The Spirit Boat traveled all the way to Ancient Sage City.
The city was magnificent and imposing, far broader and larger than ordinary cities. Li Yaotie had only seen cultivators like those within it on the screen in the Ancestral Space, when he watched the ancestor travel the world. They came in all manner of strange forms: giants who stood ten meters tall even with their magic power suppressed, miniature cultivators no larger than a palm, and cultivators covered in hair.
The defining trait of Eastern Yi cultivators was their ancient bloodline heritage, but they differed from the demons of the Endless Forest. These remnants revered their own bloodlines and would not permit themselves to interbreed with other races. They had all enjoyed glorious eras throughout the world's long history, yet even now, they refused to face reality. Outsiders called them "remnants," but they considered themselves nobility.
Looking down from above, he saw many statues of powerful figures from ancient races, with their races' glorious histories inscribed behind them.
Li Yaotie had initially dismissed them.
Then his expression suddenly froze.
He saw two statues that left him dazed. They were also the only two statues in Ancient Sage City without inscriptions, standing at the very center of all the others.
They held hands and gazed up at the heavens!
But Li Yaotie quickly recovered his composure. Lian Zhen seemed to notice something amiss and asked, "Master Li, do you know the origins of these two statues?"
"What? These two statues stand at the very center of Ancient Sage City, and there's not even an inscription?" Li Yaotie grinned. "When are you going to put a statue of me here too?"
His insolence was nothing new, and even Lian Zhen had grown tolerant of it. She explained, "Those two statues depict