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Chapter 839: 839: Inheritance Rings Delivered

Chapter 839: Chapter 839: Inheritance Rings Delivered

“So that’s how it is,” Zhao Guang understood in his heart.

The elves’ physique, he hadn’t researched much indeed, and didn’t expect them to be so compatible with the elements.

After experimenting upon returning, they found it incredibly easy for elves to become Thunder Warriors; their physical requirements weren’t nearly as high as humans— even exceeding half the requirement was enough.

For elves, their natural physical strength was greater than that of untrained humans.

Spending years in the forest, and a fondness for archery meant that most already met the criteria.

Those who hadn’t met the standards were either too young or devoted to art. With a little training they could qualify, though whether they were willing was another matter.

Zhao Guang didn’t expect the elves to act so swiftly, completely unlike their previous impression.

The elves gathered their mage companions from the Mage Organization, many of whom were highly skilled in runes, some even comparable to Zhao Guang.

With their help, they quickly understood some structures of the Thunder Magic Rune.

Soon enough, a batch of Thunder Warriors appeared in the Elf Forest.

Additionally, many elves had some research into thunder spells, and remnants of elements within. Consequently, in a short time, many in the Elf Forest were able to activate two magic runes.

Within a month or two, those capable of activating three magic runes would appear.

Thunder power posed little pressure on elves; the pain was minimal, almost negligible.

Research showed the rune had no adverse effect on their lifespan, only no effect in lengthening it. But elves weren’t concerned with that, as they already lived long lives.

The Thunder Warriors fortified many of the elves’ original defensive gaps.

Though the stimulus of thunder wasn’t significant, the body’s enhancement effect was undiminished.

“It’s understandable for Water Demon Warriors to train slowly, but their combat capability is lacking too. Even in water control ability, we have plenty of mages and elemental masters,” Alya dismissed Water Demon Warriors.

Other elves felt the same, placing greater value on the stronger Thunder Warriors.

Zhao Guang nodded, acknowledging that elves saw no appeal in warriors of other elements as well.

Well, it doesn’t matter. Whatever is desired can be bought directly from them.

“By the way, take this, and I’ll remain in Xuanwu Territory from now on. Or, if you go somewhere, you can take me along,” Alya offered a small box, slightly turning with a blush.

Even for an elf, there was some inner turmoil in such matters.

She faced a human, one with many women. Thinking about future life, Alya felt somewhat melancholic, yet she was resolute for her tribe’s sake.

Thankfully, Zhao Guang didn’t invoke her dislike; had it been another human, she might have felt despair.

Zhao Guang, though excited, found it hard to believe— an elf princess, a legendary being.

Yet, sensing Alya’s reluctance, he deferred, considering proposing later since Zhao had come to value more than mere beauty in women.

No, it should be said he always required depth in relationships.

“Is this a token of representation? The power is indeed remarkable.”

Opening the box, Zhao Guang saw thirty-six rings neatly arranged, emanating peculiar vitality and a unique magic wave, so complex that he couldn’t replicate it.

“These are made from the heart of the Tree of Life, impossible to counterfeit, making them ideal inheritance tokens.”

“Just drop your blood on it. To pass it on, have your child do the same. Then, when you activate the bloodlines, we’ll feel the main family’s lineage.”

“You can sense it? How do you manage that?” Zhao Guang asked in surprise.

“Due to the contract, those meeting conditions carry a breath from the Tree of Life. This breath contains information only elves can perceive.”

The elves were truly a privileged species, Zhao Guang mused.

Since he realized, he couldn’t perceive it—maybe not even if surpassed legend. The elves’ deep heritage was evident; Zhao first heard of the Tree of Life upon arriving in this world.

He once sought similar knowledge but found no leads, unexpectedly learning of it here.

This implied elves weren’t as transparent as they seemed; their tribe certainly held secrets.

Indeed, surviving alongside threatening forces, maintaining strength, implies they’d have secrets.

“I see, thank you very much.”

Zhao Guang dropped his blood onto the ring and found the surface bore no engravings.

Meaning, the rings were unprocessed. Considering inheritance, what if he left his legacy on there for his descendants? It seemed more secure.

“Can I modify this ring?” Zhao Guang considered before asking.

“You should be able to, as long as it doesn’t damage the central line.”

Alya pointed a few things out to Zhao Guang, who promptly understood.

“No problem, rest assured I won’t start now.” The material was too unique; Zhao was certain he lacked the skill to handle it yet and didn’t want to produce a substandard piece.

Moreover, he didn’t have descendants yet, so why worry so soon?

Alya felt relief seeing Zhao Guang engrossed in research again but also a slight grievance.

Wasn’t she, a dignified elf princess, at least more captivating? No matter, with their long lives, time was on her side for this endeavor.

Indeed, with long lifespan even Zhao Guang, merely a Great Mage, would persist similarly.

Alya sensed Zhao Guang’s boundless vitality and rapid life force recovery. Though unsure why, she felt Zhao Guang might even outlive her, the elf—truly strange.