The Envoy of Abundance from Onphalus

However, Russell's next reaction caused her to freeze instantly. Russell's expression paused subtly for a moment.

He seemed to have been touched on something by March 7's unintentional words. He coughed slightly, a little embarrassed, and looked away: "Well... actually... I do have one."

At that moment, the tree-like pattern on Russell's back emitted specks of golden light.

"Huh???" March 7's mouth opened into a perfect O shape again, his eyes wide open, as if he had heard news even more outrageous than that Huanlong was the Lord of Destruction.

Having a child is already shocking, but having a partner too?! The amount of information about this envoy's love life is just too explosive!

"Mr. Russell, you...you really...?" March 7th's gossip spirit was burning brightly, and he subconsciously wanted to ask more questions.

"Alright, Little March." A steady voice interrupted at the right time. Walter pushed up his glasses, his gaze behind the lenses gentle yet carrying an undeniable reminder.

“Since Mr. Russell has never mentioned it before, it must be his personal privacy. It’s not the train crew’s style to pry into other people’s private affairs. Everyone has their own secrets, doesn’t they, March?” He spoke calmly, but effectively defused the situation for Russell.

March 7th then realized his rashness, his face flushed slightly, and he scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly: "Hehe... Uncle Yang is right! I was too excited, and I couldn't control myself when I heard such exciting news."

"Mr. Russell, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to pry into your privacy, I was just... I was just too curious!" She clasped her hands together and apologized sincerely.

Russell waved his hand, a gentle smile returning to his face: "It's alright, it's perfectly normal for young people to be curious. It's nothing serious."

To ease the tension, and out of genuine concern, March 7th quickly changed the subject: "By the way, Mr. Russell! Where is the real Miss Tingyun?"

"Do you know where she is? That scoundrel Huanlong has been fooling us with her appearance for so long!"

When Tingyun was mentioned, Russell's expression became more serious. He shook his head slightly, giving a worrying answer.

"Unfortunately, I don't know the exact whereabouts of that fox-woman lady either. From the first time I saw her in the Star Chariot Sea Central Hub, her body was already filled with a dense aura of destruction that shouldn't belong to her."

"The real problem with the cloud suspension probably existed long before that."

He paused, then added, "Huanlong just mentioned that it was a body she created at will."

"This means that Miss Tingyun was likely switched or met with misfortune much earlier. As for whether she is alive or dead now..." Russell sighed slightly, "It's probably hard to verify. We can only hope that the fox-woman is lucky."

"Huh?! From the very beginning, the Miss Tingyun who greeted us... was already Huanlong in disguise?"

March 7th covered her mouth, recalling all the previous details, a chill creeped up her spine.

"Oh my god... I never doubted her at all! I always thought she was a really nice person..."

Walter comforted her in a deep voice, "This is not your fault, March. As the most skilled in intrigue, deception and trickery among the Great Lords of Annihilation, Huanlong's disguise is so convincing that even many experienced people find it difficult to see through it."

"We are fortunate to be safe and sound."

While they were talking, Fu Xuan was methodically directing the Cloud Cavalry to clear the battlefield and search for any remaining enemies.

Soon, a group of Cloud Riders escorted dozens of haggard but clear-eyed physicians from the depths of the Pill Cauldron Division—the very people Dan Shu had mentioned who were imprisoned for refusing to compromise their principles.

Fu Xuan watched as they were properly settled, nodded slightly, and then his sharp gaze swept across the entire Dan Ding Division area.

At this moment, a strategist dressed in the uniform of the Shence Army hurriedly passed through the busy Yunqi Army formation and came straight to Russell.

His expression was solemn. He bowed to Russell and Fu Xuan respectively, and quickly relayed the message: "Mr. Huaixiu, the general has an urgent report! Through the observation array outside the Jade Realm Gate, a sizable antimatter army has been detected rapidly approaching the Luofu Immortal Ship!"

"The contact is expected to last less than half an hour! The general humbly requests the envoy's assistance to resolve this urgent crisis for the immortal ship!"

Upon hearing this, Russell raised an eyebrow, as if Jing Yuan's lazy and nonchalant demeanor, as if he could use the sky as a blanket even if it fell, would appear before his eyes.

He smiled helplessly and said to the strategist, "Understood. Tell Jingyuan that I will clean up the mess outside for him."

"As for the problems inside the Immortal Ship, such as that uninvited guest who slipped away to the Scale Abyss Realm, let him worry about it himself."

"Once I've dealt with those troubles outside, I'll naturally come back to assist him."

He changed the subject, his tone becoming slightly teasing: "Also, remind your general for me—I, Russell, did the work of several men, so he'd better prepare a sufficiently valuable gift. He can't renege on his promise."

Upon hearing this, the strategist quickly bowed in agreement, a wry smile on his face, clearly aware of the transaction between his general and this envoy.

After giving his instructions, Russell turned to face his fellow train crew members and waved his hand dismissively: "See? Jing Yuan really lives up to the principle of using someone to the fullest if they're useful."

"It seems we have to say goodbye for now. Those Destruction Legion grunts outside are not worth mentioning, but they will always be a problem if left unchecked."

His gaze turned toward the direction of Lin Yuan Realm, his eyes becoming profound: "As for Huan Long who fled to Lin Yuan Realm... it's obvious that she covets the power of Jianmu."

"Given her yang soul form, all she seeks is to borrow the power of the Jianmu tree to create a truly immortal and indestructible perfect physical body for herself." Russell's lips curled into a confident smile.

"Believe me, once I've dealt with the troubles outside, I'll catch up with you soon. And just like today, I'll be there for you whenever you need me."

He looked at Lin one last time and gently instructed her, "Lin, you stay here and get to know your new friends. Before I come back, if they need help, do what you can to help them."

Lin nodded obediently, his clear, green eyes looking bright and clear: "Yes, Father. Please be careful."

Without much farewell, Russell's figure gradually faded in a soft yet magnificent burst of abundant green light, eventually disappearing without a trace, leaving only a warm breath of life in the air.

“Sigh…” March 7th looked at the spot where Russell had disappeared and sighed deeply. “Mr. Russell is really a very busy man, working non-stop.”

"I didn't expect that scoundrel Huanlong had such a trick up his sleeve, actually managing to mobilize an entire antimatter legion as cannon fodder. That's quite a move." She rubbed her face, perking up. "So, where should we go next?"

Fu Xuan stepped forward, her petite frame radiating an undeniable air of authority. The divine eye between her brows gleamed faintly, her tone resolute: "Huanlong's target is the Lin Yuan Realm, and her destination is also our battlefield."

"Stopping her plot and protecting the foundation of the Jianmu tree is our top priority. Everyone, please follow me to Lin Yuan Realm!"

"Oh dear," March 7th said, hands on her hips, complaining, but her eyes gleamed with eager anticipation.

"Mr. Russell is always busy, and so are we! Oh well, let's just consider this another pioneering journey full of surprises!"

"Let's go, let's go, Ah Lin, Ah Xing, keep up!" She called to Lin, then looked at Xing and Walter, and strode off with great energy.

New challenges lie ahead.

...............

I didn't watch much of the later episodes or organize my thoughts. So, in order to create a good storyline, I need to give myself enough time to watch the later episodes.

I've decided to start airing Aigu TV ahead of schedule. I'll show it for a day or two. Okay, goodnight everyone.

The Golden Branches Endure Through the Ages: Chapter 178 Is it really over?

What is Onpharos at this moment?

Bai E's eyelids drooped, and a deep weariness seemed to flow from his dim golden eyes.

His companions from the Golden Clan had already gathered at the Temple of Soteria, but this did nothing to ease the heavy burden on his heart.

Onpharos struggles on the brink of collapse day after day, his heavy fate far exceeding the limits of what the Golden Blood, and even he, the Firebearer with a heart of abundance, can bear.

He was not the master of this throne, yet he lingered on this cold throne day after day, like a stone sculpture gradually weathering away, his only belief being that he would wait for the figure who could turn the tide—his teacher Bertrand Russell—to return.

Two thousand years of waiting, like a lonely island forgotten in the long river of time, that deep-seated loneliness has worn his spirit to the point of exhaustion.

The former teacher also experienced such pain and despair; they were indeed teacher and student who shared the same fate.

He simply couldn't hold on any longer. His heavy eyelids felt like they were filled with lead, and he vaguely thought: "Let's rest for a while," Xi Lian had once advised him.

The flesh and blood body is not an indestructible machine. Even if the heart beating with the rich blessings bestowed by the teacher, it cannot withstand the long-term wear and tear on the soul.

A short nap might wash away some of the weariness.

This time, exhaustion dragged him down like an abyss. He sank into a dreamless darkness, shutting out the clamor of the city-states outside the temple and the low hum of the machines.

He slept for a long time, so long that time seemed to lose its meaning. Until... a voice so familiar that it made his soul tremble pierced through the mists of consciousness.

"Little Bai, you can really sleep! You've slept for so long. Our great hero should be up by now, right?" The clear, cheerful young voice, filled with laughter, exploded like thunder in Bai E's chaotic mind.

Bai Er suddenly opened his eyes! No longer was it a phantom of golden projection, nor a shadow born of despair—the figure he had longed for day and night stood truly beneath the throne, smiling down at him. Teacher! Professor Russell is back!

"Teacher!" Bai Er almost sprang to his feet, his movements so fast they created a gust of wind. He staggered down the steps, rushed to Russell, his eyes wide with disbelief, his hands trembling as he tried to touch him, yet afraid of shattering this beautiful dream.

"Is it really you? You...you're back?" His voice was dry and nasal.

Russell's smile deepened. He raised his hand and gently patted Bai E's shoulder with his warm palm, then squeezed his tense arm: "What's wrong, Xiao Bai? Are you so surprised to see me?"

His gaze swept over the deep traces of fatigue on Bai E's face, and his tone carried a hint of barely perceptible heartache, "That's true. After all, our great hero has reincarnated so many times, and he has persevered for more than two thousand years. It really wasn't easy."

"Everyone has told me that you did a great job, better than anyone expected."

Russell's voice was gentle yet firm, carrying a reassuring strength, "While you were asleep, I wasn't idle either. I took care of that self-proclaimed god, arrogant Lai Gushi."

"Now, he and his final plan have completely failed. Onphalus is free."

“Free?” Bai Er murmured, the immense shock making him dizzy. He grabbed Russell’s arm for support. “Teacher, I… did I really sleep for a long time? Dealing with Lai Gu Shi, this doesn’t sound like something that can be done in an instant…”

Russell chuckled, a mischievous glint in his azure eyes: "Silly boy, so little faith in your teacher? For you, it was just a mere two days of slumber. On the very day you fell asleep, I set foot on the land of Onphalus and successfully returned home."

"After that, we found Lai Gushi's lair and took the opportunity to clean up his and all the shady conspiracies behind him."

He paused, then continued in a tone that was both helpless and indulgent: "I was planning to come and see you, my most worrisome student, right away, but you're sleeping soundly here, so sweetly that I don't have the heart to disturb you."

"Then I had no choice but to go and tell the other companions about my return. When they heard that you were still asleep, they all worked together to prepare a grand victory celebration. Once everything was arranged, I came to wake you up, my sleeping beauty and savior. If I hadn't come, who knows which era you would have slept in?"

"Ha!" Bai E scratched his head sheepishly, finally revealing a long-lost, truly relaxed smile. "Teacher, please don't laugh at me. These two thousand years... seem to have really made me dumber."

"I had completely forgotten that my teacher is a Commander. Dealing with a Laigushi would be a piece of cake for you."

“Alright, let bygones be bygones.” Russell’s smile became warm and solemn as he extended his hand to Bai Er.

"Now that you have perfectly fulfilled your promise to me, it is time for us to enjoy this hard-won victory together."

"Savior of Onphalus, your mission is complete. It is time to receive your glory." His hand was firm and strong.

“Let’s go, let’s leave this hall. Together we will witness the birth of a new world, the true liberation of Onphalus!” Russell held Bai’er’s hand tightly, giving him no more chance to hesitate or waver. He led him with light and firm steps toward the tightly closed door of the highest temple of Soteria, a symbol of the heavy past.

Bai E was being pulled along by him, his steps still a little unsteady. He staggered a few steps like a child who had just learned to walk before he could barely keep up with his teacher's pace.

The heavy doors opened silently as Russell raised his hand, and what poured in was not the smoke of war, but the long-awaited bright sunshine carrying the faint fragrance of grass and trees.

The scent was so familiar, as if it were the original, untainted form of Onphalus a thousand years ago.

The sight before him left Bai'e completely stunned. The entire city-state seemed to have been plunged into a sea of ​​celebration, with deafening cheers surging in as if they were tangible, engulfing every inch of space.

The streets were packed with jubilant crowds waving flags, scattering flower petals, their faces beaming with pure, euphoric joy at surviving a catastrophe.

They were using all their strength to celebrate Onphalus's rebirth!

The Golden Clan had been waiting in front of the Temple Square, their eyes immediately landing on White E, who had been led out by Russell. And, as always, it was that familiar voice that spoke first.

"Heh!" Wan Di crossed his arms, a roguish smile playing on his lips.

"Our savior can really sleep. He slept so soundly that he missed the final act of saving the world. I say, Little White, your title of champion sleeper is probably going to be famous throughout the universe, isn't it?"

A blush instantly spread across Bai'e's face. He broke free from Russell's grasp, rushed to Wan Di in a few steps, and lightly punched the other's solid shoulder without any hesitation: "Shut up, Wan Di! You think I wanted to sleep that long? You should have come and woken me up sooner!"

"You're being called?" Wan Di exaggeratedly rubbed his shoulder, making a "I'm so scared" expression, but he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes. "Come on! You didn't see Professor Russell's aura back then... Tsk tsk, in a flash of golden light, that Lai Gu Shi and his bunch of scrap metal were reduced to ashes like paper!"

"We didn't even have time to react before the battle was over. HKS, you didn't tell us our teacher was this ridiculously strong!" He mimicked the tone Bai E might have used in the past.

"Hey!" Bai E glared at him, feigning anger. "You talk as if you've done something amazing? Weren't you watching the whole thing? How dare you criticize me?"

Wan Di shrugged, with a "what can you do to me?" look on his face: "Hmph, at least I witnessed the whole process with my own eyes, unlike some sleeping god who didn't even get to see the excitement."

“Okay, okay,” a gentle voice interrupted; it was Tibo.

She stepped between the two with a gentle smile that seemed to melt ice and snow. "Little Enemy, Little White, stop bickering. The prophecy of tomorrow has come true, and Onphalus has ushered in the dawn. Now, what we should do is gather here and share this grandest feast!" She naturally took White's arm, conveying silent comfort and joy.

“Tibo is right.” Russell stepped forward, his gaze sweeping over all the Golden Descendants, his voice clearly echoing throughout the square.

"A grandest feast! After that, the ancient ark of Onphalus will continue its voyage, and we will join hands to journey towards an even more brilliant and vast sea of ​​stars!"

On the other side of the jubilant crowd, however, the atmosphere was somewhat delicate. Unusually, Lady Kinori, Aglaia, and the brilliant scholar of the Divine Tree Garden, Nakashi, were not at each other's throats.

They each held a drink, maintaining a distant yet strangely calm demeanor.

“I never expected this,” Aglaia broke the silence first. Her voice was less cold than usual, and more gentle and sentimental, like a mother’s. “To be able to stand with you like this one day, without arguing or blaming each other.”

"Tch," Xia scoffed habitually, clutching a fluffy, adorable earth beast doll tightly in her hand. The doll exuded a comforting, abundant vitality, clearly a gift Russell had brought back for his return.

"That only proves you know too little about me. I only ever show respect to true wisdom, and you..."

He deliberately drew out his words, glancing at Aglaia, "Obviously not in this category. However—" He changed the subject, raising his chin, "Considering today is the day Onfaros was born, and out of respect for my master, I've decided to temporarily let bygones be bygones's... well, quirky way of thinking."

“Ha,” Aglaia was not angry, but instead chuckled lightly, as if she was used to the other party’s sharp tongue. “The proud scholars of the Divine Enlightenment Tree Garden actually have such a tolerant day? That’s rare.”

"Isn't Lady Kanori the same?" Naka immediately retorted, but her tone was less sharp. "I heard that your child ran away and got lost tens of millions of times right under your nose?"

"Tsk tsk, you can't even understand a child's thoughts, and you always think that the child dislikes you... What else could it be but a strange way of thinking?"

“That time, Xia!” Aglaia frowned slightly, her tone becoming more forceful. “The way you speak is really unpleasant.”

“I know,” Anaxxramas said nonchalantly, shaking the doll in his hand; the earth beast’s fur shimmered in the sunlight.

"What can you do to me? The cold, hard facts are right there. Your words can't even scratch the surface of one ten-thousandth of the rationality in the face of my rigorous logic." He paused for a moment, seemingly feeling that today's "victories" were enough, and then waved his hand.

“Also, please call me Anaxagoras, that’s my full name. On a day like today, I have no interest in debating these childish topics that have no academic value. I’m here to celebrate Onphalus’s birth and… to receive gifts.” He gave the earth beast doll in his arms a meaningful squeeze.

“Alright, alright, Anaxagoras,” Aglaia shook her head helplessly, but the corners of her mouth turned up slightly. She unusually raised the cup in her hand to the other party, “Today only.”