Perching Flower Star

Federation Supreme Council.

This is the true core of Federation power, far surpassing any previous high-level Federation meetings.

The vast Interstellar Federation, with trillions of citizens.

Only nine people are qualified to sit around this round table, with the lowest qualification being Major General.

Now only seven of the nine chairs are occupied.

The chair at the very head of the table was empty; that was the marshal's seat.

The bottom spot is also empty; that position belongs to the Youngest Major General in the Federation's History.

"Huh? Where's that kid today?"

Someone spoke first, their gaze sweeping over the empty chair.

"He's been nowhere to be found these past few days, and so has his adjutant."

The other person chimed in, their tone tinged with helplessness.

"If he doesn't show up soon, he might not become Lieutenant General. But tsk tsk, if he becomes Lieutenant General, he'll break another Federation record."

With his hands behind his head and sporting a strange hairstyle, the man leaned lazily against the back of his chair.

The Federation's previous reward for Si Lin was to promote him from Major General to Lieutenant General.

As the seven people were chatting, the meeting room door opened again.

The seven people fell silent simultaneously, their eyes all turning towards the doorway.

Two people walked in, one after the other.

The leader stood tall and straight like a drawn blade, his long silver hair neatly tied back, his features cold and stern.

Just one glance from him and a chill would run from the soles of your feet straight to the top of your head.

It felt as if I had been instantly thrown into an icy sea thousands of meters below.

He is the Federation's Marshal— Bai Zhuyu.

A person who can freeze someone into an ice sculpture with just their eyes.

As for his achievements...

There are too many to list here.

Bai Zhuyu walked straight to the head seat and sat down, placing a note on the table.

The face of the person behind them was then revealed to everyone.

He looked very young, had a good appearance, and was smiling.

He seemed very kind.

Compared to Bai Zhuyu's freezing eyes, it was like a gentle spring breeze.

"Si Lin has left. I recommend someone to take over his position."

Bai Zhuyu's words caused the temperature in the entire conference room to drop by two degrees. He didn't give the others time to process it, and slightly turned his head to signal the people behind him to come forward.

"His name is Yang Zhi. I know you might have doubts if I list some of his achievements and strengths. So I'll just mention one. He once met the Moon God who first awakened, and was even Moon God invited to the Moon God Palace, where he stayed for a few days."

"If the person you recommend can also do this, then I can also give him the rank of Major General."

As soon as she finished speaking, seven pairs of eyes focused on Yang Zhi at the same time, and the scrutinizing and suspicious gazes instantly changed.

Moon God

The weight of those two words is clear to everyone present.

If one had only seen the Gods from afar, it wouldn't have been anything special. But to be personally invited by the Gods to enter the Moon God Palace and stay for several days carries entirely different implications.

Moon God Palace is not a temple square.

It is not a place of worship open to believers; it is the abode of the Moon God.

Those who receive such treatment are no ordinary people.

The seven people didn't say anything more in rebuttal. Even the man with the strange hair just raised an eyebrow and put away his joking expression.

Bai Zhuyu glanced around, and seeing no one objected, pointed to Si Lin's empty chair and said to Yang Zhi:

"Go sit over there."

Yang Zhi nodded slightly and walked towards the chair.

At that moment, the man with the strange hairstyle suddenly raised his hand, like a student asking a question in class.

He asked, "Marshal, I want to know where Si Lin went? Why did he leave?"

Bai Zhuyu glanced at him, picked up the slip of paper on the table, and showed it to the eight people.

Eight pairs of eyes turned to look at it, and they saw that the note read:

I'm leaving now; I'm going back to inherit the family business.

The handwriting was wild and unrestrained, clearly a spur-of-the-moment decision, a hastily grabbed note to get by.

The eight people stared at that line of text for several full seconds.

Bai Zhuyu withdrew her hand, placed the note back on the table, and added expressionlessly:

"He went back to be the Clan Leader of the Jade Qilin Clan."

Upon hearing the name "Yu Lin," the group paused in surprise.

You've probably heard of these two words by now.

Especially recently, when the Goddess of Beauty herself descended, their new Clan Leader underwent Coronation Ceremony.

"Damn, so that kid was originally the young Clan Leader of the Jade Qilin Clan? Damn, has he lost his mind? He actually came here to be Major General."

The man with the strange hairstyle couldn't help but swear repeatedly.

The Jade Qilin Clan a race so wealthy that even the phrase "rich enough to rival a nation" seems an understatement when applied to them.

"Ha, they're clearly here to experience life."

The one who answered was a beautiful red-haired woman, her slender fingers twirling the ends of her hair that fell over her shoulders, her red lips curving into a meaningful smile.

Yang Zhi sat quietly in the seat that originally belonged to Si Lin, her ears twitching slightly.

He naturally knew about the Jade Qilin Clan's affairs, including the fact that the Goddess of Beauty personally crowned the new Clan Leader. This was in addition to the earth-shattering golden miracle that had occurred on Landon Star.

Everything about it was extremely ostentatious.

As Yang Zhi pondered, her thoughts suddenly drifted off course.

That Goddess of Beauty really loves to show off; she's completely different from the Moon God goddess.

One is aloof and unobtrusive.

The other one is like a firework that explodes wherever it goes, wanting the whole Universe to know "I'm here."

Yang Zhi regained her composure and began to trace the shape of the table with her fingertips.

He is too far removed from the Gods.

There's only one thing he can do right now.

I followed the direction of that beam of light and kept walking forward.

He also wanted to prove to everyone that the person chosen by the Moon God Goddess was indeed extraordinary.

Even if they are also chosen by the Gods, he still wants to prove it.

Yang Zhi felt a surge of competitive spirit.

And so, without Si Lin's knowledge, he gained someone who unilaterally considered him his rival.

Wuma Xiu sat atop Flowing Cloud, leisurely surveying the sky above the Jade Qilin Clan's home planet.

Mountains and rivers, Gemstone veins... all these sights are visible to the tribespeople who are praying devoutly under the Light Flower Tree.

Once he confirmed that his protection was intact over the land, he turned his cloud and flew towards the depths of the Star Region.

The Goddess of Beauty is by nature free-spirited and rarely stays in one place for too long. No matter how magnificent the temple or how devout the offerings, it cannot hold back a cloud that loves to wander.

He heard that the Perching Flower Star had recently bloomed.

That small planet didn't have any particularly special resources.

Its flowers alone are exceptional.

Every flowering season, the entire planet's landmass is covered in layers upon layers of Sea of Flowers.

Viewed from outside the Perching Flower Star, it resembles a crystal ball with a gradient of pink and white.

Very beautiful.

So beautiful that even the discerning Goddess of Beauty would make a special trip for her.

However, if he knew who he would meet here, he probably wouldn't have come.