That evening, as the ten million acres of freshly harvested golden wheat sheaves gleamed under the hundred artificial mini-suns. Moreover, The natural twin moons of Worlds #8 and #9, the Great Twin-World Bumper-Harvest & Lantern Festival began!
From every town, village, and farmhouse across both planets. From the seven previously liberated worlds connected through the Void Whale relay screens. Seventeen and a half billion citizens lit traditional red-and-gold paper lanterns.
The blow sent An endless, shimmering river of warm candlelight floating into the night sky. Meanwhile, The ten thousand Canglan Grandmas and one million straw-hatted skeletons danced a celebratory harvest reel across the plaza below.
Up on the high, blue-glazed tile roof ridge of the [Gu Family Flying Courtyard], thirty-two-year-old Gu Changsheng sat cross-legged on a woven straw mat in his clean canvas kitchen shirt.
Converging upon his shoulders from across millions of leagues of starry space were Ten Colossal Golden Rivers of Planetary Faith & Household Warmth. The combined gratitude, peace, and domestic joy of Planet Canglan and Neighbor Worlds #1 through #9!
For an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator, attempting to absorb and link the spiritual ley-lines of ten inhabited worlds at once would have been sheer suicide. The sheer astronomical weight of seventeen and a half billion wishes would have untethered their Nascent Soul and swept their consciousness away into the boundless astral void.
