Quick Transmigration: Survive to the End

Chapter 543 World 1

This... isn't this the realm of gods?

As Yin Yin thought about how this divine space had transformed from a barren, white wasteland into a lush, verdant place with babbling brooks, and about the god whose face she couldn't see, many thoughts in her mind came together.

"So you chose me on purpose."

no answer.

Yinyin looked up at the sky.

"why?"

There was still no movement; even the writing that used to appear before my eyes had not materialized.

Yinyin puffed up her cheeks in anger.

"Mysterious Light!"

Her voice seemed to trigger some signal, and the flowers and trees in front of her moved aside automatically, revealing a path.

Yinyin strode forward, only to see a blade of ice-blue grass at the end of the road.

Unlike when Yinyin saw it before, the plants were already covered in flower buds, and they were about to bloom.

Yinyin vaguely saw her own reflection in the flower bud and couldn't help but stop in her tracks.

She crouched down to examine it closely, confirming that it was almost identical to the image she had seen through that tree in the martial arts world, except that the flower buds of this plant looked much smaller.

So small that it seems like it could be broken with a light touch.

Yinyin reached out her hand, paused for a long time, but still didn't touch it.

Just as she was about to withdraw her hand, the flower bud seemed to have a spirit, and took the initiative to come closer to her fingertip and gently touch it.

Is this a staged accident or a staged accident?

A wave of dizziness washed over her, and Yin Yin closed her eyes and fell forward.

Just before she landed, the little grass seedling in front of her suddenly grew and swallowed her whole, then quickly shrank back down, but the flower looked much bigger than before.

If it was only the size of a fingernail before, it has now become as big as a peony.

The surrounding scenery quickly expanded outwards, with flowers, trees, and shrubs gradually being added, and towering ancient trees rising from the ground.

However, Yin Yin was unaware of all of this.

Just as she didn't know that the grass that originally grew on the ground was suddenly lifted into the air by the tallest tree and continued to grow due to changes in the environment.

Yinyin was still asleep in the flower bud when, not long after, a tall, stern-faced beauty with pointed ears appeared from afar.

Seeing the situation before her, she could no longer maintain her initial indifference.

She carefully set up a protective magic shield next to where Yin Yin was before she felt safe to send the message to her elders.

"Elders, come quickly! The grass on the mother tree that never opened its flower bud has grown so much overnight, it looks like it's about to bloom!"

When her letter arrived, everyone was discussing matters in the Elf King's main hall. Upon hearing this, not only the elders but even the Elf King himself immediately rose and headed towards the Elf Mother Tree.

“Garcia,” the Elf King called out, “prepare for the birth.”

Just as Garcia, the first elf to appear, was about to help, the Elf King reached out and caught Yinyin, who had fallen out of the flower's heart as it bloomed.

Newborn from the flower, Yin Yin was only the size of a thumb. She sat up, propped up by the Elf King's hand, and looked around at the beautiful women with some curiosity.

Indeed, these people were staring at Yin Yin, and Yin Yin was also looking at them curiously.

Yinyin keenly heard elves whispering.

"By the God of Light, this child is so small and beautiful. His ice-blue wings are truly one of the most dreamlike colors in the world."

what did you say?

Yinyin hadn't experienced such a language barrier in many years. Following their gaze, she turned her head and caught a glimpse of the color of the wings out of the corner of her eye. After thinking for a moment, she decided to control her wings and take off.

Unfortunately, she was just one step away from success.

At least the little wings did their best to keep her suspended in the air, didn't they?

“Stella,” the Elf King said, looking at her, “the stars in the night sky are your name.”

"Stella?" Yin Yin heard him speak seriously and solemnly, so she repeated a short sentence, but the pronunciation was awkward and stiff. Because her little wings did not flap in time, she fell down.

Fortunately, the Elf King did not remove his hand, so she was not hurt from the fall, but was a little dazed.

The Elf King chuckled, just as he was about to hand her over to a suitable person to take care of her, when he saw the flower above move and fall down, landing directly on Stella's head.

"oops!"

The newborn little fairy was hit on the head by a large flower and lay flat on its back.

Seeing this, the Elf King reached out and touched the flower with his finger. The flower immediately transformed into a wreath with a water droplet ornament hanging from its head, which was firmly fixed to her head.

Yinyin touched the flower wreath on her head.

Great, it feels familiar.

I originally thought that bringing Xuan Guang back to the sect would not be a difficult task, but now, looking at the situation, it seems more and more like we have suddenly entered a new mission world.

Moreover, it's a completely different world from her previous system, where everything has to be started from scratch.

There were no hints, no information about the mission, and no idea whether Senior Brother Xuan Guang was here.

But Yinyin felt that these things could wait; the most urgent thing was to study.

That's right. At least you need to learn to speak first, understand what others are saying, and be able to communicate. That's the key.

Yin Yin's thoughts were pulled back by the Elf King's fingertip placed on her head.

The Elf King gently ruffled her hair before asking, "Have all the newborn fairies of this year been born?"

An elf came out and answered: "The fairy elder sent word a few days ago that three little fairies have been born and are currently in the nursery."

"Does the King intend to send Stella along as well?"

The Elf King did not answer immediately, but instead raised his hand to be parallel to his own and looked at Yin Yin, calling out, "Stella."

Upon hearing the familiar syllables, Yin Yin looked at the Elf King, but it wasn't until he repeated them several times that Yin Yin realized that Stella was her new name.

“Oh, poor Stella,” Garcia said with concern, “could it be that this child doesn’t have inherited memories and can’t speak?”

The freshly baked S. Indira only felt that Garcia opened his mouth and made a singing sound, which was nice, but she couldn't understand it at all.

She glanced at Garcia, then quietly moved closer to the Elf King, flapped her little wings, and flew directly onto his shoulder, using his drooping golden hair to cover herself.

“What a shy little girl,” Garcia’s guess was confirmed by more elves.

They suggested to the Elf King: "Your Majesty, Stella needs guidance. She is a little fairy born from the companion plant of the Mother Tree, and should also be the offspring of our Elf race. We should choose a guide for her as we would for a newborn Elf cub."

Upon hearing this, the surrounding elves straightened their backs and looked at the Elf King expectantly.

The Elf King nodded: "I will personally serve as Stella's guide."

The surrounding elves were somewhat disappointed, but also felt that this was to be expected.

After all, Stella was born from the plants that had been with the mother tree for tens of thousands of years, and she was the only little fairy who came from the mother tree's side, so it was good that she was a little special.

Although Stella Inin couldn't understand anything, she still tried her best to discern the emotional changes of the elves around her.

Seeing that they were all friendly to her, Stella felt much more at ease, but she still didn't completely let her guard down.

Aside from the sudden arrival in this world and the resulting maladjustment from knowing nothing, there is also the significant difference in their physical size.

Stella is still a cub, only the size of a thumb. To her, everyone else is a huge, huge giant. To her, the surrounding grass and trees are a primeval forest.

goo~

Stella covered her tummy.

So hungry.

The Elf King, who was discussing Stella's future education with the elves, was taken aback and showed a rare hint of unease.

He took a milk fruit from his storage ring, placed it behind his neck, and softly called out, "Stella."

Stella thought, "It smells so good!" The fruit had a sweet, milky aroma that was incredibly tempting to her.

But she waited until the Elf King called her repeatedly before carefully emerging from her hiding place and flying into the Elf King's hand.

She hugged the purple-skinned fruit, which was even bigger than herself, and looked at the Elf King.

The Elf King nodded, indicating that it was hers.

Stella hugged the fruit and took a big bite.

Thanks for the invitation. Not even a single bite mark was left on the fruit peel.

Stella was stunned.

The Elf King clearly hadn't expected this situation to arise.

Garcia reminded him, "Your Majesty, the peel of the milk fruit is too thick for the cubs. When feeding them, you need to remove some of the peel first."

The Elf King immediately did as he was told, picking off a bit of the milk fruit peel to reveal the white flesh inside.

Stella understood his actions, moved closer to the peeled fruit, and finally took her first bite.

good to eat!

Stella's little feet spread open comfortably as she ate one bite after another until her belly was round and full.

Ignoring the still enormous fruit, she flew to the Elf King, pointed to the remaining juice around her mouth, and made a wiping motion.

The Elf King understood and took out a handkerchief made of some unknown material, unfolding it in front of her.

Stella stopped, carefully lifted a small corner, and meticulously wiped her hands and face clean before returning to the Elf King's shoulder.

The elves watched Stella's movements with doting smiles until she hid herself again, then they regretfully looked away.

An elf tried to dissuade the Elf King: "Your Majesty, we can take good care of little Stella just the same way. There's no need for her to go to the fairy tribe to study."

The Elf King shook his head: "Stella needs friends her own age, and she is too young and lacks sufficient magic power. Directly learning elven magic would harm her."

The elves were annoyed, but they did not try to object again.

Garcia tentatively asked, "Then, after Stella finishes her studies, can we bring her back?"

"Why not?" the Elf King said. "It's only basic courses that can be learned among the elves. But for more advanced subjects, such as foreign languages, music, dance, and archery, are there any better teachers than the elves?"

The elves finally smiled and praised the Elf King's decision.

But at this moment, Stella, having eaten and drunk her fill, could not resist the invasion of sleep and had fallen into a deep sleep on the Elf King's shoulder.

When Stella woke up again, she opened her eyes to a magnificent palace built with various gemstones.

She sat up and realized that she was sleeping on a blanket made of some kind of fleece, and was covered with a fragrant flower petal quilt.

Logically, after such a long time, the petals should have withered and faded due to dehydration, but when Stella saw it, it was still vibrant and full.

Stella flew up and discovered that her little bed was placed at the very top of a luxurious desk.

The documents were laid out open on the table, but unfortunately Stella couldn't recognize a single word and could only roughly remember the flow of the text.

She circled the desk once, intending to go further, but suddenly felt a pang of hunger and immediately stopped herself from doing so.

She looked left and right but couldn't see any food. Instead, her flowers smelled delicious and looked very appetizing.

Stella was alone in the room. She flew back to the small bed, held her petal-covered quilt, thought for a moment, and took the first bite.

Ok……

Just as I imagined, it was fragrant, soft, sweet, and had a smooth and delicious texture.

Before she knew it, Stella had finished eating her little floral quilt.

Stella thought of the familiar handkerchief beside the documents, flew over, carefully wiped her mouth, rested for a moment, and then explored further.

“Oh, I’m so sorry,” Garcia’s voice came from the doorway, “Little Stella, you’re already awake. I thought you were going to sleep a little longer.”

Seeing that the flower-covered blanket on the crib was gone, Garcia breathed a sigh of relief: "Luckily, I left you some edible petals beforehand."

As Garcia spoke, he placed a transparent crystal plate on the table, which contained small pieces of fruit.

"These are some milk fruits I just prepared for you, Stella. Would you like some more?"

Stella couldn't understand and was already full, so although the fruit on the crystal plate smelled delicious, she didn't touch it.

Garcia was disappointed, but he didn't do anything extra. He just stood by and watched her gently.

Stella maintained her persona and hid behind the ink bottle on the table.

Garcia covered his face, even more mesmerized: "Such an adorable little cub."

The door creaked open again, and the Elf King entered.

Seeing the scene before him, he first asked Garcia to leave before going to his desk and calling for Stella.

Stella emerged from behind the ink bottle and flew to him.

The Elf King smiled and pointed to himself, saying, "**"

Stella stared blankly for a moment, then followed him to learn the difficult syllables.

After Stella could speak, he used a wooden stick to pick up a small piece of fruit and presented it to her, saying each word clearly: "Milk fruit."

Stella understood that he was teaching her to speak, and she immediately became enthusiastic about learning.

The Elf King waited for her to learn several times before placing a whole milk fruit in the middle and continuing to teach her.

Before long, he matched words like "milk fruit" and "eat" with the correct words and spoke them in a very convincing way.

Seeing that she was learning quickly and was very enthusiastic about teaching, the Elf King soon took her out again to teach her some common words.

Fortunately, Stella wasn't a complete novice, and with her cultivation period as a foundation, her mind didn't get confused when she suddenly received a large number of new words.

She had only studied for half a day and was exhausted, so she was hungry again.

The plate of sliced ​​milk fruit on the table was perfect for making food for her.

Not long after Stella finished eating, new guests arrived at the palace.

They looked like elves, were of similar size, and had wings on their backs.

If Stella were scaled up proportionally, she might be about the same size as them.

As Stella was thinking this, three cubs about the same size as her peeked out from behind the guest.

The cubs were overjoyed to see Stella and rushed over to surround her, chattering away.

Stella looked at them blankly.

Slow down, slow down, I don't understand!