The matter of Soul Lock's race was temporarily set aside. Luo Chuan felt that even if he asked, he probably would not get anything out of it; she had been influenced far too deeply by the Lord of the End.
Besides, were there few members in the store with complicated origins?
The World Tree had been around for so long, yet its past was still hazy and unclear. One could only piece together what it had experienced from the scattered words of the Royal Family of Beasts. And then there was Chimera, Little Black Ball...
Speaking of which, Little Black Ball should have some sort of connection to the Lord of the End. Right, and the big stone at the store entrance could not be forgotten either.
Even Yao Ziyan—Luo Chuan felt that she probably had something special about her that had yet to be discovered. In a place where such unusual circumstances gathered in clusters, Soul Lock's identity as an elf hardly seemed worth mentioning.
Still, he was quite curious.
The legendary elven city-state, known for its elegance and beauty, blending with the natural environment... Luo Chuan hoped he would have the chance to visit someday. There would certainly be plenty of foods he had never seen before.
The blizzard that had raged all night had finally stopped. The time displayed on the Magic Phone indicated the division between day and night. The cave had been completely buried beneath thick snow, while the snow piled at the entrance had melted and frozen into an icy crust under the temperature, preventing the snow outside from collapsing inward.
The lead-heavy clouds dispersed, and the sun finally showed itself, casting down barely-there sunlight. It could just barely penetrate the snow at the entrance, giving it a peculiar translucent texture. The slightly