spirapira
Stories
9
Chapters
2,166
Words
4.3 M
Comments
5
Reading
14 d, 18 h
-
The banquet ended, and the treehouse platform returned to its tranquility, with only the soft glow of fluorite lamps and the faint lingering aroma of roasted meat and herbs remaining in the air. Mo Lan tidied up the remnants of the meal and carefully put away the gifts her friends had given her. Once finished, she retrieved the transparent Crystal bottle that Grandma Matil had given her from the bedside cabinet. The sleeping flower dew inside shimmered with a clear, faint light under the moonlight. She…-
1.2 M • Ongoing
-
-
Mo Lan's eyes lit up as she fired off more questions: "Druids use both psychic power and forces of nature when casting nature magic—is that because they cast through the magic net? If they bypassed the magic net, would it be possible to wield forces of nature directly, like moving your own arm? Or, like the ancient mages before the magic net existed, could one construct spell structures within their own mental sea and then use pure psychic power as a 'lever' to forcibly manipulate and shape the natural…
-
1.2 M • Ongoing
-
-
She didn't know how much time had passed. Just as she was considering whether to change locations, an extremely faint rustling sound came from the bushes to her right. A plump grey-furred rabbit cautiously poked its head out, its long ears swiveling alertly. It seemed to have sensed something and paused in place for a moment, then began moving carefully along a grassy path toward the first snare trap Mo Lan had set. Mo Lan's heart leaped into her throat. Her fingers lightly rested on the bowstring, but she…
-
1.2 M • Ongoing
-
-
Whether it was trap camouflage techniques or the fundamentals of hand bow marksmanship, Mo Lan mastered everything with extraordinary speed. She always grasped the underlying principles quickly, and after just a few practice attempts could already perform with impressive skill. She could even extrapolate from what she'd learned, proposing clever little ideas that made others' eyes light up. This astonishing learning speed left Dominic utterly dumbfounded. After training ended, he couldn't help but look Mo…
-
1.2 M • Ongoing
-
-
After a brief silence, Polly was the first to clap enthusiastically. "That was beautiful!" "Moira, you play really well!" Dominic said. "That song is lovely—what's it called?" Celine asked. "Let's call it... Emerald Forest!" While playing, Mo Lan had been envisioning the Emerald Forest as she saw it through natural resonance. Though she had improvised the piece, with her powerful memory and the basic composition knowledge she'd learned from her inherited memories, she could transcribe the score in the…
-
1.2 M • Ongoing
-
-
After hearing Grandma Matil's explanation, Mo Lan finally understood. The reason her gains had been so enormous wasn't because of natural perception at all — it was the legendary "natural resonance"! And it had continued for several months straight. The plants of the Emerald Forest had grown lush and vibrant, and the Elves of the tribe had benefited greatly as well. In the inherited memories, there were indeed only a few brief lines introducing "natural resonance," and Tree Spirit Mother hadn't…
-
1.2 M • Ongoing
-
-
According to the descriptions in the inherited memories, combined with Tree Spirit Mother's explanations in her dreams, formally inaugurating into an extraordinary profession first required meeting the corresponding prerequisites, including but not limited to specific magical aptitude, achieving the required physical attributes, and mastering relevant knowledge and skills. After meeting these conditions, one also needed to hold an inauguration ceremony, swear a professional oath, and declare one's chosen…
-
1.2 M • Ongoing
-
-
In any case, the Magic Web placed no restrictions on the number of professions one could hold. As long as one could meet the requirements for assuming a profession, as long as one's psychic power could withstand it, and as long as one's magical energy was sufficient to support studying multiple professions' magic simultaneously, one could take on as many professions as one wished. It was simply that most beings in the Seran world lacked the qualifications to do so. The requirements for assuming a…
-
1.2 M • Ongoing
-
-
Mo Lan was completely immersed in this wondrous state of becoming one with the forest, temporarily forgetting the passage of time. At that moment, throughout the Emerald Green Tribe—whether the Elf druids wiping dewdrops from their leaves, the Elf bards humming ancient ballads in forest clearings, or the Elf rangers polishing weapons in their treehouses—all stopped what they were doing at the same instant, looking up in surprise toward the center of the tribe, in the direction of the Tree of Life. They…
-
1.2 M • Ongoing
-
-
Over the next half day, with Grandma Matil's help, Mo Lan happily began moving in and decorating her new home. She didn't actually have much luggage. The so-called "moving" mostly involved various daily necessities that Matil had prepared for her, along with housewarming gifts sent by other Elves in the tribe. Soft, dry moss and fragrant dried grass were spread over the heartwood bed inside the tree hollow. A thin blanket woven from moonlight moth silk was neatly folded at the foot of the bed. Several…
-
1.2 M • Ongoing
-
- Previous 1 … 40 41 42 … 217 Next
