Junior Martial Uncle, You Understand Me

Pan Yun set out before dawn, carrying Pan Little Black.

For the first time, Xue Shao stood awake inside the Three Treasures Cauldron. He carefully examined the cauldron from end to end before looking out at the thinning stars.

The moon overhead was still bright. As the Three Treasures Cauldron flew through the air, the cassia tree and jade rabbit upon the moon appeared ever clearer, as though he could reach out and catch them.

The wind howled past. Pan Yun touched a mechanism on the Three Treasures Cauldron, activating its formation, and the wind was shut out.

Xue Shao could not help reciting, "The Heavenly River turns through the night, drifting back among the stars; silver clouds over the Milky Way mimic the sound of running water. The cassia blossoms in the jade palace have yet to fall; celestial maidens gather their fragrance, pendants dangling from their sashes."

Pan Yun controlled the artifact with her consciousness, standing beside him with her arms folded. "With your aptitude, I think you could learn artifact flight without needing First Marquis at all."

Xue Shao smiled. "No rush."

With only one person and one cat aboard, the lighter Three Treasures Cauldron flew much faster. Pan Yun rested three times along the way, and by noon the next day, she could see Nanao Port.

Though this was Japan, there were many Han people at Nanao Port now. Pan Yun deliberately raised the Three Treasures Cauldron higher, then shot over the harbor in one swift streak.

Wang Xiaojing, who was unloading cargo, sharply raised his head and stared blankly at the clear sky.

Song Dalin passed by and casually smacked him. "What are you staring at? Hurry up. The young master said we have to unload another half today."

Wang Xiaojing withdrew his gaze and