However, underneath the water's surface, a red figure could be seen drifting to the bottom of the lake.

Hongyue's eyes were closed, slowly enjoying the familiar embrace of home. Her heart was at peace, and she couldn't help but give a genuine smile for the first time ever since coming into this world. Her eyes fluttered open, staring at the dark emptiness in front of her vision. Her fingers combed through the liquid smoothly, and she gently positioned herself upright. Her garments swirled lazily in the water with her hair scattered about like silk threats free from any worldly attachments.

In the dark water, Hongyue's eyes shone brightly, one blue and one purple. She waved her hand casually and watched the water whirled around and slowly formed something similar to a vortex. It's still here, she thought, smiling. Reaching out her hand, she struck the edge of the growing whirlpool and mercilessly broke it. The remaining surging water was forced apart in different directions before calming back into calm water.

Hongyue laid her hand above her heart, being in water would forever remind her a piece of home: it was her protector, provider, and her in a sense. She eased her muscles and sharpened her mind. She thought of nothing, permitting the water to adhere to her skin and body. Nonetheless, it wasn't long before her smile froze in place.

She panicked.

Hongyue took a deep breath underwater but before she inhaled anything, an immediate incantation circle formed in front of her. As water moved through the magic design, the air was filtered through and pa.s.sed into Hongyue's lungs. The air was thin but dense, Hongyue choked, coughing heavily. In her coughing fit, her eyes met her limbs, her eyes widened in confusion. Why?

Why hasn't she transformed yet?

She reached up and stroked her gem.

The gem reddened and the neighboring water seemed to fluctuate vigorously. Shortly after, small orbs were created: this was the essence of water. The orbs glowed radiantly in the dark water, bringing Hongyue a hint of hope. The spheres surged toward Hongyue. They settled into her body, but nothing happened. The gem's luminosity was still there just somewhat fainter. Hongyue's heart shook. Her smile dropped, and her blood surged madly.

Right.

She nearly forgot.

This body wasn't hers.

She was too greedy, wanting to be herself for the minute.

While she was able to transform to her demonic form, that was because it aided by her power that resided in her soul. However, to change a human's body to a siren's was impossible unless she turned her flesh. Hongyue narrowed her eyes, that wasn't all that impossible. If she was able to find a particular plant, she might just be able to...

In the midst of her thoughts, Hongyue swept her hand in front of her in the shape of an arc. In an instant, all the water around her pulled away from her body. As the water moved away, it formed a circle around Hongyue, keeping her in a large pocket of air. Although unsatisfied, Hongyue tried to recollect all the information she has gotten.

She considered the problem at hand.

From what she knew, a G.o.dly weapon would always be dormant, waiting for a catalyst to awaken it. Only after, would it take effect and activate. This would mean that the rosebuds were forced awake by someone and gave nectar within withheld the part of the G.o.d's soul to that person. Who did the general get to do that?

And how?

The rose held chaotic energy, other than her, there was no one else closest to that sort of power. Unless she thought, the person had two elements which one had to be a dark element. With two elements, the two would have to compete with one other which would cause the powers within them to be unbalanced. This would create a small amount of discord like energy which could be the catalyst.

In order to communicate with the plant, that person would most definitely have to be a nature nurturer. On the top of her head, there was someone somewhat capable, someone fitted well with the description.

Hongyue narrowed her eyes.

"I nearly got fooled, didn't I?" She whispered coldly.

Their face popped into her head. That person was --

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"--Lan'er."

"Father." Lan'er greeted the general, respectfully.

The general gazed at her coldly, "What are you doing here so late?"

Lan'er took a moment to rethink her answer before continuing, "Father, this daughter had some concerns at heart and could not sleep."