Even though Lu Yuan had stirred a trace of inquiry and curiosity in the depths of her heart, that interest merely flashed past, far from enough to make the proud imperial princess of the Elf Race lower herself and take the initiative to question him.
Aiselandier slowly withdrew her gaze, her cool, pale-gray eyes returning to their usual indifferent calm, not the slightest ripple visible on her face.
To her, Lu Yuan was merely a slightly special human prodigy, not worth making her linger or divide too much attention.
She stepped forward, her bearing elegant and composed, and walked straight toward the registration desk.
When the soldier on duty saw that the imperial princess of the Elf Race had personally arrived, his expression turned solemn, and he hurried forward to verify her identity respectfully. Throughout the process, he did not dare show the slightest negligence, quickly completing the corresponding procedures for her.
The instant registration was completed, Aiselandier's mind stirred slightly, and a rich, vivid emerald-green vitality abruptly began to coil around her.
Countless fine specks of bluish-green spirit-leaf light gathered out of thin air behind her, circling and unfurling into a pair of thin, translucent Wood Spirit Wings with exquisite patterns.
The wings trembled lightly, stirring up waves of fresh, grassy breeze, forming the utmost contrast of warmth and cold against Lu Yuan's biting, ice-cold wings.
Without lingering any longer, she tapped the ground lightly with the tip of her foot, and her graceful figure rose into the air. With the support of her wood-element spirit wings, she became a streak of emerald light, her posture light yet her speed extremely fast, following closely after Lu Yuan as she flew toward the vast, boundless depths of the Star Realm where fierce beasts ran rampant.
Behind her, the imperial guards