"Do you think I'm joking with you?"

In an arena, Fufu looked coldly at the little girl gritting her teeth and staring at her: "Are you going to fight or not? If not, I'll start hitting your retinue."

The flat-chested white-haired girl stomped her feet angrily and said, "That's not what The Stars said when they brought us in."

"Bullshit!" Fufu said with a calm face and steady heart, "When did The Stars ever ask us for our opinion when bringing you in? Demon Hall, we didn't say we wouldn't hit you."

Indeed.

The little brat Fufu was tangling with now was the embodiment of the will of Demon Hall in the Terrarium.

As everyone knows, even in history, Wu Zetian never sent the real Li Family members beyond the frontier.

The World Group is no different.

Although the formation of the Terrarium is inevitable, and the World Group must invest power here, it's impossible for the World Will itself to reside there.

What if the Terrarium idly gets the notion to drag all the World Wills down with it?

Moreover, the Terrarium limits the World Will from using its own power inside it.

Thus, the World Groups have gotten used to dispersing their power, leaving it to their subordinate Pantheon and retinues to handle.

After all, they've come to understand that when it comes to direct confrontation, their subordinates are more reliable.

In any case, the World Group's investment in the Terrarium can't be withdrawn, so it's better to use it to cultivate their retinue.

Eventually, the World Will began to enjoy this full-scale competitive cultivation of juniors.

Fufu directly announced she wanted to fight the children of Demon Hall, which of course, didn't sit well.

Her embodiment in the Terrarium barely retained any power, fully distributed to the children, and now, upon hearing this, she was not pleased.

"How do you want to fight?"

"A direct brawl?"

"A brawl? You want to brawl with me, a mortal?"

"I won't activate the Magic Net."

"Fine! A brawl it is then! A brawl it is!"

Ten minutes later.

The Lord of Chaos, looking quite distressed, cradled the bawling Demon Hall:

"Don't cry, don't cry, Master has worked hard."

"Chaos, she hit me, she used a stick to hit me!"

"Master, I also wanted to fight back, but I couldn't beat her."

The Lord of Chaos, while comforting, knew very well who could be hit and who couldn't.

Yes.

The Seven Heroes side adhered rather strictly to the Terrarium rules.

But so what.

Other World Groups couldn't beat them either.

With this in mind, Demon Hall became even more furious, kicking around: "I'm going to invest more essence, you all should quickly become stronger and fight back for me."

"Rationality! Master, be rational! Top-ups should be cautious!"

The dignified Lord of Chaos at the Strongest Level had now become quite adept at babysitting.

...

On the other side, Fufu breathed a sigh of relief.

Then she was suddenly embraced.

She didn't resist.

Because she had already sensed Chloe's presence.

"You fought another one?" Chloe gently rubbed her cheek against Fufu's, "Counting Demon Hall, there aren't many left that need a beating, right?"

"Only the Abyss is left."

"Then it's simple, just ask Olivia and the others if they want to join, if they do, we'll all go together."

Fufu snorted softly in approval.

Chloe knew well why Fufu was pursuing these World Groups relentlessly.

The moment the Terrarium appeared, Chloe had gathered every possibility involving her in the Multiverse.

Among them was the many possibilities of her eldest son.

Fufu had once explored her eldest son's experiences over the years, which only fueled her anger.

So here she was, seeking out the culprits to alleviate her anger.

"Alright, alright, don't be upset." Chloe lifted Fufu into her arms, "I've got a gift for you."

"What kind of gift? Today doesn't seem to be a special occasion worth celebrating."

Fufu was a bit curious.

During either the Stuart era, the imperial princess era, or now, there didn't seem to be anything noteworthy to commemorate at this time point.

However, as Chloe led her into the Sea of Root, Fufu's eyes suddenly turned red.

A golden shining egg slowly rose from the Sea of Root.

"Is that...?"

"After the formation of the Terrarium, the Blessed with Many Children System framework is no longer necessary, so I extracted the Great Wishing Technique belonging to the elves. As a magic exchanging the soul for possibilities, the Great Wishing Technique, in its echoes left on me, retained information about the elves."

"So, will they soon return from the River of Time?"

"Yes, with the help of Mister Chronos, a branch of the River of Time, I know you've been brooding over what happened back then but never said it aloud."

As Fufu's husband, he felt obligated to soothe the scars in her heart.

So during this time, he put in considerable effort, individually splitting out the information on the elves remaining in the Great Wishing Technique.

Then, using the Sea of Root's nourishment, he re-gathered the dispersed elfin information.

And now, it was the time for the elves to be reborn.

Fufu buried her head in Chloe's embrace, her long-repressed regrets dissolved away in this moment.

Chloe wiped away his lover's tears quietly: "Don't cry, it's a joyful day, we shouldn't let our old friends see us as a joke."

Truth be told, he was quite familiar with the elves of the Golden Land too.

Seeing them about to return from the River of Time, he couldn't help but feel happy.

"Now you probably need to give them a new order as the final Elf Queen."

"What?"

"A banquet in the Golden Land. Didn't you pull out an IF line where the Golden Land didn't collapse among countless possibilities?"

"Huh?"

"There, gather all the friends who participated back then and those who joined later."

Chloe's face broke into a bright smile.

He was a bit nostalgic for the Divine Wine of the Golden Land.

...

But.

When the banquet in the Golden Land commenced, he found some uninvited guests present.

A bruised and swollen androgynous beauty dragged a crying and shouting Demon Hall loli in.

"Bottomless Abyss, why are you here?"

"Of course to join the fun. You Seven Heroes are having such an interesting event, how could I not join in?"

This bruised and swollen androgynous beauty was the embodiment of the Abyssal Will.

Demon Hall furiously said, "Shameless! They're already married, and yet you still pine over them. You're a World Group, do you even have a gender? Always playing the part of a dainty maiden."

Slap.

Demon Hall quieted down.

Fufu's cold eyes swept over Bottomless Abyss.

Bottomless Abyss silently turned her head away, "Don't start, today should be a happy day."

Fufu snorted and said nothing more.

Bottomless Abyss's current bruised and swollen shape was her doing.

Even her chest was nearly flattened by Fufu's beating. Now that she was sadly coming along to join in the fun, Fufu couldn't just chase her out.

As more and more World Groups joined in.

Unknowingly, the Golden Land even became a stage for the gods.

Starting with Powerful Divine Power, with no upper limits.

"What the heck, how did a nice little gathering turn into a team-building event for the gods?"

Fufu sighed helplessly.

But seeing familiar elves flutter into the banquet, she couldn't help but smile.

Oh well.

Might as well consider it an invitation for the gods to witness the return of the elves and the Golden Land.