A rare magical miracle in the world

The Fairy Clan is different from outsiders; from their soul to their sense of self, they are entirely the result of the miracles and nurturing bestowed by Bailuo.

Loyalty, obedience, servitude, honor.

These are almost etched into their souls and origins.

"The naval headquarters was once a joke, but now," Bailuo said, "with Legend not emerging, with you, Yin, guarding our Yatun Sea Area, I can rest easy."

The Mysterious Sorcerer Emperor is the ruler of the skies, his laws and domain hold great advantages in aerial combat.

Legend is not permitted to partake in war, and only with the King and Master, unless a Living Saint-level power intervenes, can they match the Mysterious Sorcerer Emperor.

But a Living Saint...

If there really were a Living Saint, they would have broken through Legend long ago and wouldn't be stuck between these two ranks.

"Just forget about this Marshal," Bailuo said.

"Yin understands,"

Baiying Yin has no interest in power; subconsciously, he has always seen himself as a battle pet of the Yatun Clan.

Of course, his status is different now.

The strength he has gained gives Baiying Yin the credentials to stand on equal footing with the People of Yatun.
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However, Baiying Yin is not an ungrateful eagle.

Even with newfound strength, he still considers himself a guardian of the Yatun Clan and hopes to protect every one of them rather than look down upon his old masters once he has turned the tables.

Don't forget, the true masters of the Yatun Fairy have never been the Yatun Clan, but rather Bailuo, who now stands before Baiying Yin.

"In our Yadun, all races are equal,"

After saying this, Bailuo looked around and, seeing no outsiders, added, "But this is just lip service, you who have followed me for many years surely know what I am thinking."

The Yatun Clan is Bailuo's troops, his foundation.

The Fairy Clan and the Treant Race are his personal soldiers, akin to a royal guard.

So equality, that is just nonsense.

Bailuo clearly shows a bias towards them.

"Yin understands your intentions,"

Baiying Yin said, "Lord Nors raised me, I should..."

"Oh, that's not necessary,"

Bailuo interrupted Yin's words, saying, "You have labored tirelessly in the skies for our Yatun, carrying messages and surveillance. The Baiying Family takes its name from you, and you are all one entity; there should be no more division of master and servant."

The Fairy Clan will now inevitably take a step ahead because of the Holy Beast People and lead the way for all of the People of Yatun.

Fortunately, the Fairy Clan is naturally simplistic, not demanding anything or daring to show arrogance or look down on the Treant Race and the Yatun Clan.

"The Fairy Clan..."

Baiying Yin has grown up and is no longer the foolish bird that used to bicker with Cat Lingling. He began to consider the Fairy Clan: "Certainly to assist the People of Yatun."

"Little Yin, you're getting cunning, even starting to quibble with me," Bailuo noticed that Baiying Yin's intelligence had improved by leaps and bounds, almost as if he had evolved from an early human to a modern one.

He was emotionally intelligent, and his words were aimed at playing a supportive role to the People of Yatun, not daring to be presumptuous.

However, these words caused Bailuo some displeasure.

"That's wrong,"

Bailuo's tone changed, and he solemnly said, "It is to assist, the Yatun Clan."

"Yatun can't be a truly equal nation, at least not now, nor for decades to come."

"Though born as animals," Bailuo said, "in my eyes, you understand far more than foreigners."

"Your Majesty?"

Baiying Yin asked, "Are you saying, my Fairy Clan, just below the People of Yatun, equal to the Treants, and above foreign citizens?"

"Well understood," Bailuo said, "this attitude, you and Ling Ling must convey well to the Fairies, especially those of you who have completed the Sacred Beasts' transformation."

"The Sacred Beasts," Bailuo declared, "are more noble than Mortals!"

After the battle at the Ancient City, Bailuo had almost realized.

The true backbone of the Yatun Army wasn't the 100 slave girls and boys who came later.

While they indeed became soldiers, their combat strength...

No, it wasn't that their strength was weak, but their character was too poor!

A few months of training were hardly sufficient; once on the battlefield, they would feel timid and afraid.

Even knowing it was just a Dreamscape, they still fought hesitantly.

What embarrassed Bailuo the most was their clash with the Thorn Army: although both lost, at least the Yatun Clan, the Treants, and the Fairies were defeated gracefully.

In contrast, with the same equipment, the peasant Yatun Army was a disgrace by comparison.

Of course, it wasn't their fault.

Blame could only be placed on Bailuo's impatience and eagerness.

You see, the Yatun Clan was personally trained by Bailuo; he was well aware of their limited numbers but understood their temperament and potential.

The same goes for the Fairies and the Treants, who were blank slates; they were materials to be shaped, the future backbone of Yatun.

"Your Majesty, this..."

Baiying Yin was taken aback when Bailuo interrupted, "I ask you, if I told you to die, Yin, would you do it?"

"I would!"

Baiying Yin stated decisively, "Whatever you ask of me, I am willing to do!"

His consciousness, self-awareness, emotions, intelligence, and even his soul were all given by Bailuo.

Bailuo was his Supreme Lord, and everything about him ought to belong to Bailuo.

Only this point, Baiying Yin could affirm to Bailuo—I am willing to lay down my life for you!

"We are willing too!"

"I am willing!"

"And I am too!"

The Fairy Clan unanimously expressed their stance, and it came from the heart.

They were without fear, only filled with the glory and joy of being needed by Bailuo.

Put bluntly, the Fairy Clan was Bailuo's fanatical cult, a band of madmen.

"The Yatun Clan are my brethren; they would answer me the same way, as would the Treants, who are just like you,"