Gao Wu: Others practice martial arts, but you cultivate immortality?

"Sigh... You've experienced it yourself. If it weren't for Chen Xiao, you probably would have really perished in this sudden hunting trial."

But what about next time? And the time after that?

Although your mother has some merit and savings, and can still revive you...

But this isn't a solution..." The Elf Queen pleaded earnestly, "I can give you all the resources available in the Primordial Star Sector;

If you simply like the training environment there, I might do you a favor and get you a job as a staff member or something... Why do you insist on becoming a Sequence Holder?

Indeed, this is a good thing, and an honor.

If other elves were to become Sequencers, the Elf Queen would only feel joy and satisfaction;

But when it came to his own daughter... he was reluctant to part with her.

She knew that Ivy was very talented, the best among the elves, but compared to the entire human race, or even the entire universe... she was at most just a supporting character.

Therefore, no original weaponry was ever bestowed upon them;

It's not that I don't have it, nor that I'm reluctant to part with it;

It's because she knows Ivy can't protect herself; once the Origin Armor is exposed, those targeting her will definitely be stronger!

"Mother, you used to teach me that flowers in a greenhouse cannot withstand wind and rain."

"I did say that, but where did you get the wind and rain from?" the Elf Queen said discontentedly. "Above, there is the human race; below, there is me."

Where did you get this wind and rain from?

Unless I perish someday... but is that even possible?

"...It's hard to say."

The Empress's beautiful eyebrows shot up immediately, and she rebuked, "You unfilial daughter! Look at what you've learned all these years outside!?"

"...Mother!" Ivy looked earnestly at the Elf Queen and said slowly but firmly, "I will definitely become the ruler of the starry sky!"

The elves...will surely become powerful too!

"...The Elven race is already very powerful."

Ivy retrieved the freshly refined, still-warm pill from the void: "...It just looks powerful."

The Queen retorted, "What do you mean by 'appears'? It's actually quite powerful, isn't it!"

"Mother, I'll take my leave now."

"......well."

......

"What's wrong?" Chu Yuan noticed that Ivy seemed a little listless.

Ivy smiled again: "It's nothing... My mother thinks you're the husband I brought back."

Chu Yuan said in a serious tone, "...That might not work. There's probably a reproductive barrier between us."

"Go to hell..." Ivy rolled her eyes, her thoughts drifting away;

She understood that her mother cared about her safety, but she didn't want to live under her mother's wing forever... If her mother was the supreme authority, then of course there would be no problem;

But my mother was only a Starry Sky Ruler, and one of the weaker ones at that;

It's just that they're more famous;

While there is no shortage of original weaponry, it is plentiful but lacks quality...

Ever since Ivy embarked on the path of martial arts, her mother has always been refining pills outside of her secluded cultivation time.

It seems to have never stopped... She didn't know if this could be considered oppression from the human race, after all, her mother didn't refine pills for nothing, each pill corresponded to a certain contribution from the race.

But Ivy just felt something was off...

Does it violate the 'freedom' cherished by the Elven race?

Or perhaps, it violates the principles of martial arts... "power"?

Sometimes, she felt sorry for her mother, like she was a prisoner;

Confined in a magnificent palace, forced to toil all day long...

Ivy knew her thoughts were ridiculous—to pity a Star Lord? But those feelings were real and had actually existed...

What if we don't do it?

Ivy once asked her mother this question.

"If we don't do it... it'll be a lot of trouble." My mother said with a smile, "If you're useless to others, then your life or death is none of their business..."

"But Mother is already so strong..."

"I am not only your mother, but also the Queen of the Elf Clan... I am not weak, so what will happen to my people?"

Compared to the countless races in the vast universe, we are already incredibly fortunate...

Ivy disagrees with her mother's philosophy of "contentment and resignation";

She believed that it was because the elves were not strong enough;

If I could become a powerful ruler of the starry sky, perhaps... my mother wouldn't have to refine pills every day?

She can travel around, visit friends, and see more beautiful scenery...

"Chen Xiao, do you think I can become a strong person?"

"You are a strong person now."

"......Thanks."

......

Chu Yuan was surprised to find that not all elves were handsome men and beautiful women;

There are still some who are not good-looking...

Looking at the bustling street, he remarked, "I always thought that you elves all lived in the forests."

"How could that be... that would be too inconvenient." Ivy explained, "But I heard my mother say that a long, long time ago, before the elves came into contact with human groups, that was indeed the case."

Chu Yuan picked up a woven item with an elven style from a roadside stall and played with it, suddenly remembering a question: "Ivy, why have I never heard you mention your father?"

Ivy shook her head: "I don't have a father."

Chu Yuan said apologetically, "I see... I'm sorry."

"Sorry my foot! I was born from my mother's very life force!"

It wasn't...produced!

"...Do you have any siblings?"

"no."

Chu Yuan laughed and said, "Then wouldn't that mean no one will be competing with you for the throne?"

Ivy was baffled: "What's so great about fighting for the throne?"

"...That's true." Chu Yuan quickly shut his mouth. He suddenly realized that if Ivy were to inherit the position of the Elf Queen... wouldn't the prerequisite be the Queen's death?

Bad luck, bad luck...

He quickly changed the subject: "This is the most peaceful place I've ever seen. As an elf, I'm truly blessed..."

On the streets, every elven person wore a genuine expression of ease and weariness.

Regardless of beauty or ugliness, they all behaved with elegance and spoke in a slow, deliberate tone;

It seems there's nothing to worry about...

"happiness......"

"What's wrong?"

"It's alright, I'll take you to see the most spectacular scenery on Guangyang Star!"

"Walk!"

......

The wonders of the universe are amazing and magnificent;

But if you could do that kind of "masterful craftsmanship" yourself... then it would seem worthless.

The wondrous landscapes and celestial phenomena on Guangyang Star were indeed impressive, but they failed to bring Chu Yuan any real sense of surprise or delight...

In contrast, he preferred watching the daily lives of ordinary elves, tasting their unique cuisine, or reading their books to learn about their history and art.

He even bought a house in a small town and sat in a recliner by the street every day like an old man, basking in the sun.

Ivy would often come over to ask questions about cultivation.

But I don't like counting heads with him...

"Why are you lying here again? What's so interesting about these people? Aren't you tired of looking at them?"

Her graceful figure blocked the sunlight from falling on her face;

Chu Yuan said in a low voice, "I like this feeling of being a hidden master in the city. In their eyes, I am just an ordinary rich old elf."

But nobody knows that I am a super strong person who can easily destroy the world...

"...How old are you exactly?"

"Oh, you presumptuous fellow;"

You asked a very presumptuous question...

"..."