High in the diamond-bright sky above the Central Ancestral Star-Cluster, the newly evolved [Rank-9 Galactic Sovereign Homestead Cruiser (Galactic Flying Courtyard)] hovered inside a warm, invisible veil of Stage-6 Domestic Kitchen Steam.
While the four hundred billion impoverished outer-ring servants and mortal artisans working the lower orbital barges could see and smell the comforting golden-silver galaxy halo overhead. Because Gu Changsheng’s Fatherly Authority automatically welcomed honest working families—the arrogant main-clan VIPs and aristocrats down on the Nine Artificial Banquet Moons saw only their own artificial projection ceiling of golden fireworks.
“Let’s take a look at this ‘Nine-Moon Coronation Banquet’ before we drop the anchor,” Gu Changsheng said, leaning comfortably against the [Rank-9 Divine Mulberry Wood] porch railing with a cup of hot buckwheat tea in one hand while [Dad’s Plot-Spoiler Notebook] floated open beside him.
“Wait—why did Second Uncle Gu Yin shut off all the outer-rim communication receivers around Moons #1 through #9?” sixteen-year-old Ye Xiao adjusted his round spectacles. Meanwhile, he scanned the nine continent-sized artificial moons below with his [Homework-First Bamboo Ruler Sword].
“Look at the signal jammers on the moon bridges! Ten million visiting sect leaders, neutral planetary governors, and minor urban branch elders are sitting at the banquet tables down there. And none of them know that our family already liberated the thirty-six branch systems and flattened the Crimson Eye of Fate!”
