Blocked by Leslie's firm words, Venus dared not ask further and reluctantly turned to leave. Though she didn't fully understand the situation, Leslie's calm deanor gave her so reassurance, easing the anxiety that weighed on her heart.
If Leslie could remain so composed, she must have a strategy to deal with the looming threat.
While the Pure Land was gripped with fear and uncertainty, the Little World remained as serene and peaceful as ever.
Under the towering Tree of World, Little Leslie lay asleep on a bed woven from leaves and branches.
Her eyes were closed, her skin pale and radiant, and her breathing steady, in sync with the flow of mana in the air.
Her small body flickered faintly, its glow pulsating with rhythm.
Though she was still a child, her features carried an inexplicable charm, as if even the wind that brushed past her grew gentler in her presence.
Her sleep was tranquil, and the unique energy radiating from her sent ripples through the very fabric of space.
As her bloodline strengthened, her periods of slumber grew longer, along with her absorption and comprehension of mana and Order.
No one ever dared disturb her during these tis.
But now, as if sensing sothing, Little Leslie slowly opened her eyes.
Her bright, golden irises sparkled like gemstones, and when she saw Leslie standing nearby, her gaze softened with joy and excitent.
"Mommy!"
She leapt into Leslie's arms.
Leslie gently held her, brushing her golden hair back as she asked softly:
"Why didn't you sleep a little longer?"
Little Leslie rubbed her sleepy eyes and replied, "I felt that Mommy had co back, so I didn't want to sleep anymore."
Turning to look at Madelyn and Venus, she added with delight:
"Aunt Madelyn! Aunt Venus!"
Her cheerful voice seed to dispel everyone's fatigue, bringing smiles to both Madelyn and Venus.
Even Venus, who had always envied Leslie, found her heart warming.
After all, Leslie had won Owen's love-sothing Venus had tried and failed to achieve.
Now, Owen and Leslie had a daughter-a precious little angel-who only deepened Venus's feelings of admiration and affection.
Both won played with Little Leslie for a mont, temporarily forgetting their worries about the Wraith Marshal.
Leslie then said calmly, "I know you're worried about the Wraith Marshal, but rest assured- Raven will die."
"And he'll die in the Snow Lotus Empire."
Venus frowned. Leslie spoke with such conviction, but why?
Leslie, noticing Venus's confusion, looked down at Little Leslie and said softly:
"Do you want to hear a story?"
Little Leslie nodded eagerly, her eyes wide with anticipation.
"Mommy, I want to hear a story! Tell a story!"
Leslie smiled and held her daughter close, gently patting her back.
"A long ti ago, a misguided young man fell in love with a runaway bride..."
In the forsaken land.
Caesar knelt before the elderly, wrinkled figure of Raven, his face alight with excitent and hope.
Neither Owen nor Leslie's strength was sothing Caesar could contend with now.
But with the Wraith Marshal on his side, Caesar believed he could crush both Owen and Leslie, reducing them to trembling slaves beneath his feet.
Under Caesar's fanatical gaze, Raven's expression remained indifferent.
Though Caesar had freed him from his seal, making him an ally, Raven was more interested in Caesar's unique talents.
"I understand your intentions," Raven said coldly. "Summon your forces. This ti, the Rebel Alliance will cease to exist."
Raven's icy voice was resolute.
As if rembering sothing, he added:
"Leave Leslie to . As for the others, if they refuse to surrender, they will be annihilated."
Hearing this, Caesar broke into a broad smile.
If Raven valued him so highly, there was no longer anything he couldn't achieve.
After all, Raven's power surpassed even that of an ancient god. What could Leslie possibly do against him?
No one could stop Raven!
As Caesar's thoughts grew more fervent, Raven suddenly vanished from the forsaken land.
Caesar froze for a mont, puzzled by Raven's sudden departure.
"Where could he be going at a ti like this?"
The battle with Leslie was imminent!
Though confused, Caesar didn't dare question Raven and could only watch as he disappeared.
The mont Raven left the forsaken land, the malevolent aura in the Pure Land intensified
severalfold.
All living beings in the Pure Land were gripped with fear.
Many worried that if Leslie and Raven clashed, the Pure Land itself might be torn asunder.
Soon, more troubling news spread across the land:
The Rebel Alliance had fractured!
Caesar, who had freed Raven, beca the leader of one faction, while Venus, the designated leader, headed the other.
Both were imnsely powerful and influential figures in the current epoch.
Caesar's influence spanned the Pure Land, while Venus, backed by her father, the God of Light,
held significant renown.
Now, the two factions of the Rebel Alliance were locked in a standoff, each commanding a substantial number of celestial gods.
If open conflict broke out, the entire Pure Land would descend into chaos.
Neutral factions and top-tier mages desperately tried to diate, hoping to unite the two
sides, but their efforts were futile.
Caesar, now back at the White Tower Tech Guild, summoned his celestial gods and demanded that Venus surrender.
To prove his sincerity, Caesar even proposed that Venus prepare a dowry and marry him
publicly.
Failing that, he vowed to destroy Venus and her faction of the Rebel Alliance within three
days.
Caesar's brazen ultimatum sent shockwaves through the already-panicked factions of the
Pure Land.
Many factions firmly sided with Venus, severing all ties with Caesar.
Even so celestial gods, disgusted by Caesar's arrogance, openly opposed the White Tower
Tech Guild.
A full-scale confrontation seed imminent.
Amidst the chaos, attention turned to the Erald Dreamscape, one of the Pure Land's best
sanctuaries for training aside from the Azure Kingdom.
Its strong foundation, coupled with the support of the Celestial Palace and Howling Mountains, made the Erald Dreamscape virtually impregnable.
More importantly, everyone wanted to know Leslie's stance.
Leslie had beco a pivotal figure in shaping the Pure Land's fate.
While Caesar, bolstered by Raven, might seem formidable, he was still no match for Leslie.
Yet, to everyone's surprise, Leslie had not made any public statents or shown any concern over the unfolding events.
In stark contrast to the tense atmosphere outside, the Little World remained peaceful and
warm.
Holding her daughter, Leslie continued her story.
"The young man ca from the forsaken land, while the young woman was from the Snow
Lotus Empire."
"The young man, after a training mishap, began to walk a dark path. Though still young, he
had already beco a killer, bearing the weight of dozens of mages' lives on his hands. The young woman, on the other hand, was a noble of the Snow Lotus Empire, betrothed to the royal family. But she didn't love her intended and chose to run away."
"Perhaps it was fate that brought them together. The young woman saved the young man's life with magic, and he fell in love with her vivacious charm."
"But their differences in character, pasts, and social standing dood their love to tragedy."
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