Perhaps, Status Can Become Real

"Ilith, why don't you go rest in the hammock for a bit? I want to read some books on the floor," Xian said, before burying himself in a book.

"Thank you, Your Highness."

A look of joy appeared on Ilith's face, which was no bigger than the palm of a hand.

She hadn't stood for so long or done so much physical activity since she was born, which made her understand the hard work of the servants in her own castle.

"Phew!"

After lying back on the soft hammock, Ilith dangled her jade-like, translucent calves over the edge of the bed, stretching comfortably and making a kitten-like whimper.

Then she turned over and lay on the hammock, swinging her legs as she watched the black-haired youth who was focused on flipping through the books in front of her, a hint of curiosity flashing in her gray-white eyes.

Only now did she finally relax and could properly observe the appearance of the noblest Prince in the world.

His slender fingers gently brushed across the pages, his movements elegant and unhurried, his soft black hair falling slightly, covering part of his forehead, but unable to hide those deep, night-like black eyes.

The sunlight slanted down from the colored glass windows at the top, coating his angular profile with a soft golden edge, highlighting his perfect facial contours.

So... so handsome!

Ilith couldn't help but exclaim in her heart.

Judging from his appearance alone, this Prince certainly lived up to the title of a Prince of a super kingdom.

Moreover, for some reason, this Prince seemed to have a wonderful affinity. Although she had never liked talking to people, she could relax in front of this noble Prince in a magical way, and even be driven around at will without any complaints.

A bit strange... Could it be that this Prince has some kind of ability?

The girl glanced suspiciously at the words above the youth's head, not the long string of Status Blessings, but the Profession Blessing "College Student" behind it.

(Clear and Foolish: You will more easily win the favor of others upon first meeting.) Hundreds of years ago, for some unknown reason, a battle began between the gods.

It was a cataclysmic disaster that shattered the heavens and the earth.

The sun in the sky expanded countless times, as if to dry up the oceans and crack the earth.

The moonlight cast by the moon also turned into swords, sharp enough to pierce flesh and blood.

Waves rolled on the sea, raging and engulfing all sails.

Spire-like towering mountains rose from the earth, as if to pierce the sky.

A storm suddenly rose, even uprooting giant trees hundreds of meters high, and even shaking mountains.

Lightning roared in the clouds, and all living beings who dared to fly at this time had their wings broken by the lightning, and even the most powerful dragons bowed their heads in fear.

Living beings dared not dream, because beautiful dreams had completely disappeared, and only terrifying nightmares remained at this moment.

The cataclysm lasted for seven days and seven nights before it stopped. During this period, countless living beings were killed and injured, and even the vast continent was divided into two by a terrifying thunderbolt, turning into two continents, the West Continent and the East Continent, drifting away.

Thereafter, westward was the West Continent, and eastward was the East Continent.

"Phew," Xian breathed a long sigh of relief after closing the book.

This story, as mythical as it sounds, is the true history of this fantastical world. How truly... fascinating! So, gods can also engage in strife and bring about calamities, and their power is so immense that they can cleave an entire continent in two, like cutting a cake.

How terrifying, how shocking, how... tempting! A glint of fervor flashed in Xian's eyes. As a transmigrator from a world without magic, it was almost inevitable that he would develop a wild ambition for this near-limitless power.

If one day, he could sit high on the divine throne, listening to the prayers of the world, that would be wonderful.

At the very least, as a god, he would be willing to do some good for the world, such as unifying taxes, abolishing slaves and prostitutes, and so on... At that time, anyone who dared to object would be sent directly to the guillotine. Anyway, he would have become a god, and no one could stop his will, right?

Xian indulged in such a beautiful future, the corners of his mouth involuntarily rising slightly.

But he quickly came to his senses, pinched his thigh, and quickly regained his composure.

Xian, ah, Xian, why are you daydreaming again? This is not a college student in a university classroom.

By the way, the East and West Continents have been separated for hundreds of years. Has no one ever tried to find the East Continent? Thinking of this, Xian quickly rummaged through a stack of books beside him and soon found a book titled Exploring the East Continent.

He opened this thick book and entered a state of reading again.

Not long after the end of the Great Calamity, countless navigators set sail, heading towards the East Continent.

People originally thought that it was something that could be reached as a matter of course, because among those navigators, there were many powerful transcendents. Even if there were many ferocious magical beasts living in the ocean, they could not stop their progress.

But soon, the first batch of navigators returned. Of the fleet of tens of thousands of people, only a few small boats remained.

From the mouths of the deranged navigators, people learned that a terrifying mist had risen on the sea in the direction of the East Continent.

Any ship that entered the mist, both the ship and its crew, would gradually descend into madness due to insomnia, eventually killing each other.

No one could break through that fog of sleeplessness, so the craze to go to the East Continent gradually subsided.

Several years later, another fleet set sail.

The crew on board were all heroes who had forged many great achievements and whose names resounded throughout the continent.

They rubbed their fists and vowed to establish an unparalleled feat.

As high-level transcendents, they could still remain conscious even after prolonged insomnia, not to mention that there were many Magicians on board who could use meditation to replace sleep.

People were full of confidence in them, until months later, the heroes returned with few survivors and covered in wounds.

From their mouths, the world learned for the first time how terrifying the separation between the West Continent and the East Continent was.

During the crossing of the Sleepless Fog, they would face a giant magical beast coiled on the sea surface, with an immeasurable length—the "World Serpent" Jörmungandr.

The heroes finally crossed the "World Serpent" at the cost of almost complete annihilation, but when the mist dissipated, what appeared before them was an incredibly desperate scene.

An incomparably huge ice wall, unable to see the top or the end, formed by frozen ice, blocked everything.

It was rooted in the deep seabed, yet it almost touched the stars.

The surviving heroes used all their skills, but could only break a small hole in the ice wall of immeasurable hardness.

This terrifying scene directly shattered their confidence, so they could only return with grief and despair.

Fortunately, the "World Serpent" did not launch another attack on the return journey, otherwise they would have died in the deep sea like their dead companions.

In the hundreds of years that followed, countless people also set sail with dreams to go to the East Continent, but in the end, few returned.

To this day, those who still want to go to the East Continent are known as madmen and dreamers.

"What a truly remarkable epic."

Xian closed the book again, sighing in admiration.

The history recounted in the book reminded him of the Argonauts in Greek mythology.

It's just a pity that the Argonauts had the blessings of the gods and ultimately achieved their goal, but the fate of the fleet in this world that went to the East Continent was very tragic. "In other words, the people of the entire West Continent know nothing about the East Continent..."

Xian's pupils suddenly contracted.

He suddenly realized that his identity... might actually come true! Tomorrow's update will be pushed back to 12 o'clock at night. As an apology, there will be an extra update at that time. Because the new book chart changes once a week, friends who have monthly tickets tomorrow night at 12 o'clock can vote after reading the three chapters to help the author. I am very grateful for this~Thanks(ω)