"Never had I noticed that the starry sky of the Purple Palace Celestial Realm was so beautiful!"
At that moment, atop a palace tower, Yang Huai lay contentedly in a reclining chair, gazing up at the vault of heaven. Before his eyes stretched an utterly different world, and there was a trace of wistfulness on his face.
Black Prison lay beside him and chuckled.
"If you become the sub-lord of the Purple Palace Celestial Realm, Master, you may discover that there are many more beauties to be unearthed in this starry sky!"
Yang Huai glanced at it and shook his head slightly.
"Black Prison, you're far too vulgar!"
"Don't you humans say that great vulgarity is great elegance? Master, you need to have some ambition!"
It muttered under its breath.
Yang Huai clasped his hands behind his head and looked toward the distant sky, his expression calm.
He truly had never considered vying for the position of sub-lord of the Celestial Realm.
Although the Star Palace Emperor Lord had reincarnated, his influence among the stars remained.
What was more, several of the Six Imperial Heavenly Emperors had their eyes on that position. Only someone looking for excitement would involve himself in it.
Still, his natal star was indeed shining with dazzling brilliance at present.
It even faintly surpassed the Twenty-Eight Auxiliary Stars.
There was still some distance between it and the Nine Major Stars.
Yet its momentum was extraordinary.
Yang Huai said casually, "Didn't I find you several White Tiger divine beasts as Dao companions some time ago? You seemed quite fond of them. Why have you been coming to me so often lately? Could it be that your energy is failing?"
Black Prison gave a disdainful snort. "How could that be? Those tigresses are nothing but a pack of