Chapter 411

Chapter 411: What Do You Understand?

"The younger generation pays respect to the Law God."

Seeing Li Bai display pressure beyond that of a holy magic tutor, the elder hurriedly bowed respectfully to Li Bai.

At that moment, he no longer felt equal to the person before him.

A Law God appearing in the mortal world! It was truly hard to believe.

Such a powerful figure was nearly mistaken as an assassin attempting to kill the prince of the empire.

Fortunately, this elder did not pursue the matter; otherwise, with a mere wave of his hand, he could have destroyed the entire empire.

Thinking of this made Karleir shudder slightly.

Luckily, the Law God was fond of wine, and the empire just so happened to have the kind he liked.

Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.

“There’s no need to be polite. I will stay with your Elf Tribe for several decades and leave in thirty years,” Li Bai told Karleir.

Hearing Li Bai’s words, Karleir was taken aback.

What did this elder just say? He said he would stay with the Elf Tribe for thirty years?

Was it possible that this Law God was not one of the Elf Tribe?

Though he suspected this, Karleir did not dare to ask.

After considering, he said to Li Bai, “Elder, since you have nowhere to stay here, let me arrange a residence for you.”

Upon hearing Karleir’s suggestion, Li Bai thought for a moment and then nodded, “That’s fine.”

“Then, Elder, please enjoy your meal here while I arrange it,” Karleir asked Li Bai.

“Do as you wish,” Li Bai replied with a slight nod.

“Then I will go arrange it now.”

With that, Karleir quickly disappeared from the restaurant.

After Karleir left, he swiftly returned to the inner city of the palace.

Upon arriving, Karleir found a middle-aged elf clad in a green divine robe.

This middle-aged elf was the emperor of the Ilyrisri Empire.

“Ancestor.”

The emperor of the Elf Empire bowed respectfully upon seeing Karleir, calling him ancestor.

“Selandil, you must move out of the Moon Palace right away and replace all the furnishings. A significant figure will stay in our empire for several decades,” Karleir said lightly to the middle-aged elf.

Upon hearing Karleir’s words, the middle-aged elf looked astonished.

“Ancestor, the Moon Palace is where I reside. What kind of distinguished guest requires the emperor of the great Elf Empire to vacate his own palace?” Selandil asked incredulously.

Considering Selandil’s words, Karleir’s expression grew serious as he said, “I can tell you something, but you must not spread it around. Otherwise, our Ilyrisri Empire may face destruction.”

“Is it that serious?”

Hearing the gravity in his ancestor’s voice, Selandil’s expression turned solemn.

“Ancestor, you can tell me. I promise I will never speak of this to anyone,” Selandil assured.

Upon hearing this, Karleir nodded and said, “The person I will host is a Law God who has surpassed the realm of a great magic tutor. You heard me right, a Law God, only found in the Divine Realm.”

Selandil’s mouth slowly dropped open, ultimately forming an "O."

“Old, ancestor, you can’t be joking, right?” Selandil gulped.

“Do I seem like someone who jokes with you?”

“Then how do you know he is a Law God?” Selandil still seemed skeptical.

“Because the pressure he unleashed made me feel breathless.”

Karleir said solemnly, “Moreover, he possesses divine wine infused with divine power. You heard me correctly; this is wine that can only exist in the Divine Realm.”

As he spoke, Karleir waved his hand and produced a jar of wine.

He opened the lid, and with a flick of his hand, a drop of wine flew out from the jar.

“Open your mouth,” Karleir instructed Selandil.

Hastily, Selandil obeyed and opened his mouth.

In the next moment, the drop of wine entered Selandil’s mouth.

After doing this, Karleir quickly closed the jar and carefully stored it away in a spatial item.

On the other hand, Selandil felt an incredibly powerful energy surge inside him after swallowing the drop of wine.

Sensing the purity of the energy, Selandil immediately began to meditate and cultivate.

After ten minutes, Selandil’s aura visibly increased.

A moment later, Selandil opened his eyes, exhilarated.

“Ancestor, I have broken through to the realm of a great magic tutor!” Selandil said excitedly to Karleir.

“How about it? Do you believe me now?” Karleir asked Selandil lightly.

“I believe, I believe! Such wine certainly cannot exist in the mortal world,” Selandil said with excitement.

“That’s good. Quickly issue orders to have your belongings moved out of the Moon Palace and replace them with new items. That Law God will be arriving soon,” Karleir told Selandil.

“I’ll give the order to move right away,” Selandil nodded vigorously.

Then he looked at Karleir with eager eyes. “Ancestor, can you give me a little more of that wine? You have so much; just one drop isn’t enough…”

Hearing this, Karleir shot Selandil an exasperated glance. “It’s not that I don’t want to give you more, but this divine wine requires a special container to hold it.

Though this wine seems impressive, the jar itself is also a rare treasure. The wine must be stored in this kind of vessel to retain its divine essence.

Besides, such a treasure is best used when on the verge of a breakthrough; if enough of this wine is provided, it guarantees a hundred percent success rate for great magic tutors to break through to holy magic tutors.

Using it as everyday drinking wine or as a regular cultivation resource is simply a waste.

And you know we didn’t receive this jar of wine for free; there’s a price. Do you know what the price is?” Karleir asked Selandil calmly.

“What price?” Selandil shook his head and asked eagerly.

“The price is that within thirty years, we must prepare ten thousand jars of fragrant wine for that Law God,” Karleir said coolly.

“Ten thousand jars of fragrant wine?” Selandil’s eyes widened in shock.

“Ancestor, how can we possibly have enough materials to brew ten thousand jars of fragrant wine?

Even if we used all the materials in our empire for brewing, we might not have enough for five thousand jars,” Selandil explained to Karleir.

Hearing Selandil’s words, Karleir replied casually, “As an empire, we can’t gather that many materials, but if we include other empires, it will be more than enough.”

“Are you suggesting we exchange brewing materials with other empires?” Selandil asked cautiously.

“The Elf Tribe has too many empires—over twenty. Our Ilyrisri Empire is already the strongest, and now is the time to initiate the unification war,” Karleir said to Selandil calmly.

“The unification war? If we start a war, other empires will definitely unite against us. With our empire’s strength, we could handle two elf empires, but if more join in, it will only lead to both sides suffering losses,” Selandil quickly replied.

“What do you understand? That was in the past; now things are different. We have divine wine that can help great magic tutors break through to holy magic tutors. I believe we can quickly gather a large number of great magic tutors and help them advance,” Karleir said lightly. “Once the total number of our holy magic tutors exceeds the combined number from all empires, the obstacles to unification will naturally disappear.”