Star Realm Summoning Begins

Xu Wuyi stayed in his villa in Linjiang for three days.

During those three days, he went nowhere. He woke at six every morning, stood in stance on the balcony for two hours, then entered the training room.

The flame of the Earth Fire Marrow Lamp flickered faintly in the corner, its warm yellow glow shining on the repaired crystal wall.

He sorted through all the combat data he had brought back from the Bearfolk Clan outpost.

It had been his habit for years. Every battle was a round of data collection, and every opponent was a mirror.

On the evening of the third day, he entered the last piece of data into his terminal, then walked to the window.

Autumn had deepened in Linjiang. Most of the plane trees by the river had turned yellow, their golden leaves spiraling down onto the water in the evening breeze.

On the distant bridge, traffic flowed like a ribbon of light. The pleasure boats on the river had lit their lamps, dots of light drifting slowly through the twilight.

His personal terminal vibrated. Liu Yunshan had sent a brief message: Nine tomorrow morning. Battle Net meeting room. Final meeting before departure.

Xu Wuyi replied with a single word: Okay.

At eight fifty the next morning, he logged into the Battle Net.

Quite a few people had already arrived in the meeting room. Liu Yunshan sat by the window with a cup of hot tea in hand. Lu Shaoyuan sat beside him, dressed in a faded gray Zhongshan suit.

Shen Jin's remote projection hovered to the left of the conference table. He was still clearing out the Feathered Human remnants on the Northern Front, and his signal cut in and out.

Lin Jianyi had already arrived, his bamboo staff resting against the arm