My Beautiful Disciples, I'm really not the Main Character! - Chapter 661

Chapter 661: Chapter 661: Living in Luxury
This wasn’t just a handful of territories like the Merchant Union possessed; it was an entire realm.

The rest of the upper realm had always thought that the King’s Clan was living an ordinary life after they retracted. Qia Yun was shocked at the reality. She finally understood why her father was so eager to make a deal with them.

Just their Territory alone was a treasure trove, let alone the strength of this clan which didn’t seem to have weakened. Instead, it felt as if the clan was even stronger than they used to be when they ruled over the Upper Realm.

Towering trees with shiny leaves were reaching towards the sky. She could even see many mythical birds sitting on the branches of the tree, many whom she had only read about in books before.

Rivers flowed not just with water, but with a red liquid, that was the purest form of condensed aura. The river carved paths through landscapes.

“Hah!” She suddenly took a step back in surprise when she saw something jump out of the river. “A violet celestial dragon?”

A dragon jumped out of the water, and soon returned inside the water, disappearing in the depths. The water from the impact splashed for hundreds of miles.

The more she looked at the territories along the way, the more mesmerized Qia Yun became. She also grew more certain that the King’s Clan was the strongest clan even now. If it wanted to return to the Upper Realm, it could easily carve a bigger place for itself.

No one really knew why the clan had retracted in the past, giving up its rule over the upper realm despite holding such strength. And the reason they didn’t return to the upper realm was not because they weren’t strong enough.

Just looking at a single descendent of the clan who was standing next to her, she was certain of that. Then why did the clan still keep itself sealed from the outer world?

She glanced at the red eyed man, having a strong urge to ask him such a question. The only problem was that she was scared of him. If this question involved some secrets of his clan, then how was he going to react? She didn’t want to know.

She returned her attention to the surroundings, as the ship travelled through millions of miles with each passing minute.

Along the way, the sights grew even more beautiful. There were mountains that were quite strange. One side of the mountain was covered in snow, while the other side was covered in molten lava that was trickling down slowly.

The contrast and the simultaneous existences of two different elements made the scene more attention grabbing.

There was a small house on top of the mountain, right in the middle of the snow and the molten lava.

“Does someone live in that house?” she asked the young man.

“Yeah. A very important person within the Clan lives there. Although she is a little crazy, so even I don’t dare to go there,” the young man from the King’s Clan answered, smiling in response.

He didn’t say anything else, but there was a subtle discomfort in his eyes when he looked at the frost lava peak.

“An important member, huh.” Qia Yun didn’t ask any further, noticing the hesitation in the man.

The only thing she was able to learn was that the house truly belonged to someone high ranking within the clan, if even that man was calling the owner important. Was it a direct relative of the King’s Clan’s Patriarch?

She knew when to stop herself, and didn’t poke her nose in things that the other side didn’t want to dwell in. She returned her attention to the surroundings.

As they continued, she felt something akin to envy which she quickly suppressed. The Merchant Union dealt in rare ores, artifacts, herbs and so much more. Everything seemed almost mundane compared to this territorial wealth of this clan.

She had thought that her father was doing an overkill by loading a god tier artefact as a gift. But now, it looked like the right decision. A god tier artefact might be a fairly decent item as a greetings gift.

Even the guards were stiff, their professionalism barely able to mask their awe and fear.

The young man with the ancient eyes chuckled softly. It drew Qia Yun’s attention back to him. He stood near the ship’s railing, seemingly unfazed by the marvels around him, as if they were mere commonplace sights. He had moved from her side back to the railing without her noticing again.

“Impressed?” he asked, his blood-red pupils fixing on her. The faint crescent moon shadow within them seemed to shine subtly. “This is merely the outer ring. The true Territorial Lands lie deeper within.”

Qia Yun finally found her voice, forcing it to remain steady despite the tremor in her heart. “It… it is magnificent. Far beyond the tales that I had heard.”

She dipped her head slightly. “May I know who we have the honor of addressing?”

The man smiled again, that unnerving expression that didn’t quite reach his ancient eyes. “You may call me Xie Ran. I am the Seventh Son of the Patriarch.”

He waved a hand dismissively, as if his name held little importance. “Father sent me to bring you back.”

Xie Ran turned and gestured towards the interior of the vast territory. The ship, still under his invisible control, changed direction slightly, angling towards one of the distant, aura-covered mountains.

After another hour, td battleship

“The journey to the meeting place will take a short while,” Xie Ran continued, his gaze sweeping over the entourage. “Feel free to observe.”

Qia Yun nodded stiffly. She told her servants to make seating arrangements for Xie Ran, but the man simply refused her.

He remained standing, with his arms crossed around his chest, like a statue. As long as Qia Yun didn’t ask anything, he didn’t speak.

Fortunately, the trip truly didn’t last long. After an hour, the ship started going down, reaching its destination. Qia Yun told her guards to bring out the gifts that they had prepared.