Unlike other worlds, the Elf Ancestral Realm looked like a towering tree from the outside—except that this great tree had already rotted away.
Broken branches, withered leaves, dead wood decaying away; not a trace of emerald life could be seen in the entire world, only endless gray desolation.
"Alright, this is as far as I go. You can get off now."
After docking the wooden boat above the world and letting out a yawn, Yu Fang waved her hand.
"Once you're done with your business, I'll come back to pick you up."
"...You should stay here."
After a brief hesitation, Bai Zhi turned to look at Qingyi beside him.
"It's too dangerous down there. I might not be able to look after you."
"Mm, be careful."
Without much resistance, Qingyi took his hand and nodded worriedly.
"If you run into danger, just run. Don't force it. Leave everything to those two over there."
Ye Zhiyu Ling at the side: "..."
Saying something like that right in front of us... wasn't that a little too much?
"Don't worry. I'll protect Father and Mother."
Placing his right hand over his left chest, the Elf King wore a solemn expression.
"I swear upon the honor of the Elf Race, I shall—"
"Don't drag the honor of the Elf Race into everything!!"
Before the Elf King could finish his sentence, the scribe, who had finally reached the end of his patience, kicked him straight down into the world below, physically putting a stop to his king's speech.
Bai Zhi: "..."
A few minutes later, the Elf Ancestral Realm.
Bai Zhi had originally thought this would be an utterly desolate, uninhabited world, but to his surprise, not only were there people here, it was actually quite lively.
A magnificent Royal Capital, endless plains, bustling crowds