The cleaning robot obediently stood guard beneath the dining table.
It suddenly noticed chip crumbs on Bai Yujun's trouser leg, so it raised its brush to clean them away, only for Bai Yujun to lift her leg and push it aside.
The spaceship made a Spatial Jump.
It was much more comfortable than the previous consecutive transmissions, though it inevitably took more time along the way.
Bai Yujun suddenly felt the vexing ache of a toothache. A race that could clearly have avoided it was now on the brink of extinction.
It showed that no matter how capable one was, there would always be many things beyond one's control. Even the ruler of the Myriad Worlds could not live freely and unrestrainedly, much less ordinary cultivators, forever entangled in one trouble or another. Bai Yujun could now create universes; she was powerful beyond description, yet she still could not escape all manner of restraints. Life was simply this helpless.
The screen continued to play history at high speed. The two dragons had little interest in what happened afterward. Since the Dragon Court was finished, what did it matter how the Demon Race and human race carried on? At most, they could store it away as knowledge to prepare for understanding the present later.
While watching, the old dragon asked nervously.
"Senior, is Xiao currently in the Primordial Universe?"
Bai Yujun curled her lip and shrugged.
"Of course."
Seeing the old and young dragons' ugly expressions, she continued.
"Don't worry. I locked Xiao in the Heavenly Prison. Without my permission, Xiao will never get out."
"Locked in the Heavenly Prison?"
The two dragons were greatly surprised by this answer. The mastermind who had thrown the Dragon Court into chaos had actually been captured...
Bai Yujun took a bite of her ice