The cub’s words roused the three from their stupor and they jumped onto the land. The sandy beach had nothing else growing on it, all nutrients it could provide swallowed into the tree that was growing.
Alex turned back around, watching the leaf silently floating on the calm sea. There were no waves in the sea, no turbulence.
He looked up at the canopy, trying to see signs of light. The canopy was so thick that there was absolutely no light breaking through them at all. The darkness persisted, but he believed he could see something up there.
Some objects dangled by the branches.
No doubt they were fruits of the tree. He would have to go in closer to look at what the fruits were like.
He walked over to the closest root to him and felt along its surface. He found the Elixir sticking to his hand again.
"We are correct, aren’t we, Senior?" Alex asked the cub. "This tree is what is creating Elixir that is helping improve everyone’s body cultivation?"
"Yes, you are correct," the Guardian Tiger said.
"How?" Alex asked.
"Why don’t you ask the tree the question yourself?" the cub asked. "Come, you won’t be able to talk to it because of your suppression here. You will need to contact the base of the tree itself."
"Trees can talk back to you?" the old man asked in surprise. "Are trees intelligent?"
"Most of them are," Bladedance said. "But I’ve never heard of one being able to talk back to you once they’ve given up on being a human. The most they can do is communicate basic emotions, and even that they struggle with a lot of the time."
"Then can we talk to this tree?" the old man asked.
"It seems so," Bladedance said. "We’ll know soon how well it can communicate."
She began walking on ahead, with the cub, while the other two followed behind. There was a root that dug into the ground before them, acting as a slope for them to walk on.
The soles beneath their shoes were sticky with the Elixir they walked on, making it a little uncomfortable to take every step.
"Shouldn’t we take this Elixir?" the old man whispered into Alex’s ear. "We can gather more in a day here, than we can in years outside."
Alex believed the same as well. But he wasn’t sure if he was allowed to. "Let us wait until we’ve talked to the tree and received its permission."
The old man thought for a moment and continued on.
Bladedance continued surveying the surroundings, taking in the information. Something about all of this was itching at her mind, coming dangerously close to understanding the tree’s identity.
She had dedicated her life to fighting and didn’t know much about everything else, so she struggled a little with it. Had it been the scholarly gods such as the Wine God or the Alchemy God, they would’ve likely recognized it.
Not to mention the Nature God, who inherently knew all life in nature in existence.
The tree’s trunk was close by now, having walked for just a short few minutes. They arrived at it not long after, and the cub stepped to the side.
"I have brought you to the master of this realm. You two may communicate with them as you wish," the cub said to Alex and the old man. He turned to Bladedance. "You will just observe."
Bladedance frowned, feeling annoyed at the situation, but she complied. She didn’t wish to die.
"Ask good questions. Find out important details."
Alex nodded and moved forward. "Do I just... press my hand on the trunk?" he asked.
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