An hour after the battle over Elementary School #1, the Light-Year Sword-Rail Express rolled smoothly along a freshly laid golden rail track straight into the heart of the Central Crown Capital—the floating imperial metropolis where the Five Celestial Bloodline Clans had ruled for ten thousand years.
Outside the towering gates of the Supreme Five-Crown Ancestral Temple, millions of minor royal clan members, palace maids, and inner-city citizens gathered in the streets, staring in disbelief as their five invincible Patriarchs walked off the train wearing bright yellow cotton Debtor vests and carrying wooden buckets of soapy water!
Even though Supreme Patriarch Zi Haotian and the other four Patriarchs had been bonked out of the sky by Pei Xuan’s giant chalkboard eraser and fed garlic-butter potatoes, the moment they saw their own clansmen watching them in the capital plaza, their old aristocratic stubbornness flared up one last time.
“Lord Pei!” Supreme Patriarch Zi Haotian stopped in front of the hundred-foot golden statue of a winged celestial god standing in the temple courtyard. He puffed out his yellow Debtor vest and raised his chin proudly. “We admit that your cultivation is higher than ours, and your Chef Guo’s potatoes are indeed delicious! You can tax our palaces and make us sweep your schools—but you can never erase the noble truth of our Divine Celestial Bloodline!”
