The bronze framework of the Kunlun Immortal Gate trembled as pure celestial power flooded the dimensional rift.
Standing at the tip of the Taichu Sovereign Ark’s three-hundred-meter star-gold prow, Lin Mo looked toward the heavens.
To his left stood Su Wan, holding her glowing administrative data tablet.
Beside her, Director Shen Qiaoqiao tapped her golden contract abacus, reviewing the treasury ledgers with focused precision.
“Our liquid capital reserves stand at exactly ten billion Supreme Spirit Stones, Chairman,” Shen Qiaoqiao reported, her eyes gleaming with sharp confidence behind her glasses. “According to the trade records seized from Deacon Qian, that is sufficient to purchase the municipal charters of forty-eight border cities in the Eastern Azure-Mist Prefecture.”
“Forty-eight cities,” Su Wan noted with a cool, poised smile. “That would establish a sovereign administrative corridor stretching across two thousand miles of upper-realm territory.”
To Lin Mo’s right stood Sword Fairy Chu Lingxiao and Paladin Arthur Pendelton, their Heaven-Grade blades humming with incandescent divine fire.
Behind them on the spacious flight deck, Grandma Chen held Little Guo’er’s hand near the observation railing.
