Gu Changsheng’s wooden sandals clicked against the porch steps of the [Galactic Flying Courtyard]. Behind him, the copper hotpot cauldron bubbled merrily on its clay stove, sending rich clouds of beef-tallow and red chili steam into the afternoon air.
Three hundred yards above the white marble gate of the 1,000-Sun Cosmic Family & Civic University, twelve golden star-chariots hung in the torn sky like gaudy chandeliers.
Each war-chariot burned with compressed solar fire. Gold-plated banners bearing the crest of the Galactic Immortal Gu Clan snapped in the astral wind.
At the prow of the lead chariot stood Chief Envoy Gu Biao. His Rank 8 Peak aura pressed down on the square, cracking the flagstones outside the courtyard fence.
With a flick of his embroidered sleeve, Gu Biao unrolled a mile-long golden ancestral decree across the sky.
“Mortal branch of the wasteland, lower your heads and listen!” Gu Biao’s voice boomed through the chariot’s amplification array, rattling the roof tiles of the University lecture halls. “Five days ago, the Ancestral Hall in the Inner Spiral Galaxy detected a matured Rank 8 Chaos Bone in this backwater star field!”
Beside him on the second chariot, young Envoy Gu Lin puffed out his chest and sneered down at the green lawn.
