Days passed one by one.
Ripples suddenly spread through the outer space around Soaring Star, and an indigo spacecraft appeared out of thin air.
"Master, we have reached our destination. Soaring Star lies ahead," the ship's onboard intelligence reminded him from the control room.
"Mm." Chu He ordered, "Continue toward Soaring Star. Let's go meet the Immortals of the Wind Howler Clan's Sky Tyrant Division."
Whoosh!
The Blue Starship swiftly pierced Soaring Star's atmosphere and landed at the Virtual Universe Company's base on the planet.
Within a vast estate.
Nine Immortals from the Wind Howler Clan's Sky Tyrant Division stood in the estate, their expressions notably respectful as they quietly awaited the indigo spacecraft.
"It's actually an F-Rank spacecraft!" Young Roy's eyes gleamed with excitement, and even a faint cyan light flickered across his skin.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. And it's entirely forged from Deep Blue Copper Mother... This inspector is truly wealthy!"
The youngest Immortal-level powerhouse of the Wind Howler Clan was filled with envy.
"Mm!"
The other seven Marquis-level Immortals beside him wore equally eager expressions.
Only the elderly man completely shrouded in a stone-green battle armor remained calm, a smile on his face.
"What are you envying him for? Go back and work hard!"
"Once you possess King Rank strength, the clan will help you acquire an F-Rank spacecraft as well." The elderly man turned and swept his gaze over the eight Immortals behind him. "Even if the clan doesn't provide one, our Sky Tyrant Division will equip you with one!"
As a vassal race, the resources available to the Wind Howler Clan were naturally far inferior to those of humans.
Within the Human Race, nearly every Marquis-level Immortal could afford an F-Rank spacecraft.
As for King Rank... what King Rank would care about a few million Hunyuan