From the very beginning, Ian had been looking forward to seeing Canaanmore's capital, the World Tree Capital.
Laugh if you wanted, but back then, because Ian had no real concept of just how deranged a world Terra was, he had assumed the Imperial Capital was merely an unremarkable little medieval city. When he actually saw it, he had naturally been given an earth-shattering shock by that end-of-the-world supertechnological planetary-shield megacity.
After that, he had been filled with reverence for every famous major city on Terra. And a city like the World Tree Capital, one spoken of in the same breath as the Imperial Capital, had left Ian utterly enthralled.
—Just how absurd would that city be? I can't wait.
With that anticipation, Ian spent two rather fulfilling days aboard the airship with several friends.
On the first day, Chairman Yafda had business to attend to and left his family's airship. Ian used psionic power to discuss the Arcane Path with Isengard.
In truth, Isengard had long known of the Meditation Method and the Origin Matter Furnace Core. But in its earliest stages, this brand-new cultivation method was difficult to teach through words alone. Ian had to demonstrate it personally before others could understand what exactly they were supposed to do.
Put simply, without someone guiding you, very few people could quickly get the hang of complex tabletop games from the rulebook alone. In fact, even with someone guiding them, those of dull aptitude would still find it difficult to learn.
But Isengard truly was a genius. He had originally been an outstanding alchemist regarded as a future alchemical master, so his aptitude for sublimation bloodlines naturally would not be poor. Not to mention that his journey through the South Sea Grand Labyrinth had tempered his will; his soul and way