Chapter 310: Endless Summer’s Enlightenment

Chapter 310: Endless Summer’s Enlightenment

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Endless Summer could clearly feel that Red Thorn’s wisdom was like a child who just could express happiness, anger, and sadness.Thê source of this content n/o/v/(el)bi((n))

Lin Yuan must have usually treated it extremely well. Otherwise, even if he was Red Thorn’s contractor, it would never be so dependent on him.

Given Red Thorn’s wisdom, if Lin Yuan did not treat it well, it would instead fear him. A fey’s fear and obedience toward a human was what Endless Summer hated the most.

As she looked at Red Thorn’s vine that was clinging to Lin Yuan’s hand and the red ribbon tied on the vine, Endless Summer suddenly felt that even time had warmed up.

It had recently snowed heavily in the depths of the Endless Forest, and the snow-covered ground revealed a coldness. However, the affection in front of her made the scenery as warm as midsummer in August.

“My Enlightenment Law Rune can enlighten a plant fey with the power it condenses every five years. I enlighten myself every five years, but I’ve set aside a chance to enlighten myself.

“I thought if I could not resist the World Cleansing when I reached Myth III, I could use this enlightenment chance to earn myself a chance of survival, but I didn’t use it.

“I’m not sure whether this Law Rune’s enlightenment can promote your contracted Red Thorn from Epic to Legend.”

After saying that, Endless Summer summoned her pink-purple petal-like Enlightenment Willpower Rune and enlightened Red Thorn.

She did so very quickly, and Lin Yuan could feel that after Red Thorn digested this enlightenment, it immediately fell into a deep sleep. He knew that this was a necessary state for it to improve its strength.

Red Thorn was originally just a source-type Source Seed, and it had turned out this way now because it had followed the evolution path that Lin Yuan had chosen for it.

It could be said that Red Thorn was like a blank canvas, but this blank canvas had been drawn into its current state under the joint efforts of Lin Yuan and Red Thorn.

A very kind-looking old man, who leaned on the backrest, was at the stone table’s main seat. The interior light could not shine on his face. However, one could feel the other 12 people’s respect for the old man.

The Moon Empress was sitting on the second chair in the row on the left side of the imperial court. A full-bearded man sat on the left-hand seat, looking at her with narrowed eyes.

At the third position at the right side was a man holding a bamboo, his eyes flowing with an unknown meaning.

The one who kept looking at the Moon Empress was the oldest of the Radiance Federation’s three Class 5 Creation Masters, Chef Supreme. However, the Moon Empress was looking at Bamboo Monarch. Clearly, the three of them were interacting.

The black-veiled Spirit Guards’ Chief Guard was sitting opposite the Moon Empress.

A man with peach blossom eyes and a smiling face was sitting opposite the Moon Empress, as well as a livid, stern man clad in dark armor.

If Lin Yuan could see these two people, he would certainly have recognized one of them, the man called Iron Prison. He had nearly forced his master to make a move.

The other one was none other than the man with the smiling face who had come at the last minute and made the Moon Empress stop what she was doing.

Besides Chef Supreme, the Moon Empress, Bamboo Monarch, Chief Guard Ye, Iron Prison, and the man with the smiling face, there were six other men with different looks.

There were only two women among the two rows of twelve seats. One of them was the Moon Empress, while the other was the Spirit Guards’ Chief Guard.

At present, the atmosphere was a bit strange. The crowd was exchanging glances, and only the man with the smiling face knocked on the table with his finger as if he was waiting for something.

A very gentle voice sounded. Nobody could figure out this voice’s age, but it was very calm, with an indescribable weight.

This voice came from the old man who was leaning back on the chair at the main seat.

“Tell me what you guys think about this issue.”

The 12 voices replied, ‘Yes’, and the first to speak was the stern Iron Prison.