Elven Kingdom, back courtyard.

Jennings, extremely excited, shouted, “Queen Lord! It, it—the Elven Tree seed has sprouted!”

The Elven Queen immediately looked down.

On the stone table, a seed of the Elven Tree had sprouted, full of vibrant life. The Elven Queen was momentarily stunned and, after a long gaze, turned to Enzo and asked, “How did you do it?”

Enzo presented a bottle of green liquid and said, “With this.”

The Elven Queen took the glass bottle, removed the cork, and, shocked once more, stood up. With a slightly uncertain tone, she asked, “Is this Life Water?”

Enzo replied, “What else could it be?”

The Elven Queen, unusually flustered, then requested, “Honored guest, I would like to purchase this bottle of Life Water. Please provide a price. This small bottle of Life Water is crucial for the Elven race at the moment.”

Enzo hadn’t expected things to unfold this way.

This also indicated that the Elven race was currently facing some issues.

However, Enzo was not interested in getting involved.

He immediately set a price, saying, “One thousand Spatial Stones, plus information about the supernatural trials.”

“No problem.”

The Elven Queen agreed immediately, anxious not to have Enzo change his mind. Her urgency only piqued Enzo’s curiosity about what might be happening with the Elven race. He wondered how she would react if she knew there was a pond of Life Water at the Crimson Star Tribe’s camp.

After concluding the transaction, the Elven Queen hurriedly left.

Before she departed, she instructed Jennings to attend to Enzo and Eve.

Jennings, not skilled in such matters.

She took Enzo and Eve to another part of the palace where guests of the Elven race stayed. She assigned them to the most luxurious room available.

Then she brought a few bottles of potion.

Enzo, puzzled, asked Jennings, “What is this?”

Jennings candidly replied, “These are for your use during mating. They can significantly enhance your abilities with no side effects.”

Enzo’s face turned ashen as he said, “I don’t need it.”

Eve, amused by Jennings’ bluntness, covered her mouth and said, “Jennings, you can take these back.”

Jennings glanced at Eve and said, “You can use them as well.”

This time, Eve’s expression darkened.

Enzo, smiling, added, “Eve, these are useful. Let’s keep them.”

Eve shot Enzo a glare but reluctantly agreed.

After delivering the items, Jennings, who wasn’t adept at conversation, left promptly, mentioning that they could contact her if they needed anything.

As for the Spatial Stones used for trading the Life Water, a thousand was a considerable amount. Even the Elven race would need a day or two to gather that many.

Regarding the entry to the supernatural trials, Jennings directly informed Enzo.

“At the end of the Trial Road in Elven Homeland, holding a supernatural Trial Crystal will allow you to enter the trial space.”

The Trial Road was quite conspicuous and was located just outside the royal city.

After receiving the desired information, Enzo lay down on the soft bed. Eve, taking the opportunity, climbed over and snuggled close to him, holding the Potion Jennings had just delivered. Whispering, she said, “Enzo, I want to try this.”

With that, Eve drank the potion.

The room where they were staying soon filled with a suggestive atmosphere once again.

…

In the afternoon, Enzo and Eve finally ventured out again.

They quickly left the royal city and headed towards the Trial Road described by Jennings. It was an abandoned path through the forest outside the city, leading to a massive vortex-shaped portal.

At this moment, a large crowd had gathered at the Trial Road.

Most were humans, with some beastfolk, but none from the Elven Homeland.

The crowd seemed larger than expected.

Enzo recalled Melokuhle mentioning that the trials would only commence when the number of participants reached one hundred, but there were already more than that present.

Could something have gone wrong?

As Enzo pondered this, he heard lively chatter from a nearby grove, with words like “trial,” “elves,” and “disaster” faintly audible. Moving closer, he saw a burly bearfolk man speaking loudly.

“I’m telling you, there’s not just one type of trial in the trial space. If you’re lucky, you might encounter other powerful inheritance trials.”

The bearfolk man clearly had a lot of information.

The bearfolk man deliberately lowered his voice, yet it remained loud enough for everyone around to hear.

He spoke mysteriously, “Upon entering the trial space, the first area you’ll encounter is the Trial Plaza. From there, three paths lead to Steles Forest, Death Lair, and Shadow Castle.”

“Steles Forest is filled with numerous Stone Steles, which record many powerful spells, including some legendary ones said to enhance your supernatural abilities.”

This revelation elicited gasps of amazement from the crowd.

But someone questioned, “Such valuable knowledge is just etched on Stone Steles? Doesn’t that mean anyone who participates can simply glance at it and remember it?”

“What are you thinking?”

The bearfolk man sneered, raising his voice. “The great being who created the trial space isn’t foolish. In Steles Forest, you can only remember the spells if you fully comprehend the Stone Steles. Otherwise, once you leave Steles Forest, everything you’ve learned will be forgotten.”

“Ah, I see.” The crowd understood and urged the bearfolk man to continue with information about the other two locations.

The bearfolk man fell silen.

Then he said, “I’ve shared so much, but no one has offered me even a few drops of Elves Water to quench my thirst.”

Elves Water was a valuable currency in the Elven Homeland.

Elves Water was highly sought after. It could be used to make various potions or heal injuries.

Hearing the bearfolk man’s demand, many people cursed him for his cunning, but those eager to learn about the trial space didn’t care much about the Elves Water.

One person even handed over an entire bottle, saying, “Give us the information on the remaining two locations all at once.”

The bearfolk man quickly took the Elves Water.

He smiled ingratiatingly, and continued.

The Death Lair and Shadow Castle, with names indicating danger, lived up to their reputation.

Both were perilous.

In the Death Lair, there were Death Fruits that could directly enhance one’s abilities and strengthen the soul. Additionally, there were valuable items left by previous trial participants.

Shadow Castle was very mysterious.

The bearfolk man wasn’t very knowledgeable about it but mentioned the possibility of encountering dangerous special monsters.

After the information was shared, Enzo’s mind was filled with questions.

Enzo wasn’t questioning the truthfulness of the bearfolk man’s information. His willingness to share it in front of so many people suggested he was confident in his sources.

Moreover, whether the news was true or false could be easily distinguished once they enter the testing space.

The real puzzle for Enzo was why the bearfolk man had not mentioned the Emerald Tower, which Melokuhle had specifically told him about.

This omission made Enzo realize the trial space was likely more complex.

Besides the places mentioned by the bear man, there should be even more secretive places. Those places were the ones where it was possible to obtain powerful inheritance and supernatural treasures.

Having gained valuable information, Enzo and Eve were about to leave the Trial Road when they were stopped by someone.

The person who stopped them was the one who had given the bearfolk man a bottle of Elves Water.

He introduced himself, saying, “I’m Farrell from the Yellow Scorpion Tribe in Dune Territory.”

Enzo, slightly irritated, asked, “Is there a problem?”

Farrell, smiling, pulled out two bottles of Elves Water and said, “I saw you both being escorted into the palace by Jennings. Could you tell me what happened? If you do, these two bottles of Elves Water are yours.”

Elves Water?

Enzo was dismissive.

In the Crimson Star Tribe, such things were only fit for watering plants.

He ignored Farrell and left with Eve.

“Stop!”

Farrell shouted angrily.

The sudden outburst drew the attention of those nearby, who gathered around, recognizing Farrell as the one who had given Elves Water to the bearfolk man. They immediately exclaimed.

That really pleased Farrell.

He approached Enzo with an air of arrogance and said, “Outsider from a small place, I am asking you sincerely for information. You might not know the value of a bottle of Elves Water, so let me explain—”

Suddenly, Farrell’s voice trailed off.

The onlookers’ eyes widened in shock and awe.

They watched as Enzo pulled out a bottle of green liquid, exuding a potent life force. He uncorked it, and its aroma spread, causing new grass to sprout on the nearby ground.

Then, Enzo tipped the bottle.

He let the Life Water drip into the soil. The surrounding plants began to grow wildly, and a powerful aura of life spread outward, startling the patrolling elven guards.

Realization struck some of the crowd as they exclaimed, “No! He’s wasting Life Water! How could he be so wasteful!”

“It’s such a waste!”

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