I reign supreme in the Western fantasy world for eternity.

Ji Tian sat cross-legged in the broad crook of the red dragon's neck, the storage ring in his hand already meticulously disassembled down to the third layer.

The divine consciousness transformed into countless hair-thin tentacles, carefully peeling away a magical pattern of "soul binding".

He suddenly felt something and looked eastward.

The power was extremely light and faint, like a spider silk scattered by the wind, brushing against his consciousness almost imperceptibly.

Someone is interpreting his fortune.

Now that he has reached the Nascent Soul stage, his divine sense is far more sensitive to the rules of heaven and earth than before. Although he cannot yet reach the level of "every word spoken is known" as described in online novels, he can still locate the other party in reverse when being "divinated or prophesied". In fact, people with weak divination abilities cannot divine him at all.

His consciousness followed the spider silk upstream, passing through mountains and rivers, but was blocked by an array among the mountains of the Eastern Territory.

Eastern border.

The direction of the Wind Spirit Moon Shadow Sect.

All other information was blocked by the sect's own array.

Even if Alice didn't know divination, Ji Tian could figure out who did it with his eyes closed.

Ophelia, the second apprentice with silver hair, blue eyes, and a blank expression.

She was divining for herself.

The disciple who usually seemed the most obedient was actually secretly divining his whereabouts after writing romance novels with him as the protagonist.

The crime is added to the class!

He couldn't help but recall the scene of his first encounter with his second apprentice:

It was late autumn, and the larch forests on the border of the Elven Kingdom were covered with golden needles that rustled in the wind.

He was traveling and had recently taken on his eldest disciple, Shirley. He was taking her with him to find a suitable spiritual vein to establish the foundation of his sect.

Of course, Shirley's understanding was that "Master took her out to fight," and along the way she beat up three dens of kobolds, two goblin bears, and a wild boar that didn't know its own death and blocked the road.

He stopped under a huge ancient oak tree, preparing to use his divine sense to readjust his direction, when he suddenly heard a faint, very regular sound coming from behind the bushes not far away.

Click—click—click—

It sounded like a small animal gnawing on something hard, with a steady rhythm and an indescribable calmness.

Sherry thought it was some kind of novel monster, and rolled up her sleeves, ready to "beat it up first," but Ji Tian stopped her.

Ji Tian told her to stay where she was and walked around the bushes by herself, where she saw a girl.

She squatted beside a fallen tree trunk, her short, silvery-white hair falling beside her ears, her pointed ears gleaming slightly in the dappled shadows of the trees.

She wore a finely crafted, but worn-out, dark blue robe with silver thread embroidered on the collar, a pattern unique to elven nobles.

She was tearing a piece of bark off the tree trunk, putting it in her mouth, and then chewing it slowly and carefully, as if she were savoring a carefully prepared dish.

Ji Tian looked at her for a few seconds.

"Is it tasty?"

The girl looked up, her icy blue eyes meeting his gaze calmly, without a trace of panic or embarrassment. She simply swallowed the bark in her mouth and replied slowly, "The inner bark of birch trees tastes better than oak bark."

"...How long have you been hungry?"

"Three days." She paused. "Maybe four days. I can't quite remember."

"Why don't you go out?"

"I'm lost."

Ji Tian nodded, his gaze sweeping over her. Her magical energy was shrunk, her mental energy was depleted, and her body had reached its limit.

Despite being so hungry, she remained upright while squatting there, her tone of voice remained calm, and even the rhythm of her gnawing on tree bark was not disrupted in the slightest by his presence.

He found the half-elf's personality quite interesting at the time.

"What's your name?"

"Ophelia, I have no surname." She lowered her eyelashes. "My mother was human and she's dead. My father was an elven nobleman, but he didn't like me and thought I was a disgrace."

"So you ran away from home?"

"Um."

"Where to?"

"I don't know." Ophelia looked up, her icy blue eyes reflecting the sunlight filtering through the gaps in the ancient oak canopy. "Anywhere is fine, there's an infinite future wherever you go."

After listening, Ji Tian exclaimed that the other person was an expert and felt that he was also a template for online novel protagonists.

"So, do you plan to seek revenge on your father in the future?"

Ophelia shook her head. "He just doesn't like me. He thinks I'm a burden. He hasn't treated me too badly before, and he tacitly allowed me to leave this time. If I had to say, he's done me a favor."

Okay, it's not the protagonist template he's familiar with.

Ji Tian reached out and handed her a piece of dry food.

Ophelia didn't take it; instead, she tore off another piece of bark from the tree trunk, put it in her mouth, and chewed it slowly.

"I am not a beggar." Her voice was soft, yet stubborn.

Ji Tian placed the dry food on the tree stump next to her. "I know. This is an investment, a cause and effect, and you'll have to pay it back later."

Ophelia paused, a hint of confusion flashing in her icy blue eyes.

"Investment? Cause and effect?"

"Yes." Ji Tian stood up, brushing the tattered leaves off his robes. "I'm planning to establish a sect, and I'm currently recruiting. If you really have nowhere to go, you can come with me first. Food and lodging will be provided, but after you learn the skills, you'll have to help me with the work."

Ophelia stared at him intently for a long time, as if trying to determine whether the person before her was someone she could entrust with her life.

Then she stood up.

Because I squatted for too long, my legs went numb, and my body swayed. I had to hold onto the tree trunk to steady myself.

She walked to the tree stump, picked up the piece of dry rations, broke off a small piece, put it in her mouth, chewed it a couple of times, and frowned slightly. "Hard."

Ji Tian said in a serious tone, "Dry rations, of course they have to be hard."

He would never tell the other party that this was the product of his failed attempt to refine the Bigu Pill, and that it was essentially an unformed pill.

Ophelia didn't say anything more, carefully tucking the remaining dry rations into her bosom, and silently followed Ji Tian's footsteps...

Then, she became Ji Tian's second disciple, and also the disciple who gave him the least trouble. Her divination abilities were so amazing that even he was amazed. Her only flaw was that she didn't call him "master" very often.

He didn't care about this, simply assuming it was just the nature of elves.

Even now, it seems that the most obedient apprentice has been led astray, and someone dares to write a book about him.

He recalled the romance novel passages the two women on the dragon's back had just been reciting, and with a deep breath, he suppressed the inexplicable irritation, patting the red dragon's neck with his right hand.

"Old Dragon, speed up!"

The red dragon was enjoying gliding with its eyes closed when it was hit and almost choked, spewing out two plumes of black smoke.

"What is it now?" Its voice carried a hint of impatience.

"I have something to say." Ji Tian's tone was calm, but Honglong could hear the unquestionable tone in his words.

"What's the rush? Didn't you say you wanted to study the ring, improve the formation, and..."

"accelerate."

The red dragon swallowed the rest of its words, then suddenly flapped its wings, creating a howling wind, and its body shot forward like an arrow.

The airflow on the dragon's back suddenly became turbulent. Lilith was so wind-blown that she couldn't speak and could only cling tightly to Ji Tian's waist. Her long, silvery-white hair fluttered wildly behind her like a flag.

Mason quickly hugged Alex tightly and asked loudly, "Senior! What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Ji Tian's voice drifted intermittently through the wind, reaching everyone's ears. "A disciple in the sect misses me, so I'm going back to visit."