High in the sky above Banquet Moon #1, Golden Heir Gu Wuji’s forged apocalypse illusion churned with fake blood-lightning and phantom screams. Trying with every ounce of his [Destiny-Plundering System’s] remaining authority to terrify the ten million hotpot guests into believing that fourteen-year-old Gu Nian was a ticking cosmic bomb.
“Look at the destructive aura of the Chaos Demon Bone in my vision!” Gu Wuji roared, his voice cracking with manic hysteria as he poured his Rank 9 Early star-power into the illusion.
“An Innate Chaos Bone feeds on slaughter, hatred, and despair! Even if he looks polite right now, his marrow is a pit of black abyssal malice waiting to erupt! Hand the boy over to my surgical table right now for the safety of the Inner Spiral Galaxy!”
Across the 500-mile floating golden plaza, a few timid outer-sector elders who had never met the Gu family glanced up nervously at the blood-red illusion in the sky. Then looked toward the porch of the [Galactic Flying Courtyard].
At the family dining table under the blooming peach tree, fourteen-year-old Gu Nian (Rank 8 Early, Darkening: 0%, Happiness: 100%) wasn’t growling, baring fangs, or crushing skulls.
Dressed in his crisp, navy-blue 1,000-Sun Cosmic Family & Civic University Honor-Roll blazer with his favorite yellow bunny apron tied neatly over his front to keep hotpot oil off his shirt. The fourteen-year-old boy was just finishing peeling the shells off a plate of steaming Rank-8 Astral Crystal Shrimp so his mom Empress Luo Qingxue…
