The story went on for several days. The traditional Great Xia tales Huo Ling had magically altered were finally finished.
The Astral Elves were still wanting more, but they could hardly keep pestering Huo Ling.
Watching the Astral Elves discuss the plot even as they departed, Huo Ling smiled in satisfaction.
But he soon could not smile anymore.
Oma's gaze shone like stars as he looked at Huo Ling and said with a smile, "What wonderful stories you told! When I return to the garrison next time, I'll definitely share them with everyone else!"
When Huo Ling heard that, his vision went dark.
He could already imagine it: after Oma returned, together with the hundreds of Astral Elves aboard this ship, they would turn into bards, recounting Huo Ling's altered legends throughout Astral Elf society.
These stories would probably spread through the Astral Elves like a virus.
Huo Ling thought to himself, Damn it. I shouldn't have given my real name when I boarded!
Oma said to Huo Ling, "Our main purpose in coming to the Void Storm is to salvage materials from within it. Lord Huo Ling, stay aboard our ship for a few more days. Once the storm weakens, I'll send you out of it!"
Huo Ling nodded. "No problem. If anything, I'm the one imposing on you. It just so happens that I can see how a starship roams through a storm!"
After Huo Ling finished his stories, he had officially become a friend to this group of Astral Elves.
Astral Elf friendship was not so easily earned. Their standards were just as high.
But once one gained their friendship, they became all the more warm and welcoming.
Over the following days, Oma took Huo Ling around his starship whenever he had nothing else to do. Huo