Outside the front gate of the [Gu Family Flying Courtyard], a thousand-foot silver Void Dragon tore through the hyperspace channel like a lightning bolt wrapped in kitchen steam.
“Whoosh! Little Fifth goes super-duper fast!”
Three-year-old Ao Xing’s cheerful voice echoed through the telepathic link of his [Dragon-Cruiser Chest Harness]. Every time his giant silver claws kicked against a spatial fold, the brass jingle bells on his chest strap rang out across the void. The five-acre brick estate surged forward another hundred thousand miles.
Down in the basement engine room, seventy-year-old Grandpa Yao was shoveling roasted [Sweet-Potato Qi Pills] into the [Nine-Dragon Pill-Furnace Propulsion Core] with both hands, his gray beard flying behind his ears as the speedometer needle tapped the red zone.
“Three hundred and eighty percent thrust!” Grandpa Yao hollered up the kitchen dumbwaiter shaft. “Boss Gu, the sweet-potato exhaust is holding steady! We’ll hit the outer orbit of the Twin Iron Worlds with twenty-two minutes to spare on that furnace clock!”
Up on the front porch, Gu Changsheng stood beside the wooden helm rail with his hands resting near Mom’s glowing [Frost-Phoenix Hairpin].
On the holographic screen projected by the cracked black iron token, the blood-red digital countdown was still ticking down relentlessly:
