Chapter 137
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Volume 2 + Chapter 137: Memory of The Earth
Xia Yi heard someone laughing right by her ear, and in an instant, goosebumps rose all over her skin.
The laugh was extremely clear.
And it definitely wasn’t Serra—it was a stranger.
“Who? Who is it!!”
As soon as Xia Yi turned her head, the laughter vanished. In her field of vision, there was still nothing.
But she absolutely didn’t believe it was a hallucination—someone had laughed, she was sure of it.
“Come out! Come out!!” Xia Yi shouted loudly. “Don’t think you can scare me—I’m not afraid of ghosts! That trick doesn’t work on me!”
That’s right.
I am a dignified Sword Saint of the human race! I’ve been through countless dangerous adventures—I’m the bravest of all adventurers.
Scared? That’s not possible.
“Hahaha…”
“Wuuuah!!”
Xia Yi jumped up in fright. She had just heard the laugh again.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
In the trees, she seemed to glimpse a mysterious figure hiding behind the trunks, secretly observing her. Every time her gaze locked on, the figure would shift positions, appearing in another corner of her vision.
What she found hardest to understand was that—even though she was clearly aware someone was there—she couldn’t sense the slightest trace of them?
How was that even possible?
Xia Yi couldn’t figure it out. Even if it were an undead creature, like Gaga or the Storm King—those high-level undead might not breathe, but they still had a soul’s presence.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh.
While the little princess was thinking, the mysterious figure started moving again.
“That’s enough! This kind of trick is really enough already! If you’ve really got the ability, stop messing around and come out!” Xia Yi shouted. “I saw you!!”
She stared fixedly at a tree.
Just now, that figure had moved behind that tree.
“Don’t think you can run—I’ve caught you now!!”
Xia Yi dashed quickly behind the tree, trying to catch the figure on the spot.
But behind the tree—
There was nothing.
“…Why?”
Xia Yi was certain—she had just seen the figure move behind that tree, and she had kept her eyes on it the whole time. She was sure it hadn’t left.
So why, when she checked, was there still nothing?
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
A new round of movement began again.
Xia Yi had finally lost her patience—she was at her limit.
Fury!
Fury!
Fury!
“Holy Sword—Gram!!”
Xia Yi raised her right hand high and called for her Holy Sword.
The emblem representing her status as a Holy Sword Wielder radiated with brilliance. Within the light, the Holy Sword responded to Xia Yi’s summoning.
Only then did she remember—it had been quite a while since she last summoned her old friend.
But now wasn’t the time for reminiscing. She needed to let out her rage.
In Xia Yi’s hand, the Holy Sword burst forth with a golden sword aura and slashed toward the front. With one sweep of golden light, the trees ahead were cleanly cut in half.
“Come out, come out, come out!!”
Xia Yi shouted while swinging her sword, launching wide-area attacks with the amplification of her sword intent—she’d essentially become a tree-felling machine.
Boom!
A swath of trees collapsed, revealing a massive figure—it was…
A golden dragon?!
Xia Yi froze.
A gold dragon?
No—that couldn’t be right. In the Dragon Kingdom, golden dragons had long gone extinct. The only golden dragon left in the dragon race was Dorothea, who had already modified herself into a doll in the Ziyuan Valley.
Why would a golden dragon appear in the Grand Tree Sea?
“Did I see it wrong?”
Xia Yi rubbed her eyes.
But then something even more bizarre happened. In the mere instant of her blink, the golden dragon vanished into thin air—no trace left, not even a mark on the ground.
A golden dragon that had released its true dragon form disappeared as mysteriously as a feather drifting away?
“What…??”
Xia Yi was stunned.
She looked around. Aside from the trees she had just cut down, there was nothing else.
One strange thing after another.
“Could it be… I’ve gone mad?”
Xia Yi touched her forehead.
She closed her eyes, trying to calm her mind.
A heart as still as a clear mirror.
“No. My mind is perfectly fine, even my emotional state. What I just saw and heard—none of it was an illusion.”
The silver-haired loli slowly opened her eyes.
Her mind was sound, and what she saw and heard were not hallucinations. Yet there had been no detectable aura or presence at all. Could it be…?
Xia Yi turned her head.
This time, she saw—a massive silver dragon.
ROAR!!!!
The giant dragon’s eyes glared with ferocity, its pupils swirling with rage. It let out an earth-shaking roar and charged straight at Xia Yi.
Xia Yi gripped her Holy Sword. Her first instinct was to strike back. Just as she raised her sword, she seemed to realize something and stopped—she withdrew her sword intent.
The silver dragon, thundering like a storm, clashed head-on with Xia Yi. Compared to the giant true form of the dragon, Xia Yi was minuscule. If she didn’t resist, she would be crushed in an instant.
However—
The silver dragon passed through Xia Yi’s body like an image, continuing its charge forward.
“So it really was like that,” Xia Yi said as she put away the Holy Sword.
The earth remembers—it remembers everything that happened.
In truth, this was a very special phenomenon.
In this land, there existed some rare minerals. Under certain conditions, these minerals could record images and sounds, much like a memory crystal.
This is the memory of the earth.
Apparently, within the soil of the Grand Tree Sea, such minerals existed, and they had recorded fragments of its ancient past—just so happened that Xia Yi witnessed them.
What Xia Yi had seen—was the past of the Grand Tree Sea.
She stood by as a bystander, watching numerous powerful dragons gathered in the Grand Tree Sea, engaged in a fierce battle against something. The battle was incredibly brutal—dragon blood had even dyed the forest red.
“A war once happened in the Grand Tree Sea? Who exactly were the dragons fighting?” Xia Yi was shocked. “Dragons are supposed to be the supreme race!”
In the history of the Dragon Kingdom, even during the Dragon Wars, when all other races united, they had never breached the kingdom’s borders. What she saw now clearly wasn’t a battle against other races.
But Xia Yi realized—it couldn’t even be called a war. It was more like a horrifying disaster.
The blurry vision came to an end. Unfortunately, she hadn’t clearly seen what enemy the dragons had fought—only that they had been battling a terrible, shadowy force.
Bzzz, Bzzz, Bzzz…
While Xia Yi was deep in thought, the Holy Sword in her hand began to tremble.
For the first time ever, she saw her Holy Sword acting this way—unexpectedly performing an unthinkable gesture right in front of her.
“Holy Sword… what are you trying to do?”
