"You said spirits of plants like you were all born from the essence of heaven and earth? And you were born from moonlight?"
"Born from the falling moon-why not call you Luo Yue?"
"The luo meaning 'fall' and the luo in your name are different. 'Fall' isn't a very good word for you, but this luo is different. It has water to nourish you."
"What does a name mean? Well, naturally, it means people won't have to call you 'hey.'"
"You don't like it here? But it's dangerous outside, and people will capture you again. It's safe here, so why go out and take the risk?"
"Luo Yue, I don't really understand, but I think you're right. I'll give you your freedom. Go do what you want to do."
Luo Yue only felt the spear in its hands growing heavier, yet the words by its ears grew ever clearer.
That was its first [master], a young girl who could not bear to part with it.
Every beautiful hope it held for people had come from her.
Luo Yue swung its spear, heaving it upward with all its might as a terrifying pressure swept forth.
Only to be blocked by a transparent sword.
Luo Yue raised its head toward Chu Xingchen's calm, unruffled face, and that voice it loathed so deeply rang in its ears again.
"Your name is Luo Yue... right? It is no easy feat for a plant spirit to cultivate to the Body Integration Realm."
"I've heard quite a few stories about you, too. You want to keep fairies from being captured, to give them a homeland all their own?"
"A touching story, certainly, but you should understand that being touching doesn't mean it can come true. There are countless displaced people under heaven. Where would we find