On this day, the starry firmament around the Heavenly Palace was dyed crimson by rosy clouds, while the Ziwei Star Cluster shone with exceptional brilliance. It was the once-in-a-century auspicious day known in the celestial signs as the "Heavenly Yellow Path."
The massive Jile Hao cruiser lay quietly in its berth at the starport beyond the Southern Heavenly Gate of the Heavenly Palace. Its hull stretched a thousand zhang long, forged from dark iron and covered in dark-golden runes. Cold metallic gleams flowed across it in the morning light, like an ancient dragon lying dormant, its scales radiating a majesty capable of tearing apart the sea of stars.
Hua Qiang stood on the viewing platform at the bow, dressed in a golden brocade robe patterned with stars. His robes snapped in the interstellar breeze.
Nearly twenty peerlessly beautiful women surrounded him, all outstanding figures of their respective races. Of course, they shared one identity—they were all his wives.
Ye Bingxue was like an immortal maiden from the Jade Pond Immortal Realm, her skirt adorned with glittering fragments of starlight.
Mo Yanran stood prettily beside him, her eyes seeming to hold two pools of clear starry seas.
Zuo Chan'er possessed a gentle temperament, yet carried an innate sharpness.
Some lightly waved round fans, while others whispered and laughed, yet their gazes unconsciously followed Hua Qiang's figure, filled with admiration and trust.
On the deck some distance away, Ye Wendao, Liu Li, Hua Xingchen, and Gu Hongyan stood side by side.
Ye Wendao wore a green robe and held a White Jade folding fan. His fingertips lightly tapped at the sea of clouds as he discussed the trajectories on the star charts with Hua Xingchen beside him.
Liu Li wore a crisp silver-gray combat uniform, with an energy dagger at her waist.