its name is Savior."

"What does 'savior' mean?" Bai E asked curiously.

The girl put down the cards. "Hmm... I won't read that long explanation to you, okay?"

"Simply put, this card means... you will become a hero worshipped by everyone, protecting the world with your sword and saving many, many people from terrible enemies! How about that, isn't that great?"

Young Bai E: "Hmm..."

He still didn't understand the meaning of the savior.

The girl waved her hand in front of him, "...What's wrong? This is a great card."

"I don't want to be some kind of great hero! I just want to stay in the village and be with everyone," Bai E said innocently, pouting.

"My grandparents say there are many bad people in the outside world, which is why there are always wars... I don't want to save those bad people! I just want to be a little hero who protects the village!"

"Haha..." Upon hearing this, the girl let out a clear and melodious laugh. "Then, little hero... if one day we have to say goodbye to Aili Misha, would you be willing to become the savior?"

Bai E was completely bewildered. "We have to... leave the village?"

We're living a good life, aren't we? Why do we want to leave here?

The girl gazed at Kefal's hazy figure as he walked away. "Yes, if something like that happens... it means someone has to save the world."

"Then...then..." Bai E couldn't bring himself to say it.

"Hmm..." Seeing his embarrassed expression, the girl laughed and said, "Haha, I was just teasing you~ Don't worry, the Secret Pavilion is very peaceful, bad guys will never find us."

"Are you going home? ...If you're not in a hurry, how about we go play with the little fairies some more?"

"Little devils!" Bai'e's eyes lit up. "Great! I love playing with them! This time, I'm going to win back the wooden sword I lost to them!"

The pink-haired girl laughed, her eyes like crescent moons shining with starlight, a smile that was both kind and mischievous.

"Hehe... You're really motivated! Let's go then..."