Chapter 680: Chapter 648 Little Chaos Realm_3

“The gift from my elder, I shall shamelessly accept.”

At a moment like this, Ivan never hesitated or declined.

“In my younger years, this old woman traveled to many places with an old friend. I went as far as the end of the Star Realm River, admired the blazing splendor of the sun up close, and marveled at the purity of the silver moon. Along the way, I casually collected quite a few items and stored them in a secret chamber.

If you’re interested, you may go and choose three of them directly. What do you say?”

The old woman offered this option without a hint of reluctance.

“The items bestowed by you, Ivan greatly treasures,” Ivan replied, shaking his head slightly.

“You little rascal, still trying to make me worry more for you.” The old woman laughed while chiding him, but her actions betrayed no hesitation as she began to pick out suitable items on her own.

“Three becomes two–let’s see if you dare slack off next time.”

After pondering for a few seconds, she made her choice. Two dull, gray treasure boxes shimmered into existence in her hands.

Ivan’s gaze immediately locked onto the treasure boxes. Anything gifted by someone standing at the pinnacle of the great planes would certainly be no ordinary object.

“Click.”

One by one, the two treasure boxes were opened, revealing their contents.

One was an object resembling an iron scroll, inscribed with some form of knowledge.

The other was a seed, about the size of a fist, with a sharp sprout tip and a crystalline texture that seemed infused with a verdant glow.

Ivan observed carefully. The former emanated an aura of wisdom and power, while the latter he couldn’t quite discern, though it was undoubtedly extraordinary.

“I noticed you’ve been struggling with the application of wisdom power. This iron scroll is a compilation of some practical techniques that I summarized from fragments passed down by an old friend.”

The old woman flicked her wrist casually, smoothly sliding the iron scroll toward Ivan.

“Thank you, Qingmu Yuanmu.” Ivan’s delight was uncontainable–this was exactly what he currently lacked and could use to manage the accumulated Light of Wisdom within him.

“As for this seed, you could consider it one of my kin.”

The old woman continued her explanation, and the second item nearly made Ivan’s jaw drop.

Her kin? Qingmu Yuanmu’s kin was none other than the World Tree. Could such a thing even be gifted?

“She was rather unfortunate. When her sprout first emerged, her home suffered a great calamity. Her body was gravely injured, and her innate divine wisdom was nearly extinguished. I spent several years nurturing her, but her recovery remained incomplete. I’ll entrust her to you–handle her however you see fit.”

The old woman cast a sorrowful glance at the seed before gently delivering it to Ivan with practiced finesse.

“Thank you, Qingmu Yuanmu,” Ivan said, keeping his words brief. He trusted that she would not give him such an item without reason, and he decided he would explore its mysteries once he returned.

“You rascal, is there anything you want to ask this old woman? Feel free to speak,” the old woman said, swiftly moving to another topic without lingering.

“What is this place? Why does the space change so rapidly, and why is it so chaotic and formless?” Ivan pondered for a moment before asking. He had long been curious about such a place.

“This is the Little Chaos Realm–a world within a world. It resides inside the Elf Plane but operates beyond its jurisdiction. To be precise, it was brought back from the Chaotic World by my old friend.”

“I see.”

“Alright, that’s one question answered.”

To Ivan’s surprise, Qingmu Yuanmu immediately adopted the demeanor of someone prepared to send him off after responding.

“Huh?” Only then did he realize he was only allowed one question.

“Child, you must remember not to undervalue yourself. Among my old friend’s inheritors, you are truly one of a kind. Now go! Return to your homeland. You’ve been away for many years; it’s time to go back.”