My Way

Chapter 1211 Welcoming Ceremony
Guan Xiangfei was still agonizing over the fact that he was now relying on Ling Wuyuan's name to maintain his position.

As a major focus of attention for officials and various forces.

Even with their advance deliberately slowed down, Ling Wuyuan's fleet still managed to reach the vicinity of the [Golden Mist Continent] successfully.

Standing on the deck of the [Ice-Eroded Frostship].

Looking at the distant coastline.

At this moment, Ling Wuyuan felt no joy at returning to his homeland.

Some people simply have a state of mind that is completely at ease and extremely calm.

If I had to describe a special feeling... it would be a sense of ease, like I could finally show off a little.

But that feeling came and went quickly.

It vanished without a trace in just an instant.

after all.

He no longer needs to care about those things. The reason he brought the fleet along is simply because it is more in line with his identity.

As the superior of various forces, he can keep a low profile, but he certainly cannot be low profile all the time. He needs to deliberately show his strength and resources when he is in the spotlight. Only in this way can he suppress the dissatisfaction in the hearts of various fools.

Just as high-ranking officials and nobles often deliberately purchase various luxury vehicles to demonstrate their power and gain more recognition and admiration.

at the moment.

Because the pace of progress is a bit slow, there is a lot more time to contemplate the reasons for life.

Ling Wuyuan, having nothing else to do, began to ponder the words Su Qingyue had said earlier.

He began to consider what kind of floating rune warship he should build to serve as a symbol of his faction's future prestige...

Something more traditional?

Something a bit more sci-fi?

Or... why not simply adopt the flesh and blood technology from the [Torn Civilization] and emphasize its distinctive characteristics?
Um~
The more you think about it, the more...

The more he struggled to make a decision, the more it indicated that he was experiencing decision paralysis...

As for how much time and resources are needed to manufacture those things, that's a secondary matter.

As the highest-ranking and strongest member of our faction, it's time for him to have some fun!

Extravagance and waste?

nonexistent.

In a world where individual power equals everything, no one has the right to accuse someone of extravagance; everyone simply takes it all for granted.

The strong enjoy everything; this is the fundamental rule governing the world.

Meanwhile, Su Qingyue, who was beside him, had no idea what he was thinking.

At this moment, seeing the serious and slightly conflicted look on Ling Wuyuan's face, she thought that Ling Wuyuan was pondering some important issue. Even her desire to chat with Ling Wuyuan faded, for fear of disturbing Ling Wuyuan's thoughts.

finally.

It wasn't until Ling Wuyuan made a new move that she asked with some curiosity:
"What just happened? Why do you look so serious?"

"I'm thinking about style." "Style??"

"What style?"

"The style of your personal vehicle from now on."

"I think that thing should at least have some distinctive features or characteristics that make it easy for people to recognize it as mine..."

"Alright~ I thought you were thinking about something very serious..."

"However, it's a bit hard to figure out what makes your distinctive features immediately recognizable. Are you planning to create a new symbol or flag to represent yourself?"

"No, I think my biggest characteristic, or rather, my most visible characteristic, is these things."

At the end of the speech.

Ling Wuyuan stretched out a hand right in front of Su Qingyue.

I saw.

Above it, wisps of dark gray fog lingered and swirled...

See this.

Su Qingyue immediately understood his meaning. After raising her eyebrows slightly, she smiled and agreed.

"Gray fog..."

"It is indeed a very good choice. Apart from you, there are very few people with the same power, let alone those with similar abilities. It is truly a very personal choice."

Just as the characteristics of the Snow Moon Cloud Pavilion are things like cold air, ice, and snow, even the Ice-Eroded Frost Boat, which serves as the pavilion master's mount, looks like a massive, colossal ice mountain range. Su Qingyue immediately felt that Ling Wuyuan's idea of ​​making gray mist his basic characteristic was very reasonable. However, the question of how that gray mist should be manifested was a matter worth pondering.

After all, simply having a distinctive feature that makes it instantly recognizable as someone's vehicle is merely the most basic requirement. As the most prominent figure in his own faction, Ling Wuyuan's vehicle naturally needs to possess real strength and cannot be just a showpiece...

Just as Su Qingyue and Ling Wuyuan were discussing the relevant matters in a casual manner.

In that faraway place.

The welcoming procession from various local forces, accompanied by bursts of music, sped towards them from afar...

That was a gesture of proactively traveling hundreds of millions of miles to welcome Ling Wuyuan in advance, a genuine act of showing hospitality, but everyone felt there was nothing wrong with it, considering it a matter of course.

this moment.

Those gentle and melodious sounds, seemingly from the depths of the soul, were like invisible arms that parted the thick clouds in the sky to the left and right, allowing countless beams of bright moonlight to freely pour down from directly above the welcoming party and the fleet where Ling Wuyuan and the others were located.

Other than that.

The fleet that came to greet them also voluntarily lowered its flight altitude to a level slightly lower than Ling Wuyuan's fleet, a gesture that clearly demonstrated their willingness to humble themselves.

at the same time.

On the distant coastline, streaks of special fireworks and pillars of light formed from spiritual energy shot straight into the sky, exploding at an immeasurable height. This caused countless dazzling and beautiful lights to bloom simultaneously in the sky, transforming the night into a magnificent spectacle. Meanwhile, the massive tide of spiritual energy, under the effects of various spells, was condensed into countless golden raindrops that slowly descended from the sky...

It was a rain of light condensed from extremely high concentrations of spiritual energy. Each drop was equivalent to a spiritual crystal. As they fell suddenly, a scene of blessings spreading across billions of miles automatically appeared: withered trees came back to life, dead lands were restored to life, the injured regained their health, and cultivation aptitudes were improved...

It was a sight that seemed like a divine miracle!
This immediately caused countless beneficiaries to cheer in unison.

However, all of this was merely a basic welcoming ceremony arranged in advance by Wu Yuan's subordinates to welcome him. It was neither a miracle nor a sign of someone's great kindness... It was simply a favor unintentionally bestowed by a superior.

(End of this chapter)