I reign supreme in the Western fantasy world for eternity.

Having lived for over two thousand years, the red dragon flew very steadily.

Its wings flapped from time to time, and its tail swayed slightly in the mountain breeze, occasionally sweeping across a thin cloud and leaving a long, thin trail.

"Senior Long." Lilith poked her head out from behind Ji Tian, ​​her voice broken by the wind, "You fly so steadily, much more steadily than Master's space jump."

The red dragon's tail tip twitched slightly, but it did not respond.

Ji Tian lowered his head to study the storage ring in his hand, his divine sense repeatedly entering and exiting, occasionally frowning.

This tiny ring is actually engraved with magic that can simultaneously provide spatial anchoring, stabilization and reinforcement, elemental isolation, soul binding, disguise, reduce the flow of time within space, and self-destruct when disassembled.

In other words, his control over power far surpasses that of ordinary people; anyone else trying to dismantle the ring would have blown it up countless times already.

These magical elements are interconnected and extremely difficult to dismantle. The person who designed this system must be a top expert in the fields of "spatial anchoring" and "time flow".

Ji Tian made up his mind that he would definitely visit that academy when he had time in the future.

Mason cleared his throat and said to Ji Tian, ​​who was standing in front of the dragon, "Um... senior, approximately how long will it take us to fly?"

Ji Tian glanced at the back of the red dragon's head. "Watch it. Stop flying when it gets tired, and keep flying when it's not. It should arrive in as little as two days."

Two streams of hot liquid shot out from the red dragon's nostrils, and it snorted in dissatisfaction.

Mason hesitated for a moment before finally speaking up, "Senior, um... how should we address you from now on? We can't just keep calling you 'senior,' can we?"

Upon hearing this, Ji Tian looked up from his study of the storage ring.

He suddenly realized that these newcomers did not know his real name and had been calling him "senior" or "master." "Li Feiyu" was just an alias.

It's time to tell them my real name.

"Actually..." He stood up, hands behind his back, his robes fluttering in the wind, and replied in a deep and profound voice, "My name is Ji Tian."

There was a moment of silence behind me.

Then Lilith let out a sharp, explosive sound: "Ji Tian?!"

Mason suddenly peeked out from behind Alex, his fiery red eyes wide, his voice trembling: "Which 'Ji Tian'? 'Ji' as in 'four seasons,' and 'Tian' as in 'sky'?"

Ji Tian hadn't expected the other side to react this way. He thought to himself that no matter how handsome or dashing he was, these two people shouldn't have reacted this much. His name wasn't some kind of forbidden spell, so why the fuss?

He replied in a deep voice, "That's right, I am Ji Tian."

Lilith and Mason exchanged a glance, their expressions shifting from shock to subtlety, and then to a kind of indescribable excitement.

Lilith swallowed hard and cautiously approached. "Is it... is it Ji Tian, ​​the one who said 'Rise, my elven lover'?"

"What the hell?" Ji Tian's eyelids twitched as he listened, suddenly sensing that something bad was about to happen.

Mason nodded vigorously, "Exactly! That novel with a single female lead, where the elven saintess dies fighting for humanity, and the protagonist, Ji Tian, ​​holds her body and cries bitterly, then shouts, 'Rise, my elven lover'—I cried three times over that scene!"

"And that one!" Lilith exclaimed enthusiastically. "In 'The Elven Princess's Billions of Stars,' Ji Tian tells the Elven King at the All-Round Assembly, 'I want to marry your daughter, and if you disagree, I'll buy the entire Elven race!' That was my favorite book before I fled!"

"Yes, yes, yes! I've read that book too! I think the most touching part is when Ji Tian holds the elf princess atop the snow-capped mountain and says, 'I would give up three thousand years of cultivation for just one glance from you!'"

The two women chatted back and forth, getting more and more excited as they talked, completely forgetting that they were on the back of a dragon, thousands of meters in the air.

Ji Tian's eyelids twitched more and more violently, and the veins on his temples bulged out.

He took a deep breath and interrupted them expressionlessly: "I have never said those words, nor have I written those books."

Lilith tilted her head in confusion. "How could there be someone with the same name?"

"It's just a coincidence of names! Although there are very few people named Ji Tian on the mainland, there are still some!"

Mason added, "But... what a coincidence! The author's pen name is 'The Elf Lady Who Doesn't Want to Reveal Her Name,' and the story is set in the Eastern Lands or the Elf Royal Court..."

"...I will investigate this thoroughly." Ji Tian said this, but he already knew in his heart who did it.

He had long known that his second disciple had used the stories of ancient sages from his online novels to write a book, since his third disciple had come to him with all his heart after seeing the concept of cultivation in the book.

He didn't pay much attention at the time. After all, this could both popularize the concept of cultivation to the world and allow Ophelia to earn some pocket money. Why not?

But to his utter surprise, just a few years later, she switched to writing romance novels, and even those with him as the protagonist.

All of this culminated in Ji Tian's gritted teeth and uttered a single sentence: "...Ophelia."

The first thing he decided to do upon returning to the sect was to confiscate all of his second disciple's tools of crime.

No, let's burn her drafts first.

No, that's not right... Let's see how she portrays herself before deciding on the punishment.

…………

Achoo!

A gentle evening breeze stirred, causing eyelashes to flutter, and a soft sneeze escaped from the mouth of a half-elf who wished to remain anonymous.

Beneath her short, silvery-white hair were a pair of icy blue eyes that seemed to see into people's hearts, and her half-elf pointed ears were hidden among her hair.

She had a slender waist and a graceful figure, and was holding a pot of tea in her hand.

The steam from the teapot rose in wisps, leaving a faint white trail in the twilight.

Ophelia gently placed the teapot back on the stove, her short, silvery hair falling beside her ears, her pointed ears turning slightly red in the steam.

Alice poked half her head in from outside the door, her hair still damp with evening dew. "Second Senior Sister! You just sneezed. Could you be catching a cold?"

Ophelia turned around, her icy blue eyes calmly glancing at her, and said softly, "Half-elves don't catch colds. But you, why aren't you cultivating in the back mountains at this hour? What are you doing here looking for me?"

Alice chuckled and pulled out a roll of parchment from behind her back, which was covered with dense writing.

"My new manuscript, could you take a look, senior sister? This time it's from the female lead's perspective, and Ji Tian is the villain. In the end, he's moved by the female lead's deep affection and cries in her arms for a long time..."

"I won't look."

"Please, Second Senior Sister, this is a once-in-a-lifetime request."

Ophelia originally wanted to say, "This is your seventeenth 'once-in-a-lifetime' request," but seeing the other person's pitiful appearance, she softened and reached out to take the manuscript.

She recalled the time she wrote a long novel about cultivation, nearly a million words long, but the paper and ink were ridiculously expensive, and in the end only one copy was printed, which ended up alone in Alice's hands.

She later discovered that long novels were too expensive and no one was willing to buy them, so she decided to stop writing.

It was these three junior sisters who kept pestering her, offering plot ideas and guaranteeing that "the short romance story will definitely be a hit." Their only request was to change the protagonist's name to "Ji Tian," ostensibly to spread his name to the world. Only then did she reluctantly change her profession.

These books later became incredibly popular, spreading to every region except the East Coast.

As for why it didn't become a hit in the East?

That was naturally Alice's father, the Duke of the East, who forbade it.

He was already being merciful by allowing these books to be printed in the East; he would never agree to allow the books of that author, who allowed his daughter to go out and cultivate some kind of immortality, to circulate in his territory!

But this is for the best...

Ophelia sighed and turned to the first page.

Achoo!

"Second Senior Sister, you definitely have a cold, right?"

"No." Ophelia also felt something was strange and decided to do another divination after seeing her junior sister off.