Invincibility Begins with a Super Fairy Manny

Chapter 2871: Chapter 2872: Rescue

When he saw the Spirit Talisman hanging at his waist, Xue An couldn’t help letting out a long breath.

Fortunately, this thing didn’t need to wait a whole day like the other items.

That was something Xue An had specifically instructed Han Bao to arrange, which was why Hundred Benevolence Store had used a Spirit Talisman to store these ten women for him.

In Han Bao’s words, it was only because he was a "major client" that they did him this favor.

Right at that moment, Shu Jingchu slowly woke up and took off her glasses.

"Please find me a secret room. I have something I need to do," Xue An said.

The expression on Shu Jingchu’s face became hard to describe for a moment. After a brief silence, she spoke in a tone of disgust.

"Fine... all right."

The Palace of Light was least lacking in secret rooms.

So Xue An was quickly led to a secret chamber resplendent in gold and jade, luxuriously furnished.

It was probably a place where some red-robed Archbishop rested; in the center of the chamber stood a huge bed, lavish to the extreme, breathtaking to behold.

Xue An, however, had no time to look around. He took a deep breath, then tore off the Spirit Talisman at his waist and followed the patterns on it to解除 the Seal.

With a flash of radiance, the figures of those ten women appeared in the chamber.

These ten women were all deathly pale. The moment they emerged, they gasped for breath in great heaving lungfuls; clearly, being inside the Spirit Talisman had been far from pleasant.

But compared to the physical wounds, what terrified them more was the pressure on their minds.

Especially upon entering this secret room, all ten women began trembling like leaves in the wind, barely able to stand.

Just then, a gentle voice sounded from behind them.

"You’re from the Elf Race?"

The ten women all jolted, then slowly turned around.

Xue An was standing at the doorway, smiling at them.

Back in the Netherworld Ghost Market, these ten women had been traded like goods; they had never seen Xue An’s true appearance.

So when they saw that the person standing not far away was a very handsome young man, they inexplicably relaxed a little inside.

Fortunately, it was a good-looking youth and not some pot-bellied, repulsive old man.

Although this was still coercion, as members of the Elf Race who were extreme sticklers for appearance, losing their bodies to a pretty young man was at least somewhat bearable.

Just as they were starting to relax a little, the next words out of Xue An’s mouth shocked them to the core.

"You don’t need to be afraid. I won’t harm you. On the contrary, I’m here to help you."

The literal meaning of the sentence wasn’t what mattered; the key was that Xue An spoke it in the language of the Elf Race.

The ten women were startled at first, then ecstatic joy surfaced on their faces. The woman standing at the front answered at once.

"Honored warrior, are you also of the Elf Race?"

Xue An shook his head. "I’m not, but I have many friends from the Elf Race."

In fact, even before speaking the elven tongue, Xue An hadn’t been entirely sure.

After all, the elven language he knew he had learned from the Elf Race of the Multiverse. Who knew whether the plane these ten women came from used the same tongue?

He hadn’t expected that it would actually work on the first try.

It seemed elven was widely used across the various planes!

Upon hearing that Xue An was not one of the Elf Race, the ten women were a little disappointed, but when they heard he had many elven friends, their moods lifted again.

"Is that so? No wonder you felt so familiar to us when we saw you!"

"Warrior, did you save us on purpose?"

The women chattered nonstop, faces full of excitement.

Xue An didn’t stop them, merely watched with a faint smile.

He understood well that these women had just survived a great ordeal and naturally needed to vent.

Only when they gradually quieted down did Xue An speak. "Yes. I intervened first to save you. After all, I have many friends from the Elf Race; I can’t just stand by while you’re plunged into fire and water."

"Thank you for saving our lives, warrior!" The ten women bowed in unison.

Xue An waved a hand. "I haven’t finished. The second reason I saved you..."

Xue An looked deeply at these Elf Women. "I very much want to know how exactly you were captured."

At his mention of this, the atmosphere turned heavy.

These Elf Women clearly did not wish to revisit that painful past, so they all fell silent.

It was still the Elf Woman who had spoken first before who broke the silence.

"Honored warrior, we originally lived on a peaceful star, leading lives untouched by strife. The boundless great forest was the Heavenly Divine’s gift, and we were Their most cherished children..."

What followed was a long narration, almost like a lengthy poem.

Xue An listened patiently without interrupting.

Because he knew this was the Elf Race’s way of speaking—complex and exquisite, yet verbose; there was no hurrying it.

Finally, after a full five minutes, once she had finished recounting the history of her people, that Elf Woman spoke again in a voice full of fear.

"That day, a terrifying Demon King descended!"

"He wielded a dreadful magic weapon; a mere touch of it meant you were as good as dead!"

"He first defeated the Tree Giants that guarded us, then launched a full-scale invasion. We resisted with all our might, but the difference in strength was too great, and we could only retreat, losing ground step by step."

"Thus the glorious Maple Leaf Royal Court came to an end after thousands of years of splendor, and our great king fell in battle because of it!"

"In the end, aside from a small portion of our people who fled deeper into the dense forests, only those of us bound by wicked magic were captured and brought to this horrid place!"

By this point, all ten women were already in tears.

Especially the pair of sisters who had been in the cage before the Hundred Benevolence Store; they were now sobbing so hard they could barely speak.

The Elf Race had always loved peace and art, living lives far from worldly strife, yet calamity had struck them out of nowhere, and they had almost become playthings for others.

If Xue An had not acted in time, they would already have become the bed toys of certain nobles.

Xue An pondered for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Did any of you notice what kind of weapons those suddenly appearing attackers were using?"

The ten Elf Women frowned slightly, sinking into thought, then shook their heads one after another.

"It all happened so suddenly. How could we have paid attention to such details?" the leading Elf Woman said.

Xue An was a bit disappointed.

But just then, one of the sister pair suddenly spoke. "I know!"

"Hm?" Xue An immediately looked at her.

The girl glanced timidly at Xue An. "At... at the time, I was hiding behind our people, secretly watching. Those demons who suddenly descended were almost all bare-handed, defeating our kin purely through dreadful magic. Only the one leading them seemed to be holding something strange!"

Hearing this, Xue An’s eyes lit up at once. He asked immediately, "What thing?"