Chapter 659

Chapter 659: Princess Aitexi of the Elves

Geese flying south from the north, floating boats on the cold mountain, this describes the Hanshan Yanxing Sect.

Compared to other sects, this sect is quite unique. Besides its mountain gate for shipbuilding, most of its disciples and members reside on the floating boats in the sky.

And through these enormous floating boats that cover the sky, the sect travels to all corners of the world, both transporting passengers and acting as traders, exchanging resources among different sects and regions.

As a top-tier sect, it has many disciples, and their need for various cultivation resources is substantial. Thus, they often have their own enterprises. The Hanshan Yanxing Sect controls most of the floating boats in the world, with its branches roaming like giant whales across the hundreds of states and counties in the north and south.

If one wishes to travel to other continents, for ordinary people, riding their enormous boats is the safest way. After all, they have a good reputation and formidable strength, which can protect against attacks from various monsters and demons in the desolate mountains and great swamps.

At the same time, being one of the thirty-six top-tier sects, they maintain significant autonomy. As long as they do not openly resist or commit major offenses, secular dynasties do not exert much control over them. This is the confidence of the top-tier sects, though nowadays, due to changes in the world, their power has somewhat weakened.

Lolan Hill looked up at the numerous extraordinary beings dressed in cultivator robes in the sky, numbering around a thousand. Most of them had indigo wings behind them, resembling ancient celestial beings.

These extraordinary beings mostly practiced the Angel Sequence, while some who practiced the War Sequence stood on the massive boat, overlooking below.

After displaying their might, several figures from the government flew straight up into the boat. After a long while, the massive boat slowly moved away, leaving only a few cultivators with wings behind, descending slowly with the government officials.

“Are you envious?” The elf lady before her looked at Lolan Hill.

“A little,” Lolan Hill thought, actually, it’s fine, but saying she isn’t envious would be a bit contentious.

“The actions of the Hanshan Yanxing Sect used to be very mysterious, but now they are so ostentatious. It seems there have been internal changes within the sect,” the elf lady seemed to感慨.

Seeing that Lolan Hill didn’t quite understand, she explained further, “It’s not really a secret either. I’ve been feeling a bit down lately and wanted to talk to someone.”

“In recent days, there have been changes in several top-tier sects. In the Bai’er Continent, in the Qinglian Xijian Palace, a 19-year-old prodigy…

The genius was defeated by a narrow margin. Shortly after, he was proclaimed the contemporary Sword Saint, and judging by his current prowess, he would likely succeed the current sect leader in 4-5 years, taking over the Qinglian Xijian Palace.

By then, he would only be around 24 years old, yet he would have the power to decide the future of tens of thousands of Qingfeng Sword Sect members and the livelihood trends of nearly ten million civilians under their jurisdiction.

The current arrogance of the Hanshan Yanxing Sect is probably related to the internal personnel changes,” the elf lady said, sipping her juice while discussing the remarkable situation.

“Wouldn’t other disciples oppose such a young successor as the new sect leader?” Lolan Hill was somewhat surprised.

“Yes, that’s why they’re currently holding back, but in a few more years, when the older generation has passed away, who will have the qualifications and strength to suppress the newly rising younger generation? Moreover, the cultivation methods practiced by the current disciples were explored by the younger generation, not the older ones; thus, they naturally follow the new sect leader.”

“This choice is not only due to their similar age and familiarity but also because the new sect leader embodies hope for the future path. Whether in public or private interests, they would make this choice.”

“A few years ago, during the solar and lunar transition, so many things changed,” the elf lady said, her eyes like transparent amber, looking slightly at the cup in her hand.

After a while, she lifted her head.

“I’m sorry, I got carried away again. As an elf, my sense of time is different, and sometimes I fall into these self-dialogues to pass the time.” Although she was apologizing, she seemed very warm, as if talking about trivial matters of daily life.

“It’s fine,” Lolan Hill thought to herself. In fact, her sense of time was also not normal. In her past life, she didn’t think much about it, but in this life, due to having seen too many memories of the witch seniors, she sometimes felt that a couple of years passed as quickly as a day or two.

“Oh, where did we leave off? How about I recommend you visit the Wanzihong Valley? It is one of the Thirty-Six Upper Gates and located in the Huaxu Continent. I am quite familiar with the people there,” the elf lady said.

She had now recognized the girl’s background; she was Jialan, who had become famous in the recent grand selection.

“What main path does the Wanzihong Valley focus on? Actually, I’m looking for the Hua Yu or Jiuyou paths.”

Aitexi looked at the young lady with some surprise.

“They mainly practice the One Path of Hundred Flowers, which falls under the Natural Sequence.”

“If you want to explore other upper gates, I can help you inquire. However,

“If you don’t cultivate the Natural Sequence, how can you help me nurture the seeds?”

  ”As for that,” Loran Hill hesitated for a moment before deciding to speak up.

  ”I’m a bit special; I can cultivate two sequences simultaneously.” Actually, she thought, nine at once would work too.

  After saying this, she demonstrated briefly, completely dispersing the aura of the Natural Sequence around her, then emitting a faint trace of the War Sequence. This was something she had recently learned from observing Baichou, though it wasn’t perfected yet.

  ”This is truly rare.” Aitexi’s amber eyes sparkled like countless little stars, as if she had discovered a new world.

  ”Let me see.” She leaped from her seat, landing gracefully in front of Loran Hill, placing her hands, as white as jade, on the girl’s shoulders, seemingly wanting to investigate further.

  ”It’s not appropriate,” Loran Hill said, looking at the elf girl in front of her, the faint scent of flowers reaching her nose.

  ”Let me see, I’m very curious.” Aitexi acted like a young girl, pouting.

  ”Alright.”

  She had expected a steady elven elder sister, but instead… Loran Hill shook her head helplessly and demonstrated again.

  ”How amazing.” After feeling it for a while, Aitexi let go and returned to her seat.

  ”Now I have even more confidence in you.” Aitexi rested her white arms on the table, her chin on her folded hands, looking at the girl in front of her.

  ”Your name is Jialan, right? That’s wonderful. Let me introduce myself too; my name is Aitexi, from the Emerald Forest of the Verdant Empire, which makes me part of the royal family of the elves. However, I am currently trapped in the Eastern Dragon Continent. I hope you can help me nurture the seeds of the Sacred Tree so that I can advance and safely return to my homeland in the Western Continent.”

  ”My name is Jialan. I used to be called Lacy. I come from Vergha on the Western Continent, where I once managed a merchant guild. Later, I encountered an accident and drifted to the Eastern Continent. Now, I have some memory loss and wish to return to the Western Continent.” Loran Hill also rose and bowed gracefully.

  ”That’s great. Now we’ll have companions on our journey back.” Aitexi was particularly happy.

  ”Then, let’s discuss now how we can help Little Lacy find a suitable sect.”

  ”Why add the word ‘little’?”

  ”Because I am an elf. Although I might be about your height, I am definitely older than you.” Aitexi raised her finger, and a tiny star appeared, twinkling.

  (The End of Chapter)