Chen Yang leaned back, enjoying the sight before him.
To be fair—this elf maiden, whether in beauty or figure, was flawless. She wasn't just stunning; she was on a level beyond any woman he'd ever seen. Compared to her, all the so-called beauty he had encountered in the past seemed like mere foils.
Elves were renowned for their breathtaking appearance. And she wasn't just any elf—she was a princess.
Yet right now…
This very Elf Princess was on his bed, ordered to do sit-ups by her human master.
She felt like crying.
If anyone else had summoned her, surely they would have worshipped her like a goddess!
But her luck… was to encounter this kind of master.
At last, the hundred sit-ups were done.
Sylvie climbed off the bed, panting, glaring, and utterly exhausted. But now she didn't dare lash out at him again.
Chen Yang's eyes lit with satisfaction.
Good. That was how a summoned creature should behave—obedient.
Then again… he smirked.
Using her mouth wasn't wrong. She'd just been aiming at the wrong place. Cough cough.
"Not bad."
"Stay this well-behaved, and people will like you more."
He pinched her delicate cheek with a playful smile.
Sylvie froze.
She hadn't dodged in time, and now her pale face bore the warmth of his fingertips.
Wha—?!
This detestable human… actually dared to pinch her face?!
Unthinkable! In all her life, no man had ever touched her so casually.
And now—she'd been pinched??
"Alright, fix your hair first."
Chen Yang pressed gently on her shoulders, turning her toward the wardrobe mirror. He even handed her a comb.
She was puffed up with anger, but one look at her reflection changed everything.
Her once silky white hair was a tangled, frizzy mess.
"Heavens…"
She nearly burst into tears.
Like all girls, she loved beauty. Snatching the comb, she immediately began to smooth her hair in a panic.
"Once you're done, I'll take you out to level up."
"…Eh?"
Her small hands froze mid-comb. Sylvie stared at him incredulously.
"It should be me taking you to level up! You're just a novice Summoner. What kind of fighting strength could you possibly have?!"
"Just praised you for being obedient, and you're already questioning your master again?"
Chen Yang flicked her head lightly. Clearly, this little elf still hadn't been disciplined enough.
"Hmph! Foolish human." Sylvie tossed her head, puffing her chest proudly. "I'll never admit you're my master!"
Too bad… that wasn't up to her.
"Call me Master."
His voice carried a faint command.
"Ma…ster…"
The word slipped from her lips against her will.
Her eyes went wide. She slapped her hands over her mouth, cheeks burning crimson.
So humiliating!
Not being able to disobey this wretched human's orders—how utterly hateful!
While the elf girl was fussing with her hair, Chen Yang scrolled once more through his endless list of God-tier Auras.
"There are… way too many."
Line after line of extraordinary powers, each with bizarre and unique effects. His head was spinning just looking at them.
Then, one entry caught his eye.
[Power of Wind (God-tier Aura): You and your summons are wrapped in the power of the wind, allowing free flight. Flight speed scales with Agility!]
"…Are you kidding me?"
"Flying? Right from the start?"
Chen Yang was dumbfounded.
Combat auras, he didn't even need to study. Just pick two and he'd be invincible already.
But the real treasure lay in these special utility auras—each one with strange, unmatched abilities.
Like this Power of Wind—
He could fly!
Normally, other professions wouldn't touch flight until level 50 or higher. Yet he had just begun his journey… and already had wings?
"Activate Power of Wind."
A swirl of emerald light blossomed from him, wrapping around his body.
He instantly felt it—the invisible lift of the air currents. He could will himself aloft with ease.
Grinning, Chen Yang rose off the floor, gliding smoothly through the room, weaving left and right.
Meanwhile—
Sylvie, halfway through combing her hair, suddenly froze.
Her reflection showed her long white tresses… floating upward?
A soft breeze curled around her, making her hair stream above her head like flowing water.
???
"Human! What did you do again?!"
She was nearly in tears.
She had just finished brushing her hair, and now it was ruined all over again!
Worse still—
Her feet left the floor. With a startled wave of her arms, she found herself drifting upward, weightless!
"…What a coincidence. You can fly too?"
Chen Yang's eyes gleamed as he looked her way.
Watching the elf girl slowly rise into the air, her sheer skirt rippling upwards with the wind—
He couldn't help but glance.
So white!!