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Taking advantage of the holiday, Feilbolai, holding his father's handwritten letter and the Chief Golden Finger, decided to visit the Elysian Spires in Elysium Planitia. It is said that his father's Golden Finger can open the doors to any Golden Tower in the Fair Tribe domain. Regardless, Feilbolai wanted to find Fei Er Kang Qiao and become his disciple to learn powerful skills.
It is rumored that Fei Er Kang Qiao has a peculiar personality and rarely interacts with people. Although he has been practicing in Fair City within the Elysian Spires for a long time, even the staff who work in the inner domain of the Golden Tower rarely see him. He never socializes, dislikes receiving guests, and has never taken on apprentices... So, to be honest, Feilbolai felt uncertain whether this Grandmaster would recognize him based solely on a letter from his father.
The famous Elysium Planitia is about 2000 kilometers from Chief Feir's residence in Antarctica on Mars. In the era of modern Martian civilization, the aerial navigation command network is highly advanced, allowing spacecraft to reach their destination in no more than half an hour according to navigation routes, making it quite convenient.
Eagerly, Feilbolai set off early in the morning. Before long, the spacecraft quickly brought him over the Elysian Spires.
From an aerial view, the Elysian Spires are spectacular, with dozens of towering Golden Towers reaching nearly a hundred meters high, along with several smaller Golden Towers of about ten meters scattered throughout the thickets of the plateau.
Although Elysium Planitia is not the highest point on Mars, its climate is mostly cold throughout the year except for summer when there is no snow. Now it is autumn, and the plateau is already covered in a thick layer of white snow; the Golden Spires look as if they are wearing white hats, resembling a scene from deep winter. Feilbolai directed the spacecraft toward the highest landmark of the plateau—the Elysian Spire—and landed in a large square in front of the Golden Tower.
The rumbling sound of the spacecraft startled those inside the Golden Tower. A Martial Artist dressed entirely in white quickly ran to the front of the spacecraft and bowed upon seeing Feilbolai disembark: "Honored visitor, welcome to your arrival."
Before the Martial Artist could continue speaking, Feilbolai eagerly asked, "Do you know where Grandmaster is? I am here to see Master Felkanqiao."
The Martial Artist asked, "Then, honored visitor, did you make an appointment in advance?"
Feilbolai replied, "No."
The Martial Artist said, "If you do not have an appointment, please return."
Feilbolai certainly would not be easily dismissed. He took out the letter of recommendation given to him by his father and stubbornly said, "I have a letter of recommendation; you must deliver it to Grandmaster. He will definitely come out to see me."
Martial Artist remained unfazed and replied, "Your letter of recommendation may not be effective. There are often people who come with letters of recommendation, but Grandmaster usually does not meet with them. If you truly do not wish to leave, I can arrange accommodation for you. We are in a prime location here, warm in winter and cool in summer, with flowers blooming in spring and autumn. I believe visitors can find a different mood here. However, there are many forbidden areas within Elysian Spires, so please be very careful not to cross the boundaries."
Listening to Martial Artist's words, Feilbolai felt a bit annoyed. "I must see Grandmaster—do you know who I am?"
"From the insignia on your spacecraft and the flight identification Signal you sent us, we already know your identity. Otherwise, we would not have allowed your spacecraft to land in the safe zone in front of Golden Tower. However, according to regulations, regardless of who it is, whether Grandmaster chooses to meet or not cannot be predicted. Additionally, the warnings about the restricted areas of Golden Tower are for the safety of visitors. If you really want to enter the inner domain of Golden Tower to take a look, you must first obtain a pass."
Feilbolai furrowed his brow and asked, "What pass?"
Martial Artist answered, "It means exactly what it says—a pass required for entering and exiting Golden Tower."
Rubbing his brow, Feilbolai saw that there was no room for negotiation. He could only watch as Martial Artist left and then set up a temporary shelter next to his spacecraft to stay for the time being.
That night, lying inside the shelter, Feilbolai was bored and lost in thought but could not understand—he was the son of the esteemed Leader of the Fair Tribe, and everywhere he went, people welcomed him warmly. Yet within this territory of the Fair Tribe, there were places he could not go?...
He snorted coldly, sat up straight, and decided to venture into the forbidden area of Golden Tower.
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