Chapter 016: The Elven Sage

The human who could easily block Joey’s arrows… was he also in a Saint-level domain? Or… did he belong to that legendary rank?
When Naixiu heard Joey’s explanation, she immediately ordered a full search and led a group of elves toward the tribe.
At that moment, Du Fan stood in front of the Kai tribe, smiling amiably.
Releasing the two little elves didn’t mean he was foolish; on the contrary, he was quite smart.
From the little elves, he learned an important piece of information: aside from the leader Naixiu, the rest of the elves weren’t very strong, with the highest reaching only level 9.
With his current strength, aside from dealing with that Saint-level domain, the rest should be no problem.
In every elven tribe, there was a pivotal figure whose status surpassed that of the leader and who served as the true leader of the tribe—this person was known as the Elven Sage.
Du Fan had come to the Kai tribe to find this Elven Sage.
The Elven Sage was akin to a sage in the human world. Of course, that wasn’t the most important thing. What mattered most was that most Elven Sages didn’t possess great combat skills; they were merely slightly more wise.
Could capturing two little elves be enough to threaten the elven tribe? Well, at best, it could force them to leave, but it certainly wouldn’t enable him to get the tribe to send someone to escort him away.
Leaving the elven tribe safely was what Du Fan wanted now. After much thought, the only one who could meet this requirement seemed to be the Great Elven Sage of the tribe.
Communicating with a group of barbaric elves was difficult. Hopefully, that Great Elven Sage wouldn’t be too savage.
Du Fan made a quick calculation in his mind and, without hesitation, rushed into the most luxurious circular building in the center of the tribe.
As a symbol of love for beauty and nature, even if the Great Elven Sage didn’t live there, there must be some noble elf of high status residing there. If he could capture just one of them and threaten the Great Elven Sage before that Saint-level domain activated…
“Swish—”
“Swish—”
Dozens of green arrows were shot from within the tribe. Although Naixiu, the strongest warrior of the Kai tribe, hadn’t returned, there were still over a dozen level-9 archers left to protect the tribe’s safety.
Along with a sharp whistle, countless elves rushed out of the tribal houses. Men, women, and children alike held long bows and immediately shot arrows at Du Fan as soon as they spotted him.

Thirteen level-9 archers, dozens of level-8 and level-7 archers, and nearly a hundred elf archers. Seeing the countless arrows flying toward him from all directions, Du Fan couldn’t help but feel a headache. His domain was now intermittent, and using it to block the arrows would undoubtedly be suicide. A faint golden glow flashed in Du Fan’s eyes—now, to him, the arrows shooting at him moved as slowly as snails. The Eye of Truth had been activated! He only needed to carefully dodge the arrows fired by those level-9 experts; the rest posed no threat at all. Having dared to invade the elf tribe alone, Du Fan had already prepared for the worst. Using his wooden stick to block and dodge, he avoided the arrows shot by the level-9 experts and soon reached the luxurious building. In front of it, two female elves were drawing their bows, aiming at him. Suddenly, their vision blurred, and they felt pain in their chests. All they saw was Du Fan’s sinister smile before he disappeared inside. Although elf breasts weren’t very substantial, they did feel nice to the touch—thin and smooth. Du Fan thought to himself as he entered and quickly scanned the room, taking in everything. There were only two female elves in the room, both appearing young. One wore simple clothes—short shirt and shorts—typical of an elf archer, while the other was dressed very conservatively, her entire body covered by a bulky white robe, with only her delicate face and green hair visible. What caught attention most was the crystal ball before her, emitting colorful light. Elves never aged; they had long lifespans. Once they reached adulthood, their appearance remained unchanged, never aging, staying in their youngest state until the end of their lives. On the surface, an elf who had lived for 300 years looked no different from one in their fifties, as they both appeared young, just like these two elves. “A great sage, huh?” Du Fan smirked. Before the elf in the white robe could react, he rushed forward, wrapped his arms around her neck, and strangled her. “…Let Lady Lan Ling go!” The elf sage Lan Ling said nothing, but the female archer screamed. Just as she tried to draw her bow, Du Fan kicked her in the face with such force that she fainted instantly. The elf sage Lan Ling showed no reaction whatsoever to Du Fan’s actions; her expression remained unchanged, as if it wasn’t her he had grabbed.

“Lord Sage, if you want your Nature Goddess to bless you, it’s best to cooperate with me. Um, don’t worry—once I get out of this place, you’ll be safe, I promise.”
Hearing Du Fan’s words, Lan Ling still showed no reaction at all; her face was like wood. If it weren’t for her chest rising and falling and her beautiful eyes blinking from time to time, one might even believe she was a high-end inflatable doll.
“Lord Sage? Did you hear me?”
Du Fan found it strange. Even if the elven sage wasn’t afraid of death, she should at least say something to express her thoughts. Why was she as motionless as wood, letting him manipulate her like this? From her attire and the title given to her by the archer just now, she was undoubtedly the elven sage of this tribe. Hmm, what was going on?
“Lord Sage? Lord Sage?”
Du Fan called out again twice. Seeing that Lan Ling still showed no reaction, he grew annoyed. He reached out and placed his hand on her chest.
The moment he made contact, Du Fan was surprised. Beneath her oversized white robe, he discovered a pair of extremely large breasts—far beyond what was typical for elves.
It was well known that elves generally had small breasts, much smaller than those of humans, due to racial differences—just like the difference between blacks and whites. Most elves were like this.
But this Lan Ling was different. Her breasts were not only large but also very firm… Were these the so-called “big breasts” of the elven world?
Uh, if this elven sage were sold on the black market, she would surely fetch an unprecedentedly high price.
As he touched that soft, massive flesh, Du Fan’s evil thoughts resurfaced.
Under his touch, the sage’s usually calm face showed signs of disturbance—first a blush appeared, her brows furrowed, and finally, she became angry and ashamed.
Yet, despite the emotions showing on her face, she remained completely motionless, showing no resistance to Du Fan’s touch.
This elven sage was really strange.
Du Fan couldn’t figure out what she was thinking. But now wasn’t the time to indulge his lust. After all, the sage of every elven tribe had to be a virgin elf, who could never form a romantic relationship with the opposite sex, nor could her body be seen by outsiders.
The iconic oversized white robe of the elven sage served exactly that purpose.

Just like the holy maiden of the Light Church, in one word: purity is required, and loyalty to the deity one serves is essential. Only such people are qualified to hold sacred positions. Du Fan didn’t know what would happen if the elves outside saw him desecrating their great sage, but he was sure it would be extremely serious. Reluctantly pulling his hand away, he was at a loss as he faced the elf great sage Lan Ling, who resembled an inflatable doll. Should he refuse to cooperate? She had allowed him to touch her freely, but on the other hand, she hadn’t said a word yet. Strangely enough, none of the elves outside entered. Looking at the door, Du Fan’s confusion grew even deeper. It was noisy outside—the elves were arguing nonstop, seemingly debating whether to enter and save the great sage. What was so confusing about that? Was there some secret in this room? A secret that ordinary elves couldn’t enter easily? Why? After waiting a while longer, the elves outside continued arguing but still didn’t break in. This behavior only strengthened Du Fan’s belief that the oddity lay with this great sage, as the situation before him was far too abnormal. “The leader is back! The leader is back!” Suddenly, the elves outside shouted in unison. Hearing their cries, Du Fan’s heart sank. He dared to invade the elf tribe alone without fear, but he couldn’t hide his worry. His greatest concern was Leader Nai Xiuxiu—the Divine Archer of the Sacred Rank! That eerie arrow—although Du Fan didn’t see who shot it—he could guess. Ordinary elves didn’t have such skill, and within the territory of the Kai tribe, only one person could do it: Nai Xiuxiu! How did she return so quickly? It didn’t seem too fast, but it deviated from his plan… This elf great sage was far too cooperative. Looking at the extremely “cooperative” great sage, Du Fan could only sigh helplessly and shake his head. The arguing noise outside suddenly ceased, and Du Fan heard nothing anymore. What were they discussing? Damn it, what madness was the great sage up to? In this situation, rushing out would likely be very dangerous, and there was no good solution right now. The great sage… was truly infuriating.