With the final pull, the half-metal tree came out and directly sent to my core, and just as I did, a strange thing had happened.

  Instead of directly falling into the special huge box I had prepared, it had appeared above the metal essence tree, where it began to float while its bronze metal flowed down into the metal essence tree below it.

  It did not surprise me; the metal essence tree had wanted it the moment it sensed its aura and even helped in pulling it.

  If I am right, the two parts of the tree I had pulled were also the metal essence tree. The tortures bastards have done something to change its element to death, and they might use thousands of beings as the sacrifice for that. It is just a guess; I could be wrong.

  My crown has about 13% power left which is huge and would be enough for me to survive here, especially now that both death and the metal part of the tree had disappeared.

  I took a deep breath before I began to excavate the soil; I have excavated the soil when harvesting some resources, but the soil below the metal and death tree is the greatest. It had been enriched with death and metal energy for thousands of years.

  I am sure the people would go crazy for it; the soil containing such pure death and metal energy would help grow plants that could not be grown in the world before.

  With the help of hundreds of strings, I have harvested loads of soil that a huge crater formed around the central part of the garden.

  After I finished taking a hill worth of soil, I walked toward the small pond; the pond is quite small and hidden behind the trees; the first time when I looked at the garden, I did not notice it.

  I walked up to the pond and saw the liquid, which looked just like water that most people would confuse it water, seeing it is colorless and odorless and did not have any aura. It is not water; it is much denser to be water.

  I didn’t know what it was, so I gently dipped my finger into the water, and as my finger touched, an indescribable feeling flooded my soul.

  The feeling stumped me for a couple of seconds, and when I came to myself, my eyes couldn’t help but widen up in a shock. I knew what thing was, and I could not believe it was here. This thing is extremly important to me; it will help me tremendously.

  This is pure soul water; like its name suggests, it is made from the souls. It rarely forms and takes a lot of time when it does.

  For a moment, I wanted to destroy it, as I knew it had formed from the souls of the who have been tortured here.

  It would have been corrupted soul water when it was formed, seeing the people who have died here and the resentment they have, but the metal and death energy have unintentionally purified it through the thousands of years, making it so pure that there is not a hint of corruption.

  Even though some part of my mind wanted to destroy seeing the way it had formed, I did not. It would be a grand waste of this resource. Though I promised that if I found the people who did this to them, I would make them pay for it.

  I stared at the water for a couple of seconds before taking out the bottle and started filling the pure soul water in it.

  The pure soul water is an extremly powerful resource, so powerful that a single of it would be enough to heal the soul injuries of the Grandmaster; a couple of drops of this water would be even useful to the Grand Lord. If it is mixed in a soul-type alchemical product, it will enhance; it is the same with the artifact.

  It is truly a resource that Grandmasters would fight to the death for it, and they had when the pure soul water had appeared a couple of times in our world.

  It is such a regret that Bullman was able to get a quarter of this precious water. I wish the golem would have been stronger and killed it.

  Chew Chew

  Soon, I filled the bottle and was about to store it back to my core when Ashlyn suggested something which surprised me.

  ”Really, do you think it will be helpful?” I asked back to her suggestion.

  Chew Chew Chew

  She replied, and I massaged her temple. “Fine, you have never been wrong,” I said after a second a moment later. The bottle of pure soul water appeared in the hands of my avatar and who walked toward the small lake before opening the bottle near it.

  Pour!

  My avatar begins to pour the pure soul water into the lake; it is Ashlyn’s suggestion that I do that. When I asked her why she suggested it, she answered by saying she felt it would be a good thing for me, which is not really an answer.

  Still, I decided to trust her.

  Though, I hope she is right; the lake water is also pure soul water and is constantly getting purified by the fire fountain in the center. Its quality is not something that could be matched with the pure soul water I am pouring inside it.

  As the pure soul water mixed with the water of my lake, changes began to appear on it. The water began to thicken a little as it merged with it, and also saw steam begin to come out of it as the fire found began to send heatwaves inside it, which would shrink the size of the lake little by little.

  Seeing that, my eyes couldn’t help but lighten up; it was obvious as I mixed pure soul water into the lake, it was getting diluted, and its quality was reducing, but now with fire fountains work, the diluted quality of the soul water would not be as worse as I had through.

  It would be extremly helpful to Grandmasters and even Grand Lords if they consume a higher dose of it.

  Most importantly, the quality of soul water increse with every Grimm bloodline I consume and level up I have. So, as long as I keep consuming the bloodlines of Grimm Monsters and continue to level up, it won’t be long before the water of the whole lake gains the same purity as pure soul water in the bottle.

  A minute and a half later, I closed the cap of the bottle, leaving 10% of pure soul water behind.

  The pure soul water is very pure, and I should keep some till the water in my lake gains the same purity as it.

  Hun!

  I opened my eyes and moved my strings toward the empty pond; the soul is rich with soul energy, just as the soil of the tree had been rich with the elemental energies of metal and death; I would be an idiot if I did not collect such treasure as the value of soil is far greater than the one excavated below the tree.