Not long after.
Lu Caiwei's corpse was discovered, sparking a wave of shock and heated discussion. Yet it became no more than drunken table talk, fading away with the wind.
Such was the way of the world.
Whether they were peerless prodigies who had dazzled an era or foreign races renowned across the land, they were ultimately no more than a flash between snapping fingers, destined to be forgotten in the river of time.
Spring and autumn changed, winds rose and clouds churned.
Only the vast sea of stars remained as brilliant as ever.
Compared to the boundless universe, the life, death, glory, and disgrace of one person—or even one race—were far too insignificant. They did not even count as a speck of dust. No one would care too deeply, nor would they catch the eye of immortal beings.
Even as civilizations intertwined and their worlds differed vastly, time had never stopped, and the struggles of living beings would never cease.
So it was on Cloud Star.
So it was on Lan Star.
Even in another parallel galaxy, on that blue planet that had birthed modern civilization, it was the same...
Blue Star.
Pingjiang City.
Night fell.
The summer heat had finally receded, but the dazzling neon lights along the streets brought even greater fervor. In this pleasure-seeking city of flashing lights and wine, tall young women in skimpy outfits lined the long streets, cheerfully calling out to passing youths.
"Handsome, come have some fun..."
"Little brother, our bar has a promotion—buy a case, get half a case free!"
"Miss, miss, interested in a part-time job?"
As a street full of bars, such scenes were nothing unusual.
If a place did not have a few pretty servers out front drumming up business, it was doomed not to last. This was