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By the end of June, it was already early autumn according to the seasons, but the summer heat had yet to fade from Central Capital City. The temperature-control formations in the Inner District operated year-round and cut away most of the heat, yet standing under the sun for too long was still uncomfortable.

Outside the gates of the City Defense General Bureau, the guards on duty had just completed a shift change. Zhou Xiaohe stepped out of the sentry booth and squinted from the glare. He raised a hand to rub the back of his neck, stiff after a day of standing guard, then briskly headed back to the Guardian Corps quarters along a narrow path.

In his private resting room at the Guardian Corps, he changed out of his neat uniform and into light-gray casual clothes. He adjusted his collar in the full-length mirror on the wall, made sure nothing was out of place, then turned and left the compound. He boarded the most basic model of small Flying Shuttle parked in the plaza outside.

The Flying Shuttle's engine was somewhat old and let out a hum as it started, but he paid it no mind. Pulling the control lever, he followed the afternoon flight lanes of Central Capital City toward his master's small courtyard in the East District.

Ten years ago, after successfully reaching Foundation Establishment, he had been assigned to duty in the Guardian Corps. Beyond daily training and patrols, he devoted most of his time to cultivation, striving to enter the Entry Realm as soon as possible. He usually cultivated in his grandmaster's courtyard and rarely stayed in his master's courtyard, since his master was away all year and his master's wife was also in secluded cultivation.

The Flying Shuttle came to a stop at the