Today's fourth update: Chapter 3688! 4/4!
In contrast, the atmosphere on the Winged Race's side was utterly different from the tense standoff in the arena.
Led by several white-haired, solemn elders, the Winged Race's senior members showed no anxiety over the Eight Sons of Flowing Clouds' crushing defeat or Yun Zhilan's sudden intervention. Instead, they stroked their long beards, their faces unanimously displaying meaningful, almost indulgently delighted smiles.
"How many years has it been... Zhilan has always held himself above others. He has shown no interest in so many outstanding women of our clan, dedicating himself solely to pursuing the Great Dao. This old man had thought he would become like those rigid ascetics and remain celibate for life."
One elder smiled as he spoke in a low voice, his gaze shifting back and forth between Xu Caiyi and Yun Zhilan.
"Although this girl's origins are unknown, judging by her fighting style, talent, temperament, and practical combat ability, she is exceptional in every regard. Even rarer is her composure in the face of danger and her potential to grow stronger the longer she fights."
Another elder nodded in agreement, his eyes gleaming. "Just look at how she has begun to fuse the paths of wind and fire, while also wielding so many seemingly disparate methods with effortless ease and integrating them into actual combat. Such comprehension and foundation could never be cultivated by an ordinary race. The more mysterious her background, the deeper the waters behind it often are..."
"If Zhilan can truly form a good match with this girl, it may be an unexpected fortuitous tale for both him personally and the future of our Winged Race."
The third elder stroked his beard thoughtfully, his tone carrying a hint of anticipation. "Our race is declining now. We need