Meeting in the Wormhole

Inside the Space Wormhole passage, dark above and below but bright on either side, a Space Ship sped along at full speed. Ding Pian sat cross-legged at the bow, his face anxious as he controlled the vessel, wishing only that it could go faster.

He was an elder of Burning Flame Valley, sent by the Valley Master to Starfall Pavilion for aid. But would he make it in time? And would Starfall Pavilion even be willing to help?

Those heavy questions weighed on Ding Pian's heart, leaving his face exceedingly grim.

Up ahead in the Space Wormhole, a large Space Ship suddenly came racing toward him from the opposite direction. This was fairly common in Space Wormholes, so he paid it no mind and guided his ship aside to avoid the enormous, extravagantly decorated vessel ahead.

Suddenly, a familiar aura came from the large ship. Ding Pian froze, then was overwhelmed with joy. He hastily steered his Space Ship in front of it.

"Who are you? How dare you block my clan's Space Ship? Are you seeking death?!"

A young man in a purple-black robe appeared at the bow, his face dark as he looked coldly down at Ding Pian. Strands of frigid aura radiated from him, startling Ding Pian. This man's killing intent was immense!

"I am Ding Pian of Burning Flame Valley. May I ask if Nalan Young Master is aboard?"

"Looking for me?"

I paused in surprise, then stepped out from the cabin of this luxurious large Space Ship produced by the Ancient Clan. Looking down at Ding Pian, seated cross-legged at the bow of his little ship, I found him somewhat familiar, though I could not recall where I had met him.

"Nalan Young Master, it really is you!"

Ding Pian was filled with