Chapter 302: Pool Water

Chapter 302: Pool Water

The faint light emitted by the Pool of Foresight was soon noticed by the priests. A group of priests gathered around the old man—Kano—and hurried to the poolside. Looking at the clear image within the faint light, they finally let out a sigh of relief. The Pool Water had successfully fallen into the hands of the young girl.

Trust was the most troublesome thing. When a stranger suddenly offers a gift, even a friendly face would only deepen the other party’s wariness. Moreover, there were many conflicts of interest that needed to be resolved, which had long surpassed the boundaries of good and evil.

They could not simply give the Pool Water to the other party, or the consequences would be unpredictable, but what if it was taken by force?

For a few days, they even suspected that the plan had failed. First, there was a violent reaction, which soon calmed down, but within a few days, contact was completely lost. Who could have thought that the situation would take a turn for the better again?

That drop of Pool Water was far from being as simple as it seemed. At this level, the essence of things had nothing to do with size. If one could delve deeper, they would find that it was a well or a spring.

Every Temple had a similar pool of water. The size of the pool was usually influenced by the population and the concentration of Mana. They were all derived from the Mother Pool, connecting the tribe members like nodes.

The Temples on the Emerald Continent were all too ancient. Over time, the Pool Water in the temples gradually became independent. Even some priests had forgotten the origin of the Pool Water, and the connections between the pools became faint and intermittent.

Considering the harsh conditions on the Desolate Continent, they had taken that drop of Pool Water from the core of the Mother Pool. That drop of Pool Water would not allow Alien Races to touch it. If an Alien Race forcibly tried to take it, it would inevitably trigger a violent reaction. It was not just Pool Water; it was also a weapon. Moreover, it was the Bloodline. According to ancient legends, the ancestors were born from the Pool Water.

It was a gift and a test. The result was satisfying yet troubling.

The trouble was unexpected but also expected. A Continent revived from the brink of death could not have only one “Saint.” The person who could shield the Pool Water must have also reached this level.

Kano stepped forward and asked softly, “Who interfered with the connection of the Pool Water before?”

The Pool Water stirred, and the mist began to disperse and gather. But after waiting for a while, the people only saw swirling mist.

“Who was it?” he asked again.

But there was still little change, only the mist churned slightly more intensely. Under everyone’s gaze, the mist swirled and gradually calmed down.

That was it. What about the answer? The people looked at each other.

“Is it one of our tribe members?”

The mist slowly wriggled, as if hesitating, before finally condensing into a large “Yes.”

“Is it male or female?”

Faced with this simple question, the mist suddenly froze, as if encountering an enormous problem. After a moment, it churned violently, excited to find the answer. A large “He,” representing a male, appeared.

“What does he look like?”

The mist began to swirl and spiral again…

A young Priest thought of something and shouted very rudely, “I know! How he looks when he is with his family! How he appears before his parents!”

The mist slowly revealed the image of a young boy. Beneath clear Facial Markings, he had a face that looked extremely similar to that young girl’s.

The people, who were originally somewhat annoyed, were stunned by this scene. Kano also turned to signal the young man to continue.

“Who is the strongest person?”

The boy changed into the girl.

“What is their relationship?”

…

“Who is stronger?”

The mist churned again, and the images rapidly changed. There was a boy with dark circles under his eyes, and a girl with a slightly red forehead, until the two stood side by side. The boundary between light and dark split the siblings in two. They stood in their respective Worlds, evenly matched.

Kano’s expression changed slightly. A tribe exiled for who knows how many years had actually given birth to two “Saints.”

There would surely be more Saints. A revived Continent was full of opportunities, unlike here, which had long been solidified and saturated, forming too many difficult-to-break limitations.

As that drop of Pool Water expanded and grew, and as it came into contact with more and more tribe members there, it would soon provide them with more useful information.

He was now very interested in that young boy, a being both human and non-human. That boy was actually able to block the Bloodline connection. If it weren’t for that young girl, it would have taken who knows how long to discover his existence.

The speed of the Desolate Continent’s revival was somewhat beyond expectations. From the initial discovery of that young girl in one Temple to finally gaining everyone’s attention, their reaction was not slow, but it was still too passive.

The Dragons must have foreseen something as well, which was why they actively participated. First, it was a young female Dragon, followed by two strong young male Dragons.

The Dragons’ enthusiasm made them uneasy. Many couldn’t help but wonder, “What are they trying to do?”

It was already well-known that there was a Prophet hidden among the Ancestral Dragons. When they actively participated in something, although mostly for profit, it also indicated that the risks were still within an acceptable range.

Prophecy and foresight were just one of countless possibilities, a fragment of countless branches. A single fragment alone could not explain anything. Only when multiple fragments were obtained could the direction of an event be roughly speculated. But trying to obtain continuous multiple fragments was not much different from relying on luck.

Usually, the two races would refer to each other’s prophecies for comparison, but even so, there were many jokes. Often, it was more like assessing risk—whether a fragment contained hidden opportunities and what price needed to be paid for those opportunities. But such cooperation usually involved hiding information that could not be disclosed to outsiders, so it was not uncommon for them to hinder each other.

The two sides reluctantly cooperated amidst mixed feelings of love and hate, and each had their own gains. However, as they experienced more things together, the secrets they kept from each other also increased.

Trust or distrust gradually came with various conditions, and risk assessment gradually extended to each other.

Kano was annoyed by the two male Dragons that followed, because he guessed from this that the Dragons had already gained benefits. This inevitably made people feel resentful. Their benefits were still being planned, while the other side had taken the lead. Although if this plan succeeded, their gains would be unimaginable, the feeling of being taken advantage of was still uncomfortable.

He took two more drops of Pool Water from the Mother Pool, but Kano suddenly felt irritable. He was about to turn and leave but stopped. This kind of emotion should not appear in him. He was a Saint, a being nearly Immortal.

He suddenly realized that something was about to happen!

What would happen? With this question, his gaze subconsciously moved to the Pool Water. There, his face was rapidly decaying and drying up, gradually scattering with the wind.