Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God-Chapter 1328 - 709: The Ocean of Beauties_2

"Impossible. Tree Spirits have always been female; there’s never been a male Tree Spirit. You must have misinterpreted it."

"But how do you explain this feeling? How do you explain the vastness of his Natural Force, as boundless as the ocean?"

"This is not his own Strength; it’s borrowed. I’ve heard that the Dragon Oak Dream Realm he weaves is connected to a World Tree, perhaps that’s the source of such Natural Force."

"Then ultimately, it’s symbiotic in origin, which makes him a male Tree Spirit."

"The Child of Prophecy—he’s the Child of Prophecy. When the world’s first male Tree Spirit is born, he will lead our Tree Spirit race into an entirely new world."

"No, something must be wrong. A few days ago, when he first entered the forest, I saw him. He absolutely didn’t appear the way he does now. Although he carried traces of natural aura, it was definitely not this scent, nor was he any kind of Tree Spirit. He must have done something to disguise himself in this form."

"How could one disguise themselves? I’ve never heard of any creature capable of pretending to be a Tree Spirit. Your eyes may deceive, your ears may deceive, your nose may deceive, but this aura cannot lie. The symbiotic natural aura exuding from him is unmistakable."

"Your Majesty, you’ve had contact with him before. Did he appear in the same state last time?"

"Her Majesty only spoke with him through the trees, transmitting her voice. She didn’t interact with him closely; how could she discern?"

"Was he truly the cause behind all the wild beasts losing control and going Berserk last time? Could it have been a mistake?"

"It wasn’t a mistake. His body doesn’t just carry a Natural Force; it conceals a deep, wild instinct."

"So what should we do with him now?"

"I suggest we bring him to the Sanctum and pray to our Forest Lady, seeking her advice. I believe she would be very interested in this matter."

"I also suggest the same."

"Bringing an outsider into our Sanctum is extremely risky. It would expose our Arosh to those greedy Humans."

"But if we don’t do so, how will we confirm whether he truly is the Child of Prophecy? For such an important matter, a bit of risk is worth taking. Our Arosh is not so easily infiltrated. No matter how strong those Humans are, the forest belongs to us. If they attempt a large-scale incursion, they’ll only be courting their own destruction."

"Don’t speak too boldly. If we were truly that powerful, the Comanso Great Forest wouldn’t be fragmented and shrunk to less than half of its Peak State, while still diminishing further. We wouldn’t have been holed up in the King’s Forest for millennia."

"Let’s not stray from the topic. We’re discussing the matter of this Child of Prophecy."

The whispers, all delivered in exquisite and melodious female voices, painted vivid images of the beauty of the speakers.

Though their voices were deliberately hushed and spoken in a natural tongue, they could not conceal their conversations from Gaven, whose abilities in this regard had already awakened, granting him exceptional Perception.

From their fragmented dialogue, Gaven pieced together the contours of the entire situation.

The vast Life Force coursing through his body had led them to misidentify him as a male Tree Spirit, stunning them beyond belief.

The Tree Spirit was a uniquely distinctive race of Nature, with origins steeped in numerous mythical tales. Some spoke of Tree Demons—souls bound to trees as punishment for their transgressions, tasked with redeeming themselves through reflection and penance.

Others echoed poignant love legends. During the Ancient era, love between the Fae Race and Mortals was forbidden. When such forbidden unions occurred, the offending Fae’s Soul would be confined within a tree, transforming it into a Tree Spirit—an eternal reminder of their unreachable desire.

Another theory proposed the Natural Awakening, suggesting that Tree Spirits and Treants shared a common origin—the consciousness of a tree made manifest as its Soul. Compared to Treants, however, Tree Spirits preferred beautiful humanoid forms, marking them with striking distinctiveness.

No matter which tale you believed, the conclusion was invariably the same: Tree Spirits only ever existed as female—never male.

Female Tree Spirits only bore daughters, never sons. Without exception.

This characteristic wasn’t unique to Tree Spirits; many within the Fae Race shared the trait. For instance, Ghost Witches were never male. Similarly, Harpies—though not part of the Fae Race—originated from the Fairy Wilderness and had never had male counterparts.

As for how Tree Spirits became pregnant?

It was, of course, through coupling with males of other races.

Otherwise, how do you think those poignant legends of forbidden love came to be? Who do you suppose inspired tales in various races of ethereal Forest Queens in fleeting woodland romances?

All Tree Spirits possessed an innate ability for Fairy-like Charm, capable of enchanting both beasts and humanoid creatures alike.

When they were drawn to a certain Human, they rarely presented themselves openly for romantic courtship. Instead, they used Charm Spells to entrance the target, resulting in days of passionate entanglement. Once they confirmed their pregnancy, they would release the Human and retreat into the depths of the forest to nurture their next generation.

They did so not because they were unattractively grotesque, incapable of appealing to those Humans. Quite the opposite. Tree Spirits were often exceedingly alluring, with an astonishing beauty that set them apart, even among other members of the Fae Race.

Those Humans who had shared intimacy with them often found themselves yearning endlessly for the Tree Spirits afterward, hunting for traces of them in mad desperation. When no trace could be found, these Humans could only drown their sorrows in taverns, recounting vivid tales of their dreamlike, extraordinary encounters to any willing listener.