Socially anxious people transmigrate to another world; living in seclusion is too difficult.

Seeing that all the enemies had fallen, Su Yang withdrew his elemental power and helped Lin Anlan back into the house.

After returning inside and sitting down, Lin Anlan looked at Su Yang and Ling Long with a puzzled expression. Seeing this, Su Yang asked, "What's wrong?"

Lin Anlan remained silent for a while. She had so many questions about Su Yang: his background, Linglong's origins, the unknown elemental power, and so on. But she didn't know where to begin.

Die'er walked over carrying Xiao Ju, looked at Ling Long and said, "You bet right." Her face was unusually devoid of sarcasm, and she seemed to have a sense of relief.

"Hmm." Linglong smiled slightly, without saying much more.

Die'er turned to Lin Anlan and said, "Let me answer your question. I think the two of them need some time alone."

Lin Anlan nodded as she watched the two figures walk towards the stairs.

Su Yang and Ling Long went up to the second floor and walked to the window. Su Yang sat on the bed, while Ling Long leaned against the windowsill, neither of them speaking for a moment. Su Yang could sense the intention behind Ling Long's earlier actions, but he didn't understand why she had to do it that way, so he waited for Ling Long's answer.

Linglong looked at the heavy rain outside the window and reached out to catch the raindrops, but the water kept slipping through her fingers. Looking at the remaining rainwater in her hand, she said softly, "Master, don't you have any questions for me?"

Su Yang glanced at her, then put his hands on his head and fell onto the bed. He sighed deeply and said after a moment, "I don't know what to ask. Maybe there are some things you want to keep to yourself, or maybe there are some things you would like to share with me. After you left, I didn't even realize you hadn't left. Maybe we should thank An Lan."

"Why?" Linglong asked, puzzled.

"At first, I was wary of her and didn't dare tell her many secrets. But tonight, when she was no match for that Minotaur General and was about to turn into a demon and fight to the death, an intuition told me to save her. It was at that moment that I suddenly realized that killing isn't so difficult after all. From another perspective, sometimes killing is also a way of saving lives." Su Yang sat up, walked to Ling Long's side, and continued:

"Just like how high-level ferocious beasts prey on low-level ferocious beasts, I may have overcomplicated the world before, or perhaps I myself was too complicated. In fact, this world is very simple: the strong prey on the weak. If you don't want to be killed, you have to kill. If someone attacks me, I have to fight back. Life and death are predetermined. Looking at it this way, I understand why you insist that I kill. The essence of the fog element is to see through the truth. The so-called truth is different in everyone's heart, but it must conform to the laws of this world. Perhaps you have also noticed my inner conflict, which is why you have taken such action."

"Then how do you know I didn't leave?" After hearing Su Yang's words, Ling Long turned to look at Su Yang with a slight smile on her face.

“Because you were so happy, I realized you hadn’t left,” Su Yang said.

"I'm happy?"

“Yes, at that time, I no longer had the Ring of Lost Souls. My fingers suddenly vibrated. Now that I have mastered the element of mist to its peak, I can naturally see through your disguise.” Su Yang took Linglong’s hand and placed it in his palm.

"Do you want to hear my story?" Linglong stared intently into Su Yang's eyes.

Su Yang didn't speak, but simply nodded silently, indicating that he was willing to be a listener.

“That’s a story about a mist fairy.” Linglong looked out the window, as if recalling a very long time ago.

"I've forgotten how many years it's been, but it's been a long time. That was my first master, or you could say my creator. Butterfly told you that an X-level bracelet can only be formed by nature over a hundred years. Before it recognizes a master, an X-level bracelet can exist indefinitely. Once it recognizes a master, if the master dies, it will naturally dissipate into the world within 50 years. That's what happened to Butterfly."

"Mist elves are a unique race on the island of illusion, a race of elves born of nature. They are kind yet elusive. I was born in the staff of a mist elf. That mist elf was always so different, curious about everything in the world, wanting to know the truth and laws of everything. But he was also an anomaly. In order to find out the truth, he sometimes seemed so cruel. He could easily kill ferocious beasts to know how they eat and digest, and he could also hurt himself to understand his own body structure. Gradually, the tribe drove him out, and all that accompanied him was that staff."

"Because I lived in the mist for many years, I was slowly born from the staff. Every time he released elemental power through the staff, I absorbed incredibly pure mist element ions. You could say that nature nurtured me, or you could say that he nurtured me. Until one day, I gained self-awareness, and he also became aware of my existence. Although we did not sign a contract, my birth and awakening almost entirely came from him. We seemed to be naturally connected. He was still as curious about everything as before, but this didn't last long."

Linglong paused, as if unpleasant memories were flooding back: "The Mist Elf tribe has a new leader. The new leader is leading the tribe to besiege him because he killed a Mist Elf infant in order to understand his own structure as a child. I understand his thoughts. Perhaps in your world, you would think he is cruel and evil, but I understand his pure thirst for knowledge. His actions are not driven by any evil thoughts, as if everything in the world is not alive, but just an object."

"But he was also very clear-headed that if he killed that child, his people would definitely seek revenge. So he just sat there quietly, not going anywhere, waiting for his people to come to him. He didn't resist or regret it. He just gave me all his elemental power before he died. However, I didn't want him to die. If he allowed karma to work, then he should also allow himself to resist in order to live. I've seen too many people kill each other around him. Ferocious beasts kill each other for territory and for food. In the world of the Lost Island, where there are no humans, all the rules are the rules of nature. The law of the jungle is the most basic truth of this world. I wanted to resist, so he used his last strength to seal me away. I didn't find anything he did cruel. The cruelest thing was that he made me watch him be killed."

"I was sealed away like that until I met you. Those tests of recognizing a master were just the rules of heaven and earth, not my own will. After recognizing a master, I have been searching for a suitable test. It was only after I learned about your origins and your thoughts that I decided to take this final trial. If I fail, I will seal myself away and wait for someone more suitable for me. If I succeed, then you will be my final master."

After Linglong finished speaking, Su Yang understood her long-standing inner conflict. He turned his head and noticed a crystal-clear tear hanging from the corner of Linglong's eye. Su Yang was momentarily stunned and said, "You're crying."

“That shouldn’t be called a tear. I’m just a materialized form of an element. Tears are a product of complex human emotions. I could never possess them. Perhaps they are just a manifestation of my simple feelings.” As she spoke, Linglong subconsciously reached out to wipe her eyes. With her movement, a tear fell from the corner of her eye. Su Yang subconsciously reached out to catch it, and the tear fell straight into his palm.

Looking at his palm, Su Yang looked up at Ling Long again: "They are real tears."