Bai Yujun looked speechlessly at her divine tree.
Its roots were like dragon claws. Its thick trunk grew at a slant solely to provide shade and shelter from rain, while its thin branches and leaves were sparse. Perhaps the harsh environment of the Cosmic Void made it prioritize self-preservation. Its roots could grip its foundation, and its thick trunk could withstand meteor fragments; the tiny branches and leaves did not seem all that important.
Very good. She was very satisfied.
Just like Bai Moulong, it valued safety. Staying alive was what mattered most.
Having ended her seclusion, she had intended to rest for a few days. Then she suddenly remembered that she rarely went to work, and it was just the right time to learn about the Empire's development.
After considering it, she returned to the second floor of the General Store and changed into a dress. Looking in the mirror, she appeared dignified and composed.
She went downstairs and swiftly floated out through the main entrance of the pavilion. Seeing this, the cloud mass hurriedly chased after her...
The Floating Island Divine Palaces of the Little Broken Ball World were also the core of imperial authority. Qiao Jin had guarded them year-round, issuing military orders. The Immortal Officials and Clerks in every palace bustled about, while countless immortal maidens came and went. Only the largest, central divine palace remained chilly and empty. Apart from the gate-guarding divine generals and its dedicated Immortal Officials and Clerks and immortal maidens, other immortals and demon beasts were not permitted to approach lightly. Though empty, it was a symbol of the Empire's power.
White mist flowed between the divine palaces. All divine officials and clerks hurried about without a word. Young cultivators who had just passed the examinations for divine posts and were