Elven cultivators

Upon returning to Nine Nether City, Ye Tong immediately took the Dragon Essence Pill and began cultivating.

She was only a few breaths of spiritual energy away from the mid-stage of Qi Refining, and with the Dragon Essence Pills bestowed by Lord Anton, she estimated that she should be able to break through soon.

However, plans often go awry. She had only been cultivating for a few days when the clan leader, Yuehen, dragged her out of the meditation room.

"What happened?"

You'll know when you get there.

Yuehen didn't explain much, but simply led her through the main road of Jiuyou City, heading towards the central square.

Ye Tong was full of doubts, but she didn't ask any further questions.

The clan leader was always calm and composed, not the type to make a fuss over nothing. Since she had come to summon him personally, it must be something important.

But when Ye Tong arrived at the square, he was taken aback.

The square was now surrounded by people.

A dense crowd of people, easily numbering seven or eight hundred at a glance.

More figures gathered in the distance, craning their necks to peer inside.

It's estimated that more than a third of the vassal races of the entire Nine Nether City have come.

Upon seeing Yuehen and Yetong arrive, the crowd immediately parted to make way for them.

Countless gazes converged from all directions, landing heavily on Ye Tong, causing her to involuntarily tense up.

"Lady Flora has arrived and specifically requests to see you."

Yuehen whispered an explanation in her ear, his tone carrying a subtle complexity.

At the same time, Ye Tong also saw Flora in the center of the square, and while she suddenly realized what was happening, she became even more puzzled.

Being summoned away twice by Flor, who is Lady Eleanor's second-in-command, in just a few days is undoubtedly a very eye-catching thing.

No wonder the tribespeople and other vassal races came to watch.

What puzzled Ye Tong was why Flora had sought her out this time.

Could it be that Lord Anton needs her to cooperate with another test?

Ye Tong's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly quickened her pace.

"Lord Fro."

As Ye Tong approached, she was about to bow in greeting when Flora stopped her with a gesture.

Whether it was just her imagination or not, Ye Tong vaguely felt that the way Flora was looking at her was somewhat subtle.

"From now on, we're fellow disciples, so there's no need to be so polite."

Ye Tong paused, her face full of confusion, not understanding what those words meant for a moment.

The chieftains of several vassal races, including Moonmark and Tidestone, all had the same startling thought, and their faces showed expressions of shock and disbelief.

Flor's subsequent words confirmed their guess.

"Night Eyes, in accordance with your teacher's orders, from today onwards, you are a disciple of the Primordial City."

With a smile, Flora flipped her wrist, and a token appeared in her palm, which she handed to Night Eyes.

The cat-girl didn't take it immediately.

She froze on the spot, mouth agape, eyes wide, her expression frozen between astonishment and disbelief.

After a brief moment of deathly silence, the crowd erupted in a roar.

"A disciple of the Primordial City?! Did I hear that right?"

"Nightpus isn't an elf, how can a foreigner become a disciple of Primordial City?"

"Night Eyes... has risen to the top in one fell swoop!"

Exclamations, whispers, and gasps mingled together, like boiling water churning in the square.

Everyone was utterly shocked by the news that Flora herself announced.

Those are disciples of the Primordial City!

A high and mighty figure!

They never imagined that a vassal race could one day become a disciple of the Primordial City.

In an instant, countless gazes focused on Ye Tong.

Shock, envy, jealousy, disbelief... a mix of emotions made the cat-girl the center of attention in the entire square in an instant.

"I...I..." Nightshade finally came to her senses, her face flushed red, and she stammered, "Lady Fu...Lady Furo, I really..."

"What, don't you want to become a disciple of the Primordial City?" Flora asked with a smile.

"No, no!" Ye Tong shook her head repeatedly like a rattle-drum, quickly reaching out to take the token and clutching it tightly to her chest.

The token felt slightly cool to the touch and had a substantial weight.

She stared down at the ancient oak pattern on the token, her mind reeling, as if she were dreaming.

When she first obtained the "Mysterious Yin Night Tour Chapter", she had also fantasized that one day she could become a disciple of the Primordial City.

But when her dream actually came true, she felt a sense of unreality and disorientation, fearing that everything before her eyes was an illusion.

Flora didn't mind the cat-girl's lapse in composure and smiled slightly, "This token is a pass to enter and exit the Primordial City and various functional buildings. It can be used after being dripped with blood and refined with spiritual energy, and only you can use it."

"At the same time tomorrow, take your token to the Primordial City storage area to collect the clothing, books, and supplies allocated to the disciples of Primordial City."

"Your teacher has high hopes for you and hopes that you will continue to work hard and live up to his expectations."

"Yes, Lady Flora!" Nightshade instinctively responded loudly.

Flora gave her a reproachful look.

The cat-woman girl then realized what she was doing and quickly corrected herself, saying, "Senior Sister Flora."

Flora smiled slightly, whispered a few more words of advice, and then left gracefully.

Once her figure disappeared at the entrance of the square, the crowd, which had been barely able to contain themselves, surged forward and surrounded Ye Tong.

"Lord Nightshade, congratulations!"

"This is the first disciple of the Primordial City from a vassal race... Lord Nightshade is truly amazing."

"Lord Nightshade, please take good care of us in the future."

Familiar faces drew closer, their expressions filled with envy and eagerness.

The cat-girl was surrounded by people, trying her best to suppress her excitement and joy, but it still couldn't help but show on her face.

Clan leaders such as Yuehen and Chaoshi stood on the periphery of the crowd, watching Ye Tong surrounded by everyone, their expressions also revealing their excitement.

They are more aware than their tribesmen of the significance behind what happened today.

The Silvermoon Clan has opened up higher channels for advancement to its vassal races.

If Ye Tong can become a disciple of Taichu City, then do others also have a chance?

The thought of this filled them with an uncontrollable burning passion.

……

On the top floor of the distant tower, two wooden windows were half-open.

Eleanor and Elena stood side by side by the window, gazing into the distance and taking in the scene in the square.

Why would the clan leader agree to let a cat-person become a disciple of the Primordial City?

Elena withdrew her gaze and looked at the elven girl beside her with a puzzled expression.

Eleanor calmly said, "After Nighteye cultivated the technique, her bloodline underwent some changes. The clan leader saw the potential in her to mass-produce mid-to-high-level combatants, which is why he lifted the restrictions on vassal races and planned to conduct further experiments."

Elena frowned slightly: "But won't our own people have something to say about this? The disciples of Primordial City have always been exclusively for us elves. Suddenly allowing outsiders to join might make some people uncomfortable."

In fact, this concern is not unfounded.

Even before Ye Tong obtained the cultivation technique, some elves in the clan had expressed their dissatisfaction.

But since it was just a technique, that little bit of dissatisfaction quickly subsided.

But things are different now.

The disciples of Taichu City are the symbol of our clan's glory.

The goals and ideals of countless elves.

Now that it is open to vassal races, one can imagine the uproar it will cause.

Eleanor remained calm and slowly said, "The clan leader has issued a new order: any elf of our clan, even without spiritual roots, can become a disciple of Taichu City as long as they cultivate the power cultivation technique and break through to the second level of power before the age of two hundred."

"For vassal races to become disciples of the Primordial City, in addition to having spiritual roots, they must also make enough merits, which is much more difficult than for their own race of elves."

"In this respect, our clan still enjoys preferential treatment."

After a pause, Eleanor narrowed her eyes, her expression becoming more serious. "Furthermore, this is also a warning to our own race. Don't think that just because you're part of our race you can be complacent. If they don't want to be overtaken or even surpassed by vassal races, then they should work hard to cultivate instead of complaining behind our backs."

Irene hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Won't this be like raising a tiger that will eventually harm us?"

Eleanor smiled and said, "Besides our clan, who else on the Dawn Continent can provide them with sufficient cultivation resources?"

"If they want to become stronger, they have no choice but to depend on us."

"As long as we firmly control the lifeline of resources, we don't need to worry about them having ulterior motives."

"Moreover..." Eleanor's gaze returned to the window, her voice carrying a deeper meaning, "As long as our own race remains strong, the vassal races will not be able to cause any trouble."

Irene was silent for a moment, then slowly nodded.

She actually knew it very well in her heart.

The Elven population pattern dictates that they cannot rely on a large population base to maintain their rule like the Humans and Orcs.

To maintain the current momentum of development and hold onto the territory we have conquered, we must promote and cultivate outsiders.

In fact, even humans and orcs recruit and cultivate vassal races.

"So you had Flora announce this in public today, also for..." Elena suddenly realized.

"That's right." Eleanor's lips curled up slightly. "That way, the effect will be even better."

Looking at that young yet composed face, a hint of admiration flashed in Elena's eyes: "The clan leader certainly made the right choice in selecting you as his assistant."

Eleanor smiled and accepted the compliment without hesitation.

……

As Eleanor had predicted, the news of Nightshade becoming a disciple of the Primordial City spread like wildfire, reaching every corner of the Silvermoon Clan in less than half a day.

Even the vassal clans far away in the Green Heights quickly learned of this news.

In an instant, it was like a giant rock thrown into a calm lake, stirring up huge waves.

After the initial shock, the vassal races were quickly replaced by an unprecedented excitement and exhilaration.

Over the years, they have witnessed firsthand the glory and power of the disciples of Taichu City.

They had envied and been jealous, but they never imagined that one day they would become one of them.

But now, this wishful thinking may become a reality.

How could they not be excited?

All the vassal races were in an uproar.

Everyone was like they'd been injected with adrenaline, brimming with energy.

They were no longer working hard just to earn merit and improve their lives, but for a grander goal that they had never dared to imagine before.

Become a disciple of the Primordial City!

Change your destiny!