Chapter 145 The Otherwordly Girl

Third Person's POV

The massive cliff which was shaped like a spear tip created a sheltered meadow beneath it.

Its protection led to the creation of a hidden sanctuary untouched by the deluge.

The meadow below the cliff was a breathtaking sight. There were gardens of emerald grass dotted with flowers of every color and shape.

The air was alive with the hum of elemental energy of all the affinities and a deep crystal-clear pond reflected the sky and the slanted rock ceiling above.

The meadow stretched across forty to fifty acres and it seemed like a verdant oasis carved into the unrelenting and unforgiving deluge.

Trees with leaves like stained glass arched over the pond and their branches swayed gently in the breeze.

The occasional spray from the waterfall parted to its two sides by the spear-shaped cliff added to the meadow's ethereal beauty and created a sense of tranquility that belied the power of the cascade above.

Nyx hovered outside the meadow with her dark wings casting an ominous shadow over the vibrant pool nestled in the heart of the enormous expanse.

Her piercing gaze swept diagonally across the vast stretch of land and her focus was drawn to the still pool in the middle.

Though it spanned nearly twenty acres, it was not large enough to be called a lake rather, it could only be classified as a pond.

She had seen innumerable ponds and water bodies of such scale in the Bloom Haven Continent.

Yet, none had been quite like this.

Crystal pink and blue lotuses adorned its edges as their luminescent petals shimmered under the sunlight while ethereal trees with crystalline bark full of green moss stretched their branches above them and formed a breathtaking paradise.

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Willow trees draped their silver leaves over the water's edge, and a variety of flora of magical origin thrived in abundance.

Nyx knew that if even a single one of these lotuses were discovered beyond this secluded haven, it would spark an uproar and a violent conflict would definitely occur for its possession.

This was one of the reasons she had traveled so far, leaving the comfort of her own continent to come to a place she would have otherwise avoided at all costs.

But for the well-being of her little disciple, she had no choice.

What can I do? These lotuses can only grow in her lair and the only place in the world I know that nurtures them.

Nyx sighed inwardly. As much as she disliked being here, she understood the necessity.

These Astral Serenity Lotuses were vital to ensure that her little Ethan didn't succumb to his condition.

Given the fragile and limbo state of his soul, the risk of him falling prey to the malefic entities of the Astral Realm was terrifyingly high.

And she knew all too well that he was nowhere near strong enough to resist them, let alone protect himself.

Just as she was lost in thought, her gaze flickered to the side and her sharp senses caught a movement in the distance.

There, perched at the very edge of the meadow where the thunderous waterfall crashed down sat a young woman of around nineteen or twenty years of age.

The cascading water created a continuous misty shower and its cool droplets drenched her slender figure as she basked in its embrace.

Long, silvery-white hair cascaded over her shoulders and glistened under the refracted light of the rainbow that arched above her.

Her delicate features were serene and her closed eyes and slightly upturned face gave the impression that she was fully savoring this moment and was lost in the tranquil pleasure of nature's touch.

Despite the lack of a smile on her beautiful face, there was an undeniable sense of contentment that radiated from her.

She clutched at her platinum dress and prevented it from slipping any further down her breasts as it clung to her dampened form and revealed the smooth porcelain skin of her neck and bare shoulders.

The scene was almost surreal and seemed to be a dream-like illusion of beauty beyond mortal comprehension.

She sat upon the highest rocks near the open cave-like meadow and seemed to be completely at ease despite the precariousness of her position.

Her closed eyelids bore natural eyeshadows that enhanced her ethereal appearance.

Anyone unfamiliar with her might wonder why she wore makeup in the wild but Nyx knew better.

This was no artificial embellishment but it was the part of her very being and an inextricable trait of her existence.

Water continuously streamed down her skin and drenched her hair and clothes but she remained unmoving and was obviously reveling in the moment.

But the most striking part of her appearance was the twin silvery-white dragon horns that adorned her head.

They gleamed under the sunlight and resembled a magnificent crystal crown that added to the majestic allure that surrounded her figure.

As if sensing Nyx's unwavering gaze, the girl's drooping eyelids fluttered open just slightly.

Cerulean-blue irises shimmered beneath her thick white lashes though she made no move to fully acknowledge Nyx's presence.

Her demeanor spoke volumes as she was utterly unbothered by the unexpected visitor who had intruded upon her sanctuary.

Nyx scoffed and was already accustomed to this narcissistic and arrogant attitude of hers. This young girl was obviously not as young as she appeared to be.

"Stop pretending, Isha," Nyx called out in her calm voice laced with authority.

"I know you sensed my presence the moment I crossed the cloudy layer."

She infused her voice with a slight pressure and allowed a fraction of her aura to ripple through the air.

The force was enough to momentarily disturb the shower of water cascading over the girl named Isha and disrupt the serene atmosphere she had been enjoying.

The provocation worked like she had expected.

Isha's eyes snapped open and her pupils contracted into sharp slits as she countered the pressure with her own aura and effortlessly pushed Nyx's away.