Chapter 354 - The Signal Tower of the Dragon Oak Mother Tree

"Could I give it a try?" Gaven was eager to test his skills, even though the other had said that a legendary druid had failed to enlighten this Mage Tower, there was no peace without trying it personally."Try what?"

"Enlightening the Rose Tower!"

"You know the art of Enlightenment?"

"Yes, my Enlightenment is not a professional ability, but comes from a covenant with the Fairy Wilderness."

"I see, Mr. Gaven, if you wish to try, we naturally won’t object, but you are bound to be disappointed."

Having obtained permission, Gaven wasted no further words, and chose an exposed root beneath the Rose Tower, sat down cross-legged, and began the Enlightenment.

As soon as the Enlightenment began, Gaven knew the reason the Rose Tower couldn’t be enlightened.

Previously, whenever he started the Enlightenment, even if the initial consciousness didn’t actively approach him, he could at least feel it clearly, which allowed him to try to get closer and make contact with it.

But this time, he couldn’t find the initial consciousness of the Rose Tower at all, so the Enlightenment naturally couldn’t proceed.

There were two possibilities for this situation.

One was that, though the Rose Tower appeared to be a great tree, it had actually become a dead object, naturally lacking initial consciousness.

The other was that the initial consciousness of the Rose Tower was too vast and its frequency too high, surpassing his own range of touch.

Compared to the first possibility, Gaven was more inclined to believe in the second, because a legendary druid had attempted to enlighten it.

This meant that the legendary druid believed it was a living being, a giant tree that was alive.

Such a high-end initial consciousness was beyond his reach; he wondered whether the Dragon Oak Mother Tree could make contact.

Thinking of it, Gaven immediately reached out to the Dragon Oak Mother Tree.

This time, contacting the Dragon Oak Mother Tree was unprecedentedly simple. As soon as he sent out the signal, the phantasm of the Dragon Oak Mother Tree emerged on the other end. Then, the vast Life Force surged forth, flowing through his body as a bridge, unceasingly pouring into the Rose Tower.

This scene was all too familiar.

It was just like when he had planted the seed of the Dragon Oak Mother Tree at the top of Eagle Cliff.

However, the Dragon Oak Mother Tree’s seed belonged to an extension of the Dragon Oak Mother Tree. It was natural for it to withstand the infusion of the Life Force from the Dragon Oak Mother Tree.

Now the Rose Tower could accept the infusion too.

Could it be that his previous speculation was wrong, that the situation of the Rose Tower wasn’t the second possibility, but the first one – that it was no longer a pure living being, but merely a shell, and now the Dragon Oak Mother Tree was taking it over, nestling in foreign branches?

If that’s the case...

Could the Rose Tower open a Dragon Oak Portal just like the Dragon Oak had done?

"What is this? How is this possible?"

The Thorn Spirit Leader Deep was staring in disbelief at everything unfolding before him.

A terrifying phantasm of a giant tree appeared behind Gaven, with the Life Force swirling inside it.

When the Thorn Spirits first met him, they had seen such a scene.

But at that time, it was more of a display of presence, with the phantasm of the Dragon Oak Mother Tree fleetingly visible, and their understanding of its size and power wasn’t very clear.

This time was different. With the Rose Tower as a point of reference, the true height of the Dragon Oak Mother Tree became apparent. Their pride, the Rose Tower, seemed like a sapling just beginning to grow.

As the Life Force poured in massively, the Rose Tower began to tremble uncontrollably, giving the illusion of coming to life. Its bark started to bulge and overlap, resembling dragon scales.

Could he really enlighten the Rose Tower?

He, a non-druid, could achieve what a legendary druid couldn’t?

Just who was he? Really just a Half-Elf bound by a covenant with the Fairy Wilderness?

"What’s happening?" Numerous Thorn Spirits slid down from the Rose Tower in panic.

Leading them was a Thorn Spirit with a crown of thorns, who glanced seriously at Deep and demanded, "What on earth is happening?"

"Lord Ian," the Thorn Spirit Leader hurriedly bowed and replied, "This is Mr. Gaven I told you about earlier, the one who has a covenant with the Fairy Wilderness. He also excels in Enlightenment and wanted to try on the Rose Tower. Considering the legendary druid’s failed attempt, I agreed. I didn’t expect that he actually had the ability to enlighten the Rose Tower. Can it be that the Enlightenment of the Fairy Wilderness is different from ours in the Material Plane?"

"Enlightenment is Enlightenment, how could there be a difference?" Druid Ian said solemnly, "This is not simply Enlightenment; the crux lies in the giant tree behind him. It is not a mere phantasm but truly exists. It is using its own Strength to infuse and transform the Rose Tower."

Druids are druids, their sensitivity to natural forces far surpasses that of ordinary people, including the Fae Race, who are called the children of nature. They saw the root of the problem at a glance.

"Transforming the Rose Tower? Could it affect the Rose Tower?" asked the Thorn Spirit Leader with a bit of concern, "What should we do then? Should we interrupt him?"

"Don’t act rashly, interrupting him might lead to unexpected changes," Ian quickly warned, "What he is guiding over is the purest Life Force. Even if it is transforming, it is a beneficial transformation. Let’s wait and see."

Finally, the Druid Thorn Spirit couldn’t help but rebuke, "Please don’t just agree to such things next time, ask me first."

"Sorry, sorry, sorry," the Thorn Spirit Leader apologized repeatedly, "There won’t be a next time. Next time I will definitely notify Lord Ian first."

How could there possibly be a next time?

Ian was about to lecture more when he suddenly froze, his face filled with disbelief, "Can you feel it?"

"Feel what?"

"Another world, a spirit world!"

"A spirit world? Huh, I think I hear a calling voice, is that what you mean?"

"I’ve felt it too, I can sense the presence of our kind here," he said.

"Could this be the legendary Fairy Wilderness?"

"It’s impossible for this to be the Fairy Wilderness, as the Fairy Wilderness also belongs to the Material Plane, not the Mental Plane. This place gives me the impression that it’s more like a dream realm."

"A dream realm? Is this why we felt the call but couldn’t perceive it any further? Do we need to enter the dream realm in order to deeply connect with this spirit world?"

"That’s right, the spiritual world you’re sensing is indeed the dream realm, the Dragon Oak Dream Realm, the common dream of the Fae Race. If you want to go in, you must fall asleep, and I can guide you there."

A voice resounded in the minds of all the Fae Race.

"Mr. Gaven?" Deep exclaimed in surprise, turning his head to look. The Half-Elf still had his eyes closed, seemingly still immersed in enlightenment.

"Yes, it’s me. I am speaking to you through soul consciousness," Gaven explained the current situation briefly.

This wasn’t true enlightenment; he was simply an energy conduit that didn’t require any attention at all, naturally leaving him with the capacity to pay attention to his surroundings.

The situation had far exceeded Gaven’s expectations.

But the outcome was a delightful surprise to him.

With the surging infusion of the Dragon Oak Mother Tree’s life force, Rose Tower was becoming more like a Dragon Oak, most notably represented by its dragon scale bark.

Rose Tower showed no signs of enlightenment but had instead become like the Dragon Oak Acorn Tree at Eagle Cliff Top, an extension of the Dragon Oak Mother Tree.

The Dragon Oak Acorn Tree at Eagle Cliff Top couldn’t be enlightened either; it was the first thing Gaven thought to enlighten, just like it.

However, the feedback showed that it was part of the Dragon Oak Mother Tree and fundamentally incapable of enlightenment.

It was apparently the same case for Rose Tower, which so far showed no signs of opening the Dragon Oak Portal.

However, it did have another function of the Dragon Oak Acorn Trees: connecting to the Dragon Oak Mother Tree and allowing the Dragon Oak Dream Realm to descend upon the Material Plane.

Simply put, Rose Tower would become a signal tower of the Material Plane, able to receive signals from the Dragon Oak Mother Tree, through which one could enter the Dragon Oak Dream Realm.

The Thorn Spirits looked at each other, seemingly unable to believe what Gaven was saying.

The common dream of the Fae Race, they had never heard of such a thing’s existence.

Yet their perceptions couldn’t be deceiving them.

Even if the Thorn Spirits were responsible beings, they were still part of the Fae Race, with a curiosity no less than that of other Fae Races, especially concerning such inconceivable matters.

Some bold Thorn Spirits volunteered, "I’ll give it a try and see what this common dream of the Fae Race is all about. Wait for my message."

Having said that, those Thorn Spirits found a corner, lay down, closed their eyes and immediately went into a trance.

Like Elves, the Fae Race also doesn’t need sleep; they substitute it with trance meditation, controlling it naturally and effortlessly.

Gaven guided them into the Dragon Oak Dream Realm with practiced ease, in the blink of an eye.

With a large number of Fae Race joining, the stability of the Dragon Oak Dream Realm had become incomparably more solid than at the beginning.

Its completeness was also beyond initial comparison.

The Dragon Oak Dream Realm now had a batch of operational personnel at the grassroots level—those combining reality with dreams.

The Dragon Oak Dream Realm was no longer just a pure dream; it was the soul consciousness of the War Giant Tree.

And this soul consciousness, to manipulate the War Giant Tree and set it in motion, had to achieve a flow of energy, one guided by the Dragon Oak Dream Realm.

These grassroots operators were mainly responsible for observing and collecting information about this aspect, and then handing it over to Virginia for more systematic fine-tuning.

This perfection also manifested in the login guidance system.

The Dragon Oak Mother Tree now had a clear backend program; as long as one met the concrete requirements and left a Soul Totem, they could enter it.

Dragon Oak Dream Realm guides—the Pikespirits—would appear before first-time arrivals in an instant, verify the information of the entrants, and provide them with a basic explanation, letting them understand the basics of the Dragon Oak Dream Realm and ensuring they find enough entertainment here.

Only in this way would they devote time to enter this place often, becoming one of the cornerstones of the Dragon Oak Dream Realm.

Many things here were evolving rapidly, including entertainment activities, much of it self-taught.

Gaven didn’t dare to rashly introduce too much fast-food-style entertainment, to avoid cases of neglecting sleep and food. Besides special staff, the login time for others was still limited to ensure neither reality nor the dream world was neglected.

How could these Thorn Spirits have ever seen such dazzling forms of entertainment? ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ ɴovel(ꜰ)ɪre.nᴇt

Many were nearly captivated on the spot. By sheer force of their great sense of responsibility, they managed to pull themselves away and described to their companions what they saw and heard in the Dragon Oak Dream Realm.

"It’s indeed the common dream of the Fae Race. Although those Fae Race turned into various species, the aura they emit can’t be mistaken," they said.

"There are so many Fae Races inside, tens of thousands, more than all the Fae Races I’ve seen in my life combined."

"They were holding banquets, poetry contests, fashion shows, and many other interesting things..."

"It’s a magical world that can’t be fully summarized in words. Come and feel it for yourselves, there’s no discomfort at all."

The Thorn Spirits who had just taken a tour in the Dragon Oak Dream Realm excitedly described their experiences to their friends and family, using gestures and dance.

At that moment, they suddenly felt that their words were so inadequate and hollow, incapable of describing even a tenth of what they had seen and heard.

After giving a rough account, they were eager to enter the trance again, anxious to return to the dream realm.

Their vague descriptions and eagerness to return to the dream realm piqued the curiosity of even more Thorn Spirits who couldn’t resist experiencing it for themselves.

As one might expect, they were engrossed in the dream realm, unable to tear themselves away.