Chapter 221: And Listening the Day Is Even More Formidable
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Chapter 221: And Listening the Day Is Even More Formidable
“Ha, ha...”
Ashe had just escaped the golden mist of the Area when he collapsed to his knees on the grass, gasping for breath.
He watched as his withered arm slowly regained its flesh tone, his breathing, once like a broken bellows, became smooth, and his sluggish thoughts sharpened as if rust had been removed, feeling a sense of relief like escaping from the jaws of death.
Only now did he realize how blissful it was to be able to think continuously and seriously about an idea.
When the Soul ages, thinking becomes a luxurious indulgence. Your mind is like a severely lagging machine; not only is executing a task process a challenge, but even attempting to summon the task manager to organize your thoughts only reveals that the task manager is stuck as well.
After trying it once, even Ashe couldn’t help but feel a touch of fear.
Aging is truly an indescribable terror.
Suddenly, footsteps approached from behind. Just as Ashe was about to look back, he heard a hoarse, aged voice scream, “Don’t look back!”
Ashe obediently stared at the grass for a few seconds before hearing the Swordswoman’s voice, “It’s okay now.”
He turned around and, naturally, his gaze met the still young and beautiful Swordswoman and Witch.
“Actually, I wouldn’t mind seeing you aged,” Ashe shrugged. “On the contrary, I’m quite curious.”
“But! I! Mind!” Sonya said through gritted teeth. “I’m never going back! The books are all lies, who says you can get rich picking through trash on the Time Continent? Whoever wants that money can have it!”
Ashe and the others had just entered one of the most famous Adventure areas of the Time Continent—the River of Flowing Gold. The vicinity of the River of Flowing Gold is home to Wild Time Spirits, including rare varieties such as ‘Retrograde Year,’ ‘Fixed Month,’ and ‘Listening the Day.’
‘Retrograde Year,’ as mentioned before, can reverse a person’s bodily time by one year, essentially a life extension without side effects, always a priceless treasure.
Fixed Month is an enchantment that locks the current physical state of one’s body for a month. Although one can still be injured, aspects like skin, appearance, and hair quality remain unaffected by external factors. When combined with beauty miracles such as “Bare-Faced Level Makeup,” “Radiant Glow,” and “Lustrous Hair,” one can effortlessly maintain a top-tier appearance for a full month, impervious to the elements and even able to bathe or dive without issue. It is acclaimed as the ultimate in cosmetic products.
Aging represents an unstoppable death. They are like ants before a rolling wheel, only able to watch helplessly as the juggernaut of time approaches.
It is this inability to struggle, this vulnerability, that is the source of their deepest fear.
“Feeling any better?”
Ashe and Sonya’s hands were taken up by another pair of soft hands. Turning around, they saw Deya looking at them with a gentle smile.
Feeling the warmth in her hands, their fear quickly dissipated.
They had only been momentarily frightened by the illusion of aging, like school children just starting summer break who dream of being caught by their teacher for not doing their homework. But Deya’s tenderness was like a friend calling early in the morning to invite them out to play, reminding them that they still have wonderful days ahead, pulling them out of the mire of fear. Even if the day to face the teacher’s scolding inevitably comes, it’s not a concern for the present. For now, the priority is to relish in their youthful moments.
Ashe asked, “Witch, have you been to the River of Flowing Gold before?”
“This is my third time,” Deya nodded. “The first time I escaped from the River of Flowing Gold, my complexion was even worse than yours. Aging is indeed terrifying, and time deserves our respect, but there’s no need to feel inferior or to give up because of it.”
“We are Sorcerers, born to conquer everything. And there are those who have successfully conquered time.”
Divine Master!
The term simultaneously sprang to mind for both Ashe and Sonya—as the supreme beings who control the destinies of countless lives, whose will becomes the heavens’ decree, who create and rule over various Kingdoms, the lifespan of a Divine Master surely exceeds the existence of any Kingdom, perhaps living for thousands or even tens of thousands of years.
If there were Sorcerers who have conquered time, the Divine Master would certainly be one of them.
A desire that could only be described as a wild fantasy began to quietly sprout in their hearts.
Not just for Sonya, the rustic girl who inherently craved fame and wealth, but also for Ashe, the office worker who had been softened by society into cotton candy, it was as if they were back to the days just after graduating from college, filled with impractical dreams of making it big in the city and buying an apartment with their own efforts.
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Chapter 221: And Listening the Day Is Even More Formidable
“Ha, ha...”
Ashe had just escaped the golden mist of the Area when he collapsed to his knees on the grass, gasping for breath.
He watched as his withered arm slowly regained its flesh tone, his breathing, once like a broken bellows, became smooth, and his sluggish thoughts sharpened as if rust had been removed, feeling a sense of relief like escaping from the jaws of death.
Only now did he realize how blissful it was to be able to think continuously and seriously about an idea.
When the Soul ages, thinking becomes a luxurious indulgence. Your mind is like a severely lagging machine; not only is executing a task process a challenge, but even attempting to summon the task manager to organize your thoughts only reveals that the task manager is stuck as well.
After trying it once, even Ashe couldn’t help but feel a touch of fear.
Aging is truly an indescribable terror.
Suddenly, footsteps approached from behind. Just as Ashe was about to look back, he heard a hoarse, aged voice scream, “Don’t look back!”
Ashe obediently stared at the grass for a few seconds before hearing the Swordswoman’s voice, “It’s okay now.”
He turned around and, naturally, his gaze met the still young and beautiful Swordswoman and Witch.
“Actually, I wouldn’t mind seeing you aged,” Ashe shrugged. “On the contrary, I’m quite curious.”
“But! I! Mind!” Sonya said through gritted teeth. “I’m never going back! The books are all lies, who says you can get rich picking through trash on the Time Continent? Whoever wants that money can have it!”
Ashe and the others had just entered one of the most famous Adventure areas of the Time Continent—the River of Flowing Gold. The vicinity of the River of Flowing Gold is home to Wild Time Spirits, including rare varieties such as ‘Retrograde Year,’ ‘Fixed Month,’ and ‘Listening the Day.’
‘Retrograde Year,’ as mentioned before, can reverse a person’s bodily time by one year, essentially a life extension without side effects, always a priceless treasure.
Fixed Month is an enchantment that locks the current physical state of one’s body for a month. Although one can still be injured, aspects like skin, appearance, and hair quality remain unaffected by external factors. When combined with beauty miracles such as “Bare-Faced Level Makeup,” “Radiant Glow,” and “Lustrous Hair,” one can effortlessly maintain a top-tier appearance for a full month, impervious to the elements and even able to bathe or dive without issue. It is acclaimed as the ultimate in cosmetic products.
Aging represents an unstoppable death. They are like ants before a rolling wheel, only able to watch helplessly as the juggernaut of time approaches.
It is this inability to struggle, this vulnerability, that is the source of their deepest fear.
“Feeling any better?”
Ashe and Sonya’s hands were taken up by another pair of soft hands. Turning around, they saw Deya looking at them with a gentle smile.
Feeling the warmth in her hands, their fear quickly dissipated.
They had only been momentarily frightened by the illusion of aging, like school children just starting summer break who dream of being caught by their teacher for not doing their homework. But Deya’s tenderness was like a friend calling early in the morning to invite them out to play, reminding them that they still have wonderful days ahead, pulling them out of the mire of fear. Even if the day to face the teacher’s scolding inevitably comes, it’s not a concern for the present. For now, the priority is to relish in their youthful moments.
Ashe asked, “Witch, have you been to the River of Flowing Gold before?”
“This is my third time,” Deya nodded. “The first time I escaped from the River of Flowing Gold, my complexion was even worse than yours. Aging is indeed terrifying, and time deserves our respect, but there’s no need to feel inferior or to give up because of it.”
“We are Sorcerers, born to conquer everything. And there are those who have successfully conquered time.”
Divine Master!
The term simultaneously sprang to mind for both Ashe and Sonya—as the supreme beings who control the destinies of countless lives, whose will becomes the heavens’ decree, who create and rule over various Kingdoms, the lifespan of a Divine Master surely exceeds the existence of any Kingdom, perhaps living for thousands or even tens of thousands of years.
If there were Sorcerers who have conquered time, the Divine Master would certainly be one of them.
A desire that could only be described as a wild fantasy began to quietly sprout in their hearts.
Not just for Sonya, the rustic girl who inherently craved fame and wealth, but also for Ashe, the office worker who had been softened by society into cotton candy, it was as if they were back to the days just after graduating from college, filled with impractical dreams of making it big in the city and buying an apartment with their own efforts.
Chapter 221: And Listening the Day Is Even More FormidableHa, ha...Ashe had just escaped the golden mist of the Area when he collapsed to his knees on the grass, gasping for breath.He watched as his withered arm slowly regained its flesh tone, his breathing, once like a broken bellows, became smooth, and his sluggish thoughts sharpened as if rust had been removed, feeling a sense of relief like escaping from the jaws of death.Only now did he realize how blissful it was to be able to think continuously and seriously about an idea.When the Soul ages, thinking becomes a luxurious indulgence. Your mind is like a severely lagging machine; not only is executing a task process a challenge, but even attempting to summon the task manager to organize your thoughts only reveals that the task manager is stuck as well.After trying it once, even Ashe couldn't help but feel a touch of fear.Aging is truly an indescribable terror.Suddenly, footsteps approached from behind. Just as Ashe was about to look back, he heard a hoarse, aged voice scream, Don't look back!Ashe obediently stared at the grass for a few seconds before hearing the Swordswoman's voice, It's okay now.He turned around and, naturally, his gaze met the still young and beautiful Swordswoman and Witch.Actually, I wouldn't mind seeing you aged, Ashe shrugged. On the contrary, I'm quite curious.But! I! Mind! Sonya said through gritted teeth. I'm never going back! The books are all lies, who says you can get rich picking through trash on the Time Continent? Whoever wants that money can have it!Ashe and the others had just entered one of the most famous Adventure areas of the Time Continentthe River of Flowing Gold. The vicinity of the River of Flowing Gold is home to Wild Time Spirits, including rare varieties such as Retrograde Year,' Fixed Month,' and Listening the Day.'Retrograde Year,' as mentioned before, can reverse a person's bodily time by one year, essentially a life extension without side effects, always a priceless treasure.Fixed Month is an enchantment that locks the current physical state of one's body for a month. Although one can still be injured, aspects like skin, appearance, and hair quality remain unaffected by external factors. When combined with beauty miracles such as Bare-Faced Level Makeup, Radiant Glow, and Lustrous Hair, one can effortlessly maintain a top-tier appearance for a full month, impervious to the elements and even able to bathe or dive without issue. It is acclaimed as the ultimate in cosmetic products.Aging represents an unstoppable death. They are like ants before a rolling wheel, only able to watch helplessly as the juggernaut of time approaches.It is this inability to struggle, this vulnerability, that is the source of their deepest fear.Feeling any better?Ashe and Sonya's hands were taken up by another pair of soft hands. Turning around, they saw Deya looking at them with a gentle smile.Feeling the warmth in her hands, their fear quickly dissipated.They had only been momentarily frightened by the illusion of aging, like school children just starting summer break who dream of being caught by their teacher for not doing their homework. But Deya's tenderness was like a friend calling early in the morning to invite them out to play, reminding them that they still have wonderful days ahead, pulling them out of the mire of fear. Even if the day to face the teacher's scolding inevitably comes, it's not a concern for the present. For now, the priority is to relish in their youthful moments.Ashe asked, Witch, have you been to the River of Flowing Gold before?This is my third time, Deya nodded. The first time I escaped from the River of Flowing Gold, my complexion was even worse than yours. Aging is indeed terrifying, and time deserves our respect, but there's no need to feel inferior or to give up because of it.We are Sorcerers, born to conquer everything. And there are those who have successfully conquered time.Divine Master!The term simultaneously sprang to mind for both Ashe and Sonyaas the supreme beings who control the destinies of countless lives, whose will becomes the heavens' decree, who create and rule over various Kingdoms, the lifespan of a Divine Master surely exceeds the existence of any Kingdom, perhaps living for thousands or even tens of thousands of years.If there were Sorcerers who have conquered time, the Divine Master would certainly be one of them.A desire that could only be described as a wild fantasy began to quietly sprout in their hearts.Not just for Sonya, the rustic girl who inherently craved fame and wealth, but also for Ashe, the office worker who had been softened by society into cotton candy, it was as if they were back to the days just after graduating from college, filled with impractical dreams of making it big in the city and buying an apartment with their own efforts.
