When hundred-thousand-year-old First Founder Gu Mu poked his white-bearded head out of the Forbidden Ancestral Tomb. Asked if his humble wooden carpenter’s shed could be moved into the [Galactic Flying Courtyard’s] backyard right next to Grandpa Fu’s kitchen stove—
All five Gu children lit up with huge, beaming smiles and ran straight back toward the tomb gates!
“Yes! Move Great-Grandpa’s workshop into our backyard!” fourteen-year-old Gu Nian cheered, waving both hands in his yellow bunny apron. “Then Great-Grandpa can eat breakfast, lunch, dinner, and midnight snacks with us every single day, and he’ll never have to sit in the dark by himself again!”
“And we can plant my honey-blossom flowers and Third Sister Tuntun’s radish patch right around his porch!” twelve-year-old Su Nuannuan clapped her hands. Meanwhile, ten-year-old Little Fifth Ao Xing held up his [Golden Piggy-Bank Rattle] and shouted: “I already cleared a sunny spot between the spiritual peach tree and the 3,000 Solar-Furnace Star-Hens’ chicken coop!”
Wait—moving First Founder Gu Mu’s Carpenter Shed wasn’t like moving an ordinary ten-by-ten pine cabin!
In the VIP gallery, Sect Gambler Elder Qian and the gathered formation masters of the Central Star-Cluster sucked in a collective breath as they scanned the underground foundation beneath the shed:
