Chapter 595 - A Woodpecker and the Great Green Insect (1/2)

The Draconic Arcane Realm.

There were two ways to enter and leave the realm. One of those ways was naturally only possible for the owner of the Draconic Arcane Realm, Vigilante A, to access at will.

The other was by going through the Gate of Vitality that the System had crafted.

This Gate of Vitality used to be located in Spirit Valley, and had aided them in defeating the people of Azure Mountain.

Afterwards, it had appeared during the conference of The Alliance of Justice and Order as an entrance to the heaven-sent arcane realm.

Later, the gate was placed in a land that was rich in vitality so that it would be able to absorb vitality.

Finally, once the Draconic Arcane Realm had completed construction, the Death Maze on the first floor needed an entrance. The System proceeded to change the appearance of the gate in a bid to lure in fiends, which worked as a good amount of evil devils and heathens entered the gate—it truly became a “Gate of Death”.

However, no matter where it was and as long as it was not stored away in the System Space, one person, no, one insect, would always be able to determine its exact location, which allowed it to enter and leave the Draconic Arcane Realm freely.

It was also the only insect that could do so.

Currently, this insect was already done with the two customers it had. Once again, it made easy progress from experience by easily finding the Gate of Vitality that was hidden away in a cave somewhere before worming itself into the Draconic Arcane Realm.

“How peculiar. Grandfather Shen, you’ve been growing for the past two years and you’ve been listening to me sing daily, and yet you keep growing leaves without taking root. That’s so weird, so very weird, a ginseng that doesn’t take root…”

Under a ginseng with a sturdy stem and an abundance of leaves was a green insect that dug away at the soil around the plant. It seemed like it was looking for something, and it occasionally mumbled dejectedly under its breath.

“Miss Daqing really is a master of food. She even knows that ginseng is the root of the plant, a fact that most people have no idea about.” A few Whitestone persons stood off to the side and whispered amongst themselves.

“However, it’s not wrong at all. Things are going very strangely. According to my estimations, this ginseng is innately different and there are already signs of it becoming a Sprite. Under these circumstances, its roots should be growing strong, yet that isn’t the case at all. Although its root system is flourishing—I mean, it’s practically covering the entire herb garden, they’re all rootlets and the principal root isn’t obvious at all.” The Whitestone person, Shi Da, uttered doubtfully.

As he spoke, he brushed the fur of a black tiger with a big brush.

Tom blissfully enjoyed the massage, his claws flipping through a green book that he concentrated on.

As it listened to the conversation between the Whitestone people, it sneered at them in disdain inwardly. A few days after its arrival at this Draconic Arcane Realm, it had already figured out the reason why this particular ginseng’s roots were growing so thin.

‘However, these stupid stone people, as well as that stupid insect, have yet to realize the reason despite taking so much time…

‘Maybe they were just too lazy to think about it. After all, there are few geniuses like myself that would be willing to think actively, and most creatures are idiots that merely echo the opinions of others anyway…

‘That’s probably why Vigilante A likes to collect animals as his Followers—he would be able to use intellect against them.

‘This particular insect always sings about eating the ginseng every day. Does it take the ginseng for a fool? Was a Ginseng Sprite that knew to lick the boots of Vigilante A really a fool?

‘That’s not right. Huh, did Vigilante A smuggle in some treasure again? Why is he so full of vitality?’

While Tom the black tiger filled its mind with nonsensical thoughts, it suddenly felt a wave of abnormality. It immediately packed away its green book into the small bag around its neck.

It shook its tail and stretched outwards before looking into the direction of the wave of abnormality.

However, all it saw was a twenty-meter high maple tree with an abundance of red leaves that had seemingly appeared out of thin air onto an open space in the south.

The northern side of the Draconic Arcane Realm’s third floor featured an area of luxurious villas that were warm in the winter and cool in the summer without the need for air conditioning. Besides that, fresh vitality crops were supplied throughout the four seasons as well. Only the closest to Vigilante A stayed there…

In this regard, Blak Cat Tom knew that Vigilante A was not some great hero that was just and unselfish. On the contrary, he was somewhat similar to those upper crusts of the Upper Realm that were not impartial and liked showing favoritism.

To put it nicely, one could call it valuing ties of comradeship.

The eastern side was the small hill that it lived on; atop the hill was a modest hut that it had claimed as its abode.

The difference in treatment was obvious, which caused the cat to hold a grudge towards Vigilante A. It would rather sleep on an open space, since that would be so much more relaxing…

The middle of the third floor was the herb garden which was planted with rare herbs—some were hard to find on Earth, while others were plants even the feline had never seen before.

The southern side grew rows upon rows of trees; most were ordinary vitality fruit trees, so there were not many rare seedlings.

The maple tree was placed on the open space right in the middle of all the fruit trees.

As soon as it appeared, it caused all the other trees to shake.

Countless leaves trembled before they fell from their trees and spread out into midair, as if welcoming the arrival of the maple tree.

This red maple was obviously being hailed as the king of all the trees.

“Huh, this tree seems like it wants to work in concert with that old ginseng…” mumbled Black Cat Tom under its breath as it sprinted over to the tree.

‘Vigilante A’s dog eyes really are lethal. Everything that’s good is always spotted by him.’

Black Cat Tom felt a surge of jealousy within itself. With its knowledge, it could tell at a glance that this maple tree was no ordinary tree.

It covered the remaining distance rapidly and rushed towards the tree, before realizing that there was a bird on it.

‘What kind of bird is that?”