bullyxtreme Chapter 241 Homecoming
Chapter 241 Homecoming
Light gray clouds floated loosely in the sky, and even in the arid desert, rain was a rare occurrence.
The gloomy clouds stretched out and deepened towards the rainforest, and in the distance, bright lightning could already be seen streaking across the sky.
A raindrop fell into Naxi Da's palm. It was probably raining heavily in Sumeru City at this time as well.
The little deity sighed softly, a hint of weariness faintly appearing on her delicate face.
From Sumeru's capital city to the towering cliffs of Liyue, and then to the depths of the Thousand Sands, the journey of healing elemental beings corrupted by forbidden knowledge truly consumed a significant amount of elemental power.
Fortunately, all the elemental life forms have now gathered, and this unexpected journey is about to come to an end.
If we can find the Grass Dragon Apep and cleanse the Oasis Heart of pollution, we can help them rebuild their home.
"King of Grass... We've arrived, home... Let's go home."
The floating wind mushroom beast shook its hat, and behind it, a circle of elemental life forms slowly came to a stop.
The distant sand dunes stretched endlessly, shrouded in a chaotic sandstorm, obscuring their exact shape.
Even the raindrops were scattered by the wind, scattering haphazardly onto the nearby sand, soaking the area.
Going home... Is this their home?
Scattered fragments were washed ashore by the waves of memory, and Nasita felt a moment of disorientation, silently lowering her gaze.
Going home... In the human language system, this is truly a very warm and comforting word...
Just like a ship returning to harbor after sailing at sea, no matter how big the storm is, or whether it returns fully loaded or empty-handed, the harbor is always lit with warm lights.
Yes... going home. She once had a home too.
During her imprisonment, she also transformed into a bird to listen to the lit windows at night, to hear the laughter of a family of three coming from the warm light.
Should a high and mighty deity also cherish and yearn for such feelings? In truth, Nasita did not know.
But undeniably, she liked that feeling.
Time flows quietly through such dreams, passing five hundred years silently, like a static painting.
Until, the gates of Jingshan Palace were pushed open once again.
Nasita still remembers that day. The meditation palace, which should have been the solemn and serene place of the previous Grass God, changed overnight.
Light green curtains were hung by the window, the bookshelves were replaced with a fireplace and tables and chairs, and the former cage disappeared.
If those old-fashioned sages saw this, they would probably fly into a rage and mutter something about disrespecting the gods.
She lay on her brand-new hammock, peeking out cautiously like an ordinary child, watching her sage stirring the syrup in the pot not far away, and secretly smiling.
At that moment, she knew that from now on, this place would no longer just be her bedroom, but also her home.
No, it's not just her home, it's their home together.
She thought these days would go on forever, that someone would always be waiting for her to come home, or that she would be at home, waiting for him to come home.
In this family, she is not Bouyer, not the goddess of wisdom; she is just an ordinary girl named Nasita.
She knew he loved her, and she loved him too, and that was enough. In that moment, humanity ultimately triumphed over divinity.
Nothing can separate them, not even time. This story will never end, right?
And so the goddess fell asleep in the dream woven by the sage, and when she awoke, the moon had vanished.
When she woke up from her dream, the little deity had obtained everything she had ever longed for.
The return of the Tree King, the defeat of the taboo, the support of the people—all that was once out of reach appeared before our eyes like flowers and candies at the Flower Goddess's birthday festival, as if in a dream.
However, she felt no joy. Among the cheering figures, something was missing, and someone was missing.
She didn't know what it was. She looked at the warmly decorated Jingshan Palace, but couldn't recall anything related to it.
Why? Is this... really my home?
Nasita sat in the small hammock, the familiar palace feeling somewhat alien to her, and she suddenly felt like crying.
She gained everything, yet seemed to have lost everything. Jing Shan Palace remained the same, but it seemed... nothing was left.
Jingshan Palace is still Jingshan Palace, and the little house is still cozy, but just like before, she is alone again.
All she has left are those scattered fragments of "home," the one filled with dates and honey, soaked in tears in her memories, yet she can no longer piece together that sweet taste.
Going home... but where is her home...?
A dark dragon shadow emerged from the sandstorm, roaring with a mournful cry of painful struggle.
The elemental beings were at a loss, for it was a warning from one of the seven dragon kings who once ruled Teyvat: Do not come near!
“Little life! Little god! Leave my territory! You cannot survive here! I do not need to be saved, especially not by you! Buyer!”
"Leave! Leave! You existed for only a fleeting moment, yet you rely on the majesty of the heavens and call yourself the lord of this place!"
"Foolish! I will not thank you! You are personally reviving the dragon that is about to destroy Sumeru and the Seven Kingdoms! Get out!"
"Truth is a shackle that even the god of wisdom cannot escape. I have already paid the price for it, and sooner or later you will too! Leave!"
The dragon's roar and mad ravings echoed with the storm, repeatedly warning her to leave. This was the Grass Dragon King's final warning, one of her few acts of kindness and reason.
The elemental beings behind him remained silent, and the tiny god, facing the sky-covering sandstorm, uttered only one sentence.
"But they still want to go home... Having survived the 'apocalypse,' they haven't given up on that world. What about you?"
At least they still have hope of finding their home, while her home can only remain forever asleep in her memories and dreams.
The storm paused briefly, and the dragon's shadow gazed at the tiny life, seeing something in the eyes of a god.
Is this your choice, Buyer?
The ruined oasis revealed its grotesque face to them, a wreckage beneath the embers of "apocalypse".
The elemental life forms remained silent, but they slowly began to move forward, embracing that withered heart.
"If growing up is for the purpose of going home, then it can be considered as fulfilling one's wish."
Even in our new home, there will be no trace of us.
Their figures gradually blurred, turning into clusters of light, drifting and swaying like scattered stars across the sky.
The flower buds, transformed from grass elements, enveloped the heart of the oasis, blocking the light from entering the barrier—this was Nasita.
"King of Grass, I'm sad, no, here, home, no, we're going home."
"Even the king of grass, must go home..."
The floating wind mushroom beast drifted by, but Nasita simply picked it up gently and softly pushed it away from the barrier.
Going home... Actually, she hasn't had a home for a long time.
Their power alone is not enough to heal the heart of the oasis, a fact she, being an elemental being herself, is well aware of.
The Grass Dragon is already very weak and cannot suppress the remaining pollution for much longer; at most, it will not exceed ten years.
When she is exhausted and her life comes to an end, the entire desert, the entire Mount Sumeru, and even Teyvat will be affected.
Nasita gently placed her hand on the heart of the oasis, her delicate four-leaf clover eyes calm as still water, perhaps even with a hint of relief.
The Grass Dragon must be cured, no matter the cost, otherwise the consequences of the pollution outbreak will be unimaginable.
Perhaps, she will exhaust her elemental power, lose her memories and emotions, and revert to her original form... a tiny seed, or a tiny branch.
But she had already weighed the costs before coming here.
Protecting Sumeru is her duty as a deity, while stopping them might be a little selfish of hers.
She wanted them to return home intact.
The grass elemental power slowly glowed, and Narcida quietly embraced the heart of the oasis, just like the one on the statue.
In her final moments, the little deity was still smiling. Perhaps at that moment, she recalled the dream from two years ago and understood the meaning behind his last look.
Compared to you being abandoned by everyone and relying on me for survival, I would rather you be blessed with everything and loved by the whole world.
Even if we forget each other in the vast world, even if this world completely forgets me.
But, Amu, do you know that I haven't been happy at all these years?
Countless times I've wanted to go back to the past, to be that caged bird in the Pure Land Palace, as long as you're by my side.
It's silly, isn't it? Perhaps I'm not suited to be the god of wisdom, and in the end, I still let you down.
To live a good life, but Nasita couldn't.
However, let's talk about apologizing later.
There's a fairy tale in Sumeru: Don't be sad about the passing of the deceased, because they were worried that you wouldn't have enough to eat or wear, and they were just preparing your home for the next life in advance, right?
The train leads to another world, where the platform is filled with waiting people. This is not a tragedy, but a reunion.
You'll come to pick me up, just like before.
She saw a familiar figure appear before her, so the girl gently closed her eyes and rushed into his arms.
See, Naxida kept her promise.
I've caught up with you, Amu, let's go home.
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