Xu Xiaodie stood quietly beside the Great Sun Sword Heir.
From time to time, files from the Spirit-Sealing Forbidden Domain arrived for the Great Sun Sword Heir. Yunri, the ship spirit under military administration, handled them and attended to various affairs.
Xu Xiaodie tried to direct the ship spirit and share the burden of governance.
In the past, this had been normal. It was common practice.
The Great Sun Sword Heir had no interest in governance. Although he could handle administrative matters with extraordinary efficiency and never neglected his duties, once he devoted himself to cultivation, he paid no attention to politics.
But whenever the Great Sun Sword Heir personally handled governance, he tended to cultivate a corps of officials over time. In the past, these had included Li Qingyun, a Golden Core disciple of the Seven Feathers Sect, the administrative attendants of Tu Shan, and many others. Now, cultivators such as the celestial Lianshui were on the list of candidates.
Without outside interference, a new administrative attendant would appear at his side within two thousand years at most, just as a dragon naturally gathered retainers around itself. Apart from the Sword Heir, no living being was indispensable. Anyone could be replaced.
But when Xu Xiaodie returned, those prospective administrative attendants naturally lost their chance.
Authority over many administrative matters was being transferred.
Yunri was a military ship spirit. Her primary duties were military: above all, commanding the unmanned fleets stationed throughout the domain. Handling governance was only a sideline.
Everything proceeded smoothly.
The various parties transferred their duties in orderly fashion. Not a single cultivator in the Spirit-Sealing Forbidden Domain objected.
But.
But.
Xu Xiaodie was now trying to command Yunri.
In that instant, heaven and earth fell silent.
Everything stopped. Factories assembled from super-battleships across the domain and