Win Pavilion

Upper World, Win Pavilion encampment.

Win Pavilion is truly a super-power of the Xuyu Universe Kingdom; the "bases" they use for their encampments are far more advanced than those of other organizations, not to mention their weapon configurations. D9-Grade Star Destroyer Cannons, D9-Grade Railguns, and the like are practically standard issue for every "base."

One must understand: the restrictions on E-Grade weapons are too high, and even if one possesses them, they are not allowed to be brought in. It is much like a nuclear bomb; if you use one and I use one, wouldn't that just lead to mutual destruction?

"Win Pavilion is truly... wealthy and imposing!" Chen Beixun remarked, gazing out through the spaceship's 100% external virtual simulation.

Once the Machine Race Spaceship carrying Chen Beixun and his two companions reached a certain distance, the D9-Grade Railguns on the Win Pavilion "base" would automatically activate and lock onto them. If the Machine Race Spaceship were to activate its stealth functions, it might not even be detected if it were right in their faces.

As a peak race, the "Machine Race" possesses a level of technology that is nothing short of monstrous. The spaceships they manufacture are naturally at the cutting edge.

Naturally, the appearance of a Machine Race Spaceship is enough to incite envy in some.

Just then...

"A Machine Race Spaceship?" Scout No. 584 of 'Win Pavilion Base 25' exclaimed, staring at the 'Machine Race' vessel on his screen.

[In Win Pavilion, defense and reconnaissance are combined into a single unit.]

His exclamation drew those nearby to gather around him.

"What?"

"Holy crap! It's a Machine Race Spaceship!"

The crowd buzzed with discussion.

"Alright everyone, if you've seen enough, get back to your posts." A grand, booming voice echoed, causing everyone present to tremble uncontrollably.

"Yes."

"Sorry, Captain."

The crowd scattered in a rush.

"A Machine Race Spaceship, huh," the man addressed as Captain muttered. His eyes were filled with shock; although he held some status in 'Win Pavilion' as a reconnaissance team captain, he was not privy to this level of technology.

******

In the docking port of 'Win Pavilion Base 25'.

A pyramid-shaped spaceship hovered in mid-air. A square exit opened at the bottom of the ship, and three figures flew out. Chen Beixun was on the right, An Changyan was in the middle, and Pavadode was on the left.

"There are quite a lot of people here," Chen Beixun said, looking down at the phalanx of people below. "Are they here to welcome An Changyan?"

Great families really are different; no matter where they go, the pomp is always so grand, Chen Beixun mused to himself. Several hours ago, that Mysterious Stele had been reclaimed by An Changyan.

At this moment, he felt somewhat displeased. If An Changyan were someone without a powerful background, Chen Beixun would have long since acted ruthlessly to seize the treasure.

"Your Highness." A man clad in silver-white battle robes bowed respectfully to An Changyan.

Chen Beixun had made quite a name for himself in the World Lord World with his Domain Lord Fourth-Stage Demon Island Vine; who wouldn't recognize him?

As for Pavadode, his strength as a Domain Lord First-Stage was beyond doubt.

Only An Changyan, positioned in the center, was clearly the leader of the three. Thus, the man in the silver-white battle robes addressed his salute to her first.

"This must be Lord Chen Beixun! I have long admired your name!" The man in the silver-white battle robes then turned and bowed respectfully to Chen Beixun.

"The little brother has quite a reputation," Pavadode transmitted to Chen Beixun.

Chen Beixun wore a smile, but it felt somewhat awkward, as if it were forced.

An Changyan looked down at the crowd with a hint of disdain.

Seeing this, Pavadode shouted, "Dismissed."

The man in the silver-white battle robes, who had been wondering how to curry favor with them, froze for a moment before snapping back to reality and ordering the crowd to disperse.

"Dilly-dallying," An Changyan remarked.

The purpose of the three coming here was to collect cargo—or rather, An Changyan's cargo. As the granddaughter of a King-level Immortal, a multitude of factions were constantly looking for ways to curry favor with her. Therefore, there was nothing improper about this; after all, the cargo wasn't some major, restricted weapon of mass destruction, and letting it in caused no loss.

The location for the pickup was Warehouse No. 9 of 'Win Pavilion Base 25'.

Warehouse No. 9 of 'Win Pavilion Base 25'.

"Your Highness An Changyan, please place your hand on this metal plate..." said a handsome man. He was holding a black metal plate in his hand.

An Changyan extended her slender, fair hand and placed it lightly on the metal plate, channeling her spiritual energy into her palm and slowly inputting it.

This young lady is truly beautiful, the handsome man thought to himself, his eyes unable to stop staring at An Changyan; she seemed to possess a magnetic attraction.

He shifted his gaze and accidentally met Pavadode's eyes, causing the man to freeze.

"Buddy, you're being a bit creepy," Pavadode stared at him and chuckled.

The man snapped back to reality, realized his lapse in decorum, and hurriedly said, "Your Highness's beauty is so breathtaking, I... I have never seen the like in my life." He was momentarily flustered, scrambling to complete the handover of the items.

Pavadode chuckled a few times and said nothing more.

An Changyan's expression remained indifferent, showing no signs of anger, yet a single sentence from Chen Beixun instantly sent her into a rage.

"Your Excellency, it seems you have seen countless women to offer such an apt evaluation," Chen Beixun said with a touch of wicked humor.

Son of a b—. The man was on the verge of tears, praying that An Changyan wouldn't overthink it.

But...

"What do you mean?" An Changyan tilted her head, looking at Chen Beixun with confusion.

"Read what...?" An Changyan frowned, pondered for a few breaths, and then a thunderous explosion went off in her mind. "Are you comparing me to them?"

It's over. Seeing the atmosphere grow heavy, the man sped up his work, wishing he had the arms of an octopus.

"What is your meaning? I gave you such generous compensation, and this is how you repay me?" An Changyan sent a telepathic message to Chen Beixun.

"I was merely curious," Chen Beixun replied, arms crossed over his chest.

The man buried his head, nearly collapsing, as if a thousand-mile dike were crumbling from an ant's nest.

An Changyan's gaze swept over the man. The man felt a bone-chilling coldness.

Damn it! The man's mind went blank. Did I provoke you?! He glared at Chen Beixun, this thought flashing through his mind.

Wait. The more the man looked at Chen Beixun, the more familiar he seemed. Isn't this that guy's friend? He recalled the enemy he had captured while his family was wiping out another rival clan.

It's him, the one who kept digging for information on 'Siyong' to buy his freedom! How did he reach the Universe Level... Cold sweat streamed down the man, and his body couldn't stop trembling.

Chen Beixun's eyes sharpened. "Do you remember now!" His lips moved, his eyes bloodshot, and he directly launched a soul attack, a Formless force carrying boundless fury invading the depths of the man's sea of consciousness.

In an instant—

The man's eyes went vacant, and he collapsed heavily to the ground.

"This?" The anger in An Changyan's eyes turned to shock. "Dead?"

"What happened?"

"Was he scared to death?"

"Am I... like my sister, capable of scaring people to death?"

Three questions flashed through An Changyan's mind.

"I did it," Chen Beixun said calmly, looking as if a great vengeance had been satisfied, his expression relaxed.

"Little brother... did you have a grudge against this person?" Pavadode looked down at the corpse on the ground.

Chen Beixun did not speak.

"Uh... it's fine, it was just an insignificant nobody who died," An Changyan said, spreading her hands. "It doesn't matter; we'll just say this fellow had ulterior motives."

Chen Beixun smiled. "Thank you, Your Highness."

"Next time something like this happens, tell me directly," An Changyan said, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "I will handle it through the family."

Chen Beixun nodded.

The matter was smoothed over by An Changyan.

Soon, the Win Pavilion sent a new person in charge.

After collecting the goods, the three of them departed, preparing to board their spaceship to return to their point of origin.

At the boundary between the upper and lower worlds, inside a pyramid-shaped spaceship.

"Heng Divine Weapon?" Chen Beixun gripped the white, ice-crystal-like staff in his hand, his eyes shining.

"Your Highness, this is..." Chen Beixun was extremely agitated.

An Changyan sat on the sofa, smiling as she watched Chen Beixun. "This thing suits you quite well; I went to great lengths to acquire it."

"Use it well!"

Chen Beixun nodded in gratitude.