Sword and Sword Lord

Starry Sky.

Western Star Domain, Yuling Star System, Fuling Seventh Planetary System.

Faint blue lights appeared in the dark, boundless depths of space. Bright array markings wound and hooked across the void, sending ripples spreading outward as if a gentle breeze had brushed the surface of a tranquil lake.

A silver-gray Starship slowly emerged. Along both sides of its slender hull, dissipating spiritual energy transformed into streams of particles like fine sand.

In less than half a second, it had completely broken through the barriers of space and appeared in the dim starry sky.

At the front of the Starship stood a white-robed figure with her hands clasped behind her back. Her sleeves fluttered, her expression composed.

She gave off the air of a master who had grown lonely at the top.

"True Lord, are you all right?"

The voice came through a communication artifact from inside the Starship, reaching her ears.

"I'm fine. If I were still at Void Return, I might have found it a little uncomfortable," she said calmly. "But I have already reached Dao Integration. A little turbulence during a spatial jump won't affect me."

"..."

The group of Void Return cultivators aboard the Starship fell silent.

They had dealt with quite a few Dao Integration cultivators, but they had never met anyone as eccentric as True Monarch Qingyu of the Spirit Sound Workshop...

Not a single one!

She had said she wanted to hitch a ride, but after they agreed, she had stood at the front of the Starship the whole time.

She had even said it was so she could spot danger faster and protect them more easily.

They had asked whether she wanted to come inside the Starship and rest, but she had said that, as a Dao Integration cultivator, she had no