Elven cultivators

Outer city of the Great City, mooring plaza.

This plaza, which was built not long after the outbreak of the Dragon Slaying War, has recently undergone another round of expansion.

The area has expanded by more than three or four times compared to before, enough to accommodate hundreds of flying boats taking off and landing at the same time.

At this moment, hundreds of disciples from Taichu City were gathered in the square, craning their necks, staring wide-eyed at the enormous structure in the center of the square, their faces filled with shock and curiosity.

It was a giant tower that stood nine stories tall.

The tower has eight sides and is dark gold in color, giving it a heavy and weighty feel.

The octagonal eaves project upwards, with a fist-sized bronze bell hanging from each corner. The bronze is simple and ancient, with faint, fine runes on its surface.

Beneath the eaves, layers of brackets extend outwards, each with a different pattern, from bottom to top: auspicious clouds, mythical birds, mythical beasts, and immortal herbs, each layer building upon the previous one, symbolizing ascent to higher places.

A bronze statue of a three-legged golden crow stands proudly atop the tower.

The bronze statue is entirely made of pure gold, with outstretched wings as if about to take flight, and its three legs firmly gripping the dew-collecting plate at the top of the tower, with the tips of its claws deeply embedded in it.

Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the clouds, bathing the tower in a pale golden glow.

From a distance, it looks like a divine abode that has emerged from ancient mythology.

"This is the Flying Radiance Tower."

"This size is several times larger than the Flying Cloud Boat."

"I heard this tower can hold tens of thousands of people..."

The disciples were full of amazement.

They had seen the Flying Boat and thought it was already an amazing flying artifact.

But now, standing in front of the Flying Radiance Tower, they truly understood what a colossal object was.

Compared to the tower in front of it, the Lingyun Flying Boat looks like a small fishing boat moored next to a giant ship, appearing tiny and frail.

Evan stood in the crowd, looking up at the towering tower, his eyes filled with undisguised amazement.

Ryan, standing beside him, was also full of amazement.

"This is a Xuan-level flying magic weapon. I wonder how it will be to control?"

Ryan reached out and nudged Evan's arm, his voice brimming with barely concealed excitement.

"Evan, the Chengshi Hall has issued a recruitment notice for disciples to pilot the Flying Sun Tower. Do you want to participate?"

"Control the Flying Shining Tower?" Evan was slightly taken aback.

"That's right." Ryan looked eager to try. "Now that we've learned it, if we ever launch a war, we can take on the mission of piloting the Flying Sun Tower. Just imagine, sitting in the tower controlling the formations and overlooking the entire battlefield—how impressive would that be?"

Evan hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.

"I'd rather not participate."

"Why?" Ryan asked, somewhat surprised.

"If a war really breaks out, wouldn't it be easier to gain contribution points by going directly to the battlefield? How many contribution points can you earn by piloting the Flying Tower?" Evan said with a sneer.

Ryan thought about it and realized that Evan made a good point.

He sighed, giving up on the idea of ​​taking on the piloting mission, and asked dejectedly, "So what are you planning to do next?"

Evan smiled, flicked his wrist, and a black banner appeared out of thin air in his palm. He waved it at Ryan: "Do you know what this is?"

Ryan looked at it carefully for a few moments.

This banner is as black as ink, and its material is neither silk nor hemp, giving it a faint, cool feel.

The flagpole is grayish-white, with its surface covered with fine pores. Faint grayish-white mist can be seen escaping from the pores and lingering around the flagpole.

Ryan suddenly remembered something and exclaimed, "Could this be the Soul Gathering Banner?"

Evan smiled and nodded: "That's right."

Ryan immediately understood: "You plan to go out and collect remnant souls."

Chengshitang recently issued a new mission to collect remnant souls using the Soul Gathering Banner, with generous rewards.

With frequent wars in various places recently, and the battlefields littered with remnants of souls, collecting them wouldn't be difficult.

Therefore, many disciples eagerly accepted the offer.

In the past few months, a large number of disciples have traveled to various places to collect remnant souls.

Ryan suddenly realized, but quickly frowned and hesitated, saying, "But I heard that a new region called Crimson Blood Fertile Land has recently been discovered near Nine Nether City, and the clans are very likely to launch a war to take it over. Aren't you planning to participate?"

Evan laughed, "You're out of touch."

"What do you mean?" Ryan looked at him in confusion.

"I heard from Senior Brother Ryan that the task of collecting remnant souls is to prepare for the attack on the Crimson Blood Fertile Land." Evan lowered his voice, his expression becoming more serious. "Our teacher is preparing to forge a new type of Dao soldier called 'Yin Soldier' ​​to deal with those underground creatures."

Ryan's eyes lit up immediately.

"Ghost soldiers? What are those?"

"I'm not entirely sure about the specifics either." Evan shook his head. "However, Senior Brother Ryan said that the clan will probably wait until they establish the Yin Army before launching an attack on the Crimson Blood Fertile Land. We can collect remnant souls to earn contribution points first, and then join the war after Nine Nether City starts its campaign."

Ryan's eyes lit up when he heard this, and without saying a word, he turned to leave.

"Where are you going?" Evan called out to him.

"Take on the mission!" Ryan waved without turning his head. "How could I miss out on something this interesting?"

"Wait for me a moment. I'll come find you as soon as I get the Soul Gathering Banner. Let's go out together to collect remnant souls."

Evan watched his hurried figure, shook his head and chuckled, then followed after him.

As soon as the two stepped out of the parking plaza, a low hum suddenly came from above.

Evan and Ryan instinctively looked up.

A bluish-white flying boat was seen flying over the city of Taichu at great speed, and in the blink of an eye it passed over the city wall and disappeared into the horizon.

"The Soaring Cloud Flying Boat?" Ryan was slightly taken aback. "What happened?"

Evan also had some doubts.

The Lingyun Flying Boat rarely makes a move.

After all, the Primordial Spirit Realm has teleportation arrays; you can go wherever you want by using them.

Only when going to more distant places, such as beyond the Eldron Plains, will one travel on a Flying Boat.

Moreover, only a handful of legendary powerhouses in the entire clan are qualified to travel on the Lingyun Flying Boat.

who can that be?

Several names flashed through Evan's mind, but he couldn't be sure.

He shook his head and looked away.

"I don't know, but since they've used a flying boat, it must be something important. Let's go to the Hall of Service first."

Ryan nodded, and the two quickened their pace, heading towards Chengshi Hall.

……

Nine-tiered Heavenly Tower, Heavenly Origin Hall.

Eleanor sat behind the long table, a quill pen in her hand, reviewing documents.

The hall was unusually quiet, with only the faint sound of a quill pen scratching against paper and the occasional chirping of birds from outside the window in the distance.

Just then, a series of light footsteps came from the entrance of the hall.

Flora strode in, stopped in front of the long table, and bowed slightly.

"Lady Eleanor"

Eleanor didn't look up, her pen continuing to move across the paper, and casually asked, "What's wrong?"

"Lord Roman has left the city aboard the Flying Cloud Ship," Flora said.

Eleanor paused slightly in her hand, raised her eyes, and looked at Flor with a puzzled expression.

"Leaving the city? Where is she going?"

"Green Heights, Azurescale City," Flora replied. "A vassal race has come to join the clan and has now arrived in Azurescale City. The clan needs to send someone to meet them, and Lord Roman happened to hear about this and offered to take over the task."

Eleanor paused for a moment, then shook her head, both amused and exasperated.

"She's still as carefree as ever."

Roman's status and position are not what they used to be.

She is the vice commander of the Silvermoon Legion and one of the few legendary powerhouses in the clan.

If you were to go out, you would be a very important person wherever you go.

Why would she need to personally intervene with a mere vassal race?

But on second thought, Eleanor realized that given Roman's personality, it wasn't surprising that he would do something like this.

Her friend was never one to care about appearances or status.

Just as Eleanor was about to speak, her expression suddenly changed, and she changed the subject.

"What kind of vassal race has arrived?"

"They are the Dogmen," Flora said. "They originally lived on the Frostridge Plateau, but due to local wars, they were forced to migrate as a whole. Later, they heard about our recruitment of vassal races, so they contacted us, wanting to become our vassal race in exchange for protection."

"No wonder." A look of realization flashed in the elven girl's eyes.

The Dog People are a beast-like sub-human race similar to the Cat People.

They have a human-like appearance, but retain many canine characteristics.

For example, its erect, pointed ears, fluffy tail, and keen sense of smell and hearing.

In addition, the dog-people's physical abilities far surpass those of ordinary humans, with outstanding speed and explosive power, making them natural warriors and hunters.

Since the clan chief initiated the experiment on the bloodline of the demon race, the clan has paid special attention to the vassal races that may evolve into the bloodline of the demon race, among which the cat people and other beast-descended sub-human races have received the most attention.

The dog-people are naturally included in this group.

Roman probably did so for this reason, which is why he personally took action.

Of course, based on Eleanor's understanding of her friend, Roman was probably more curious about what the Houndmen looked like and wanted to see them for himself.

"He's already advanced to the third level of Strength, yet he's still so... childish."

A hint of helplessness appeared on Eleanor's face as she shook her head.

Flora stood to the side, smiling without saying a word.

She dared not speak ill of Lord Roman behind his back.

Lord Roman held a transcendent position in the clan, and even the three elders dared not neglect him.

After all, everyone knows that Lord Roman and his teacher grew up together and have an extremely close relationship.

Many people even believe that if the teacher were to choose a partner in the future, it would most likely be Lord Roman.

but……

Flora secretly glanced at Lady Eleanor and muttered to herself.

She felt that Lady Eleanor would also be a suitable partner for her teacher.

Lady Eleanor is calm, meticulous, and exceptionally capable. Over the years, she has managed clan affairs in an orderly manner, allowing her teacher to focus on cultivation. She is truly a virtuous and capable wife.

Moreover, it's obvious to everyone that Lady Eleanor has feelings for her teacher...

But these thoughts only dared to linger in her mind; Flora would never dare to voice them aloud.

She lowered her eyes, suppressing her chaotic thoughts, and quietly awaited Eleanor's next instructions.