Time for Class, Everyone

Misty Corridor, Folded Space No. 74.

This was one of the Star Spirit Race's most secret refuges, known as the "Land of Eternal Serenity."

Countless chaotic currents of Spatial Turbulence formed a natural moat around it.

Even a Main God's Divine Will would be refracted by the twisted Laws here and sent into the wrong dimension.

No sun shone here. Light came from tens of thousands of Night Pearls suspended in the air.

Each pearl was half the size of a moon.

Inside a Floating Divine Temple built entirely of high-purity Amethyst, the mood was nothing like the Outside World imagined.

It was almost languid.

Dozens of lavishly dressed Star Spirit maids carried trays between the seats.

The trays held rare fruits plundered from galaxies across the universe.

"Hmph. That useless Turing."

The speaker was Star Luo, Great Elder of the Star Spirit Race.

He raised his cup and drained the Stardust Brew in one gulp.

"He had a Transcendent's weapon in his hands and still lost."

"He's disgraced every High God among us."

His body was formed from deep-purple nebular energy.

With every breath he took, brilliant ripples spread through the space around him.

Seated at the head of the hall, he toyed with a collapsing Miniature White Dwarf.

It danced on his fingertips, crackling with electricity.

A contemptuous smile hung on his face.

More than a dozen core leaders of the Star Spirit Race sat below him.

Every one of them radiated power. Even the weakest had one foot across the threshold of becoming a High God.

One peeled a flaming fruit and tossed it into his mouth.

Another polished the Scepter in his hand with a piece of special silk.

"The Great Elder is right."

A winged Star Spirit chimed in, sounding rather pleased with himself.

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