Plane Overseer

"So it was him!" Liewen, who was familiar with the original story, was no stranger to Hodan.

In the Coiling Dragon World, there were the Four Supreme Planes, the Seven Divine Planes, and countless Material Planes like the Yulan Continent Plane.

The Four Supreme Planes had respectively been created by the four Overgods of Destruction, Fate, Life, and Death, while the Seven Divine Planes had respectively been created by the Sovereigns of Earth, Fire, Water, Wind, Light, Darkness, and Lightning.

The Four Supreme Planes and the Seven Divine Planes were gathering places for God Realm experts. Saint Realm warriors there were merely the lowest class of existence.

Any lifeform in a Material Plane that reached the Saint Realm could choose to travel to the Four Supreme Planes or the Seven Divine Planes.

One of the Plane Overseer's duties was to inform Saint Realm experts of Material Planes about the Four Supreme Planes and the Seven Divine Planes, allowing them to make their choice.

If someone chose to travel to those planes, the Plane Overseer would activate the teleportation array and send them away.

Hodan introduced Liewen to the Four Supreme Planes and the Seven Divine Planes.

Liewen pretended not to know and listened carefully.

"Liewen, you've also reached the Saint Realm. You're qualified to go to the Four Supreme Planes and the Seven Divine Planes. Since you cultivate the Laws of Light, going to the Plane of Light would make your cultivation twice as effective with half the effort."

"Of course, generally speaking, the Divine Planes are inferior to the Higher Planes. I suggest you go to one of the Higher Planes instead."

"What do you say? What's your choice?" Hodan looked at Liewen with a smile.

"Lord Hodan, I don't wish to leave the Yulan Continent Plane for the time being," Liewen said.

On the Yulan Continent, ordinary people lived in stable nations like the Four Great Empires. Though there might be injustice, their safety was at least guaranteed most of the time.

The Four Supreme Planes and the Seven Divine Planes were different. Saint Realm warriors there were merely at the very bottom, with no safety to speak of. They could be killed at any moment.

The higher planes were exceedingly cruel worlds ruled by the strong.

What was the difference between a Saint Realm warrior going to the Four Supreme Planes or Seven Divine Planes and seeking death? Liewen grumbled inwardly.

Moreover, once one went to a higher plane, returning to a Material Plane would become extraordinarily difficult.

"All right." Seeing that Liewen had made his choice, Hodan said no more.

"I live atop the tallest ice mountain in the Extreme Northern Ice Plains. If you change your mind, you can find me there."

"All right, thank you, Lord Hodan," Liewen said.

Hodan nodded. Without lingering any longer, he transformed into a streak of light and flew toward the horizon.

Liewen returned to the ship's cabin and continued cultivating.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten days passed, and Liewen's group arrived at a port in the central Southwest Province.

They then traveled overland toward Chiyan City in O'Brien Province.

The journey was nearly four thousand li and would take roughly ten to twenty days.

"White-Clad Light Saint?"

Along the way, Liewen heard many rumors about himself.

Information on the Yulan River had been relatively limited. Only after coming ashore did he learn that his battle with Useno had already spread throughout the O'Brien Empire.

Before this, he had been obscure, with almost no one knowing his name. Thus, the public had given him a title.

"White-Clad because I wore white that day? Or because the Light Armor is white? And Light Saint because I cultivate the Laws of Light?"

Liewen smiled casually.

His title was straightforward enough. His personal traits were obvious at a glance.

On the Yulan Continent, many famous Saint Realm experts had titles.

For example, Tylong, the "Starry Sky Sword Saint," Olivier, the "Genius Sword Saint," and Haydson, the "Rock Sword Saint."

Liewen did not care that he had a title of his own.

Twenty days later, Liewen's group arrived outside Chiyan City.

"Sir, the commission has been completed."

"Thank you!"

Liewen handed over the commission's gold coins to the mercenary squad's captain. After confirming that the amount was correct, the man bade Liewen farewell and left with his companions.

"Brother Liewen, is this Chiyan City? Is my father here?"

Laina was somewhat nervous.

"Yes, you'll see your father soon." Laina tightly gripped Liewen's hand. Besides nervousness, her eyes also held a measure of anticipation.

Liewen led Lena toward the city gate.

Chiyan City was even more majestic and magnificent than Fenlai City and Hess City. In terms of area, it could be called the largest city on the Yulan Continent, rivaled only by the imperial capital of the Yulan Empire.

Standing outside Chiyan City, one could see War God Mountain in the distance.

The War God Sect stood atop War God Mountain. It had been founded by the "War God." Its direct disciples were at least 9th level, and it had quite a few Saint Realm experts. Its senior disciple, Fain, was even one of the Yulan Continent's five Saint Realm Limit experts.

Before Liewen and Lena even reached the city gate, he saw Kuhn.

Several years had passed, but Kuhn had not changed much. After all, he was an Eight-ranked Warrior. As long as nothing unexpected happened, living three or four hundred years would not be a problem. A few years meant nothing.

Kuhn was now the captain of a guard squad at the residence of Jad Daril, the O'Brien Empire's Left Prime Minister.

Liewen had sent Kuhn a letter in advance. Kuhn had specifically taken leave today and come here early in the morning to wait.

Kuhn also spotted Liewen and Lena. His eyes immediately lit up, and he rushed over, pulling Lena into his arms.

"Lena, it's Father, it's Father..." Kuhn repeated endlessly, his voice choked with sobs.

Lena was stunned at first, then her eyes began to redden.

Though Lena was sensible and strong, she was still under nine years old. Unable to hold back any longer, she began to cry.

The father and daughter's reunion was naturally emotional. Liewen stood quietly to one side without disturbing them.

Only after a long while did Kuhn's emotions settle.

"Mr. Liewen, I'm truly sorry!" Kuhn apologized. Just now, he had left Liewen standing off to the side.

"It's all right. I understand," Liewen said with a smile.

"Mr. Liewen, thank you for taking care of Lena all these years. I don't know how I could ever repay you."

"There's no need to repay me. I've already taken your Bo Lei Clan's secret technique."

"Then why not come to my home for a visit? Let me properly play host."

"All right." Liewen did not refuse. In any case, he intended to stay in Chiyan City for a while, waiting to witness Linley and Delia's reunion.

Liewen followed Kuhn into the city. As they walked, Kuhn introduced him to some of Chiyan City's basic circumstances.

Chiyan City's streets were broad, with pedestrians constantly coming and going. Quite a few were clearly warriors or magi.

From time to time, Liewen heard discussions about the "White-Clad Light Saint."

Kuhn suddenly lowered his voice. "Mr. Liewen, you're a celebrity now."

Kuhn was a guard at the Left Prime Minister's residence. The Left Prime Minister's household had purchased a Memory Crystal Ball, allowing him to witness Liewen's battle with Useno.

When he learned that Liewen was a Saint Realm expert, he had been shocked for a long time as well.

Liewen gave a bitter smile. "So many people know about me?"

"Of course," Kuhn said. "The nobles and powerful figures in the imperial capital have basically all watched the Memory Crystal Ball recording of your battle. Ordinary people can't afford that many gold coins, but through word of mouth, they know about your deeds as well. They just haven't seen the footage and don't know what you look like. Otherwise, you'd already be surrounded by spectators right now."

Hearing this, Liewen relaxed slightly. He preferred quiet and did not like being the focus of others' attention.