After about ten minutes, ‘The Screenwriter Master Who Had Accidentally Entered the Cultivation World’ continued, “Back then, the seniors self-destructed their Beast Hearts to build the Sky Penetrating Bridge and sent nine young and talented Beast Tamers to the Great World to seek a chance of survival. Prime Master Beatrice and her lover, Feng Yuncheng, were two of them. In the Apocalypse War, Beatrice’s lover sacrificed himself and used himself as a vessel to carry 3,006 bone balls to help the Phoenix Great Dao. The two of them joined forces to kill the Bewitching Butterfly. However, for some special reason, his name and deeds weren’t allowed to be mentioned in textbooks, so the younger generation don’t know about Feng Yuncheng.”
[I can only tell you that in the apocalypse battle, the sacrifice made by Mr. Feng Yuncheng was worthy of admiration and gratitude. After Mr. Feng Yuncheng died, because his soul completely dissipated, he was unable to enter reincarnation. That Soul Planting Tree was personally planted by Lord Beatrice. It was nourished with her longing and blood every ten days. It’s said that once the Soul Planting Tree blooms, one can pray for a wisp of soul for the undead whose soul dissipated. As long as one can repair the soul, the undead can have a chance to reincarnate.]
[It’s been 46 years since Prime Master Beatrice planted this Soul Planting Tree. That Soul Tree finally budded last month, but before it could bloom, it was forcefully cut down by the Wind Blade Mountain’s demon. Do you think Prime Master Beatrice should be angry or not?]
After writing this message, he went offline.
After the young Beast Tamers found out the truth, they stopped joking around.
As Beast Tamers, they should not mock or look down on anyone who had made sacrifices in the apocalypse battle.
That would be blasphemous to the soul of heroes.
At night.
At night time during late autumn, the weather was a little cold. The bright moonlight shone on the woman in the courtyard. The woman was wearing a sea-blue silk nightgown and a white fur shawl over her shoulders as she stood barefoot on the grass in front of the Soul Planting Tree.
As she stared at the tree branch that had been cut off from the Soul Planting Tree, her beautiful eyes gradually became filled with despair.
“It won’t bloom again.”
A Beast Tamer could only plant one Soul Planting Tree in their lifetime.
A Soul Planting Tree could only bloom once in its life.
Her only hope was gone.
“Feng Yuncheng.” Beatrice tightened her shawl and bit her rosy lips as she muttered softly, “I’m a little cold.”
However, no warm embrace would hug her anymore. No one would smile and say to her, “Your Highness, my embrace is warm.”
A woman in a black suit came to the courtyard. She was Ji Hao, the woman who had been by Beatrice’s side since the establishment of the Iron Thunder Army. Although Ji Hao was also a Beast Tamer, her cultivation level was very ordinary and she was only an early-stage Master.
Ji Hao was more than a hundred years old now.
Ji Hao had been Beatrice’s follower for the longest time. She had personally witnessed Feng Yuncheng and Her Highness meeting and the process of them falling in love with each other.
She knew better than anyone how bitter Her Highness felt at this moment.
“Your Highness.” Ji Hao stood on her tiptoes and draped a coat over Beatrice as she said, “Your Highness, it’s too cold at night. You should go back to your room and rest.” Even though she knew that Her Highness had the body of a Prime Master and that the cold wind wouldn’t affect her at all, Ji Hao still felt that Her Highness was very cold.
Feeling cold to the heart was more worrying than feeling physically cold.
“Ji Hao.” Beatrice suddenly called her name.
Ji Hao was flattered and hurriedly lowered her head to reply, “I’m here.”
Beatrice turned to look at Ji Hao and asked, “Do you still remember what his first gift to me was?”
Ji Hao subconsciously wanted to say that it was the safety buckle, but before she could say the words ‘safe buckle’, another distant memory appeared in Ji Hao’s mind. Ji Hao pursed her lips and stared at Beatrice as she asked tentatively, “If I remember correctly, it should have been an apricot-colored rose. I remember that that rose was called... “Beatrice,” Beatrice said the name of the rose.
Ji Hao nodded hesitantly.
Beatrice took off her coat and handed it to Ji Hao. Then, she turned around and walked into the room. As she walked, she said, “Move this Soul Planting Tree away.”
This thing was no longer useful.
Ji Hao watched Beatrice leave worriedly and didn’t dare to object.n(/o-(v/-e()l-/B(-1-(n
However, the next day, when Beatrice came to the courtyard and saw that the Soul Planting Tree was still in the courtyard, she was a little angry and wanted to call Ji Hao over to scold her. However, when she saw many prayer cards hanging on the Soul Planting Tree, she pursed her lips..