Lu Yingying's state of mind was clearly somewhat different.
Back in the Fairy Tree Realm, the little fairy had been overwhelmed by extreme panic and unease. Especially when Lu Ye had charged back and forth, slaughtering enemies, she had screamed nonstop.
But at this moment, she did not make a single sound. She was still terrified, yet her lips were pressed tightly together, and within her watery eyes glimmered a trace of resolve and excitement!
Throughout history, so many guests had come and gone from the Fairy Tree Realm, yet not one had ever made the same choice as this Human Race Weapon Cultivator. No matter why he had made that choice or what the outcome would be, he was fighting for the fairies!
With that foundation, how could Lu Yingying not be grateful? How could she dare not assist him with all her strength?
"What's with you? Were you slacking off earlier?" Lu Ye's voice rang out.
The little fairy looked somewhat aggrieved. "No. It's just that the power of our Fairy Race's Blessing Words is tied to our will. If our will is strong, the Blessing Words are strong; if our will is weak, the Blessing Words are weak..."
Lu Ye understood.
Because the Fairy Race itself did not care much about the Insect Race in the Fairy Tree Realm. They had always known it was a problem that could not be eradicated at the root. Thus, even when Lu Yingying had been responsible for bestowing Blessing Words upon him earlier, she had merely been carrying out the task assigned to her by her race.
But now things were different. Only after he had stepped into the Tree Realm Channel and arrived in the Insect Race Tree Realm had Lu Yingying gained the firm resolve to aid him.