Chapter 586: . Above immortality: Lord, Ruler, Eternal!

Book 586. Above Immortality—Monarch, Sovereign, Eternal!

“Saya, you’re not seriously believing that eccentric woman, are you?” Lin asked.

Tang Dun glanced back at the house behind them as he spoke to Saya: “I’ve seen her. Her martial cultivation is barely Level Ten.”

By now, the two had already stepped out of the Ten-Thousand Affairs House.

In response to Tang Dun’s question, Saya shook his head.

Truth be told, he himself wasn’t sure whether he ought to trust her.

Yet given his current predicament, it seemed he had no other choice.

The title of *Supreme Glory Veteran* from the Interdimensional Battlefield meant nothing to the Lairsas Family—fragile as a sheet of paper one could tear apart with a flick of the fingers.

The proof? The death-ray cannon had been fired directly at him without hesitation.

Those people cared not a whit for the honor he bore.

Everything he’d envisioned before returning home had turned into a cruel joke.

Even his fiancée—the one person he’d trusted above all—had betrayed him without remorse.

One moment, she kissed him; the next, she sought his death.

She was so alien to the image he remembered, as if they were two entirely different people.

No one to rely on. No direction. No purpose. No clarity—no idea what to do, or where to go.

Saya stood bewildered, gazing at the glittering metropolis beneath the newly lit stars, utterly lost in the vastness of the night.

In the end, he clenched the slip of paper tightly in his hand.

“Then… let fate guide me.”

He whispered softly to himself.

After all, this wasn’t the first time he’d surrendered to destiny.

Saya unfolded the note once more and read its words aloud:

*“Seek the first person you ever knew. Return to where it all began. Reclaim what was always yours.*

*The King seated upon the throne of stars has already prepared everything for you.”*

He chose to begin interpreting from the first line.

“Seek the first person I ever knew?

*The first*…”

A look of reminiscence crossed Saya’s face. “My first friend? A childhood playmate? Does that count as ‘first’…?”

“Ha!”

Just then, Tang Dun beside him suddenly gasped in astonishment.

He seemed about to say something—but Saya, lost deep in thought, murmured under his breath, eyes distant.

Tang Dun hesitated, then closed his mouth again.

“I’ve got it!”

Saya blurted out, eyes flashing with sudden excitement—only for his expression to falter almost immediately into doubt.

“Could it truly be *her*?”

“Who is *she*?”

This time, Tang Dun finally spoke.

Saya handed him the note, pointing to the first sentence: “The first directive tells me to seek the first person I ever knew. After much reflection, I believe this must refer to my twin sister—born of the same womb, known to me even before birth. No one could possibly precede her.”

“A flawless, precise interpretation,” Tang Dun nodded approvingly. “I see no flaw in it whatsoever.”

“Then all you need do now is find her.”

Saya couldn’t help but chuckle bitterly. “The problem is, my sister was taken away by my mother’s clan when she was still an infant. I don’t even know her current name—or what she looks like. We’ve only met a handful of times in our lives.”

He hadn’t finished speaking when—

Suddenly, high above, slicing through the deep indigo vault of the sky, a lavish, colossal silver-gray starship descended.

With Saya’s sharp eyes, he recognized it instantly: the highest-grade private vessel currently available in the Polos Star Sector—so rare, even he, once heir apparent of the Lairsas Family, had never owned one.

The identity and status of whoever occupied that ship must be extraordinary—certainly no less formidable than the Lairsas themselves.

Its appearance sent shockwaves through the city below.

Countless heads tilted upward, voices rising in awe and wonder.

The entire city’s patrol force mobilized instantly, swarming toward the vessel like bees drawn to honey.

Yet the ship paid no heed to the commotion it stirred—it pressed onward, straight toward Saya and Tang Dun.

Before Saya could even react, the massive craft had already settled before him, silent and immense.

The shell-like hatch opened slowly—and from within stepped a girl with hair the exact same cerulean blue as Saya’s.

In a single shimmering motion, she appeared directly before him.

Saya froze.

Staring at the girl who stood quietly before him, he felt a surge of inexplicable kinship rise from deep within his marrow—a pulse of blood and bone, ancient and undeniable.

As if moved by some unseen force, he uttered her name:

“Pei-er!”

At that cry, the girl—whose hair and eyes mirrored his own with uncanny precision—could not help but smile, soft and tender.

She gazed at Saia with a radiant, knowing smile, her voice soft as silk: “I never imagined you’d still remember my name…

My long-lost brother.”

At this very moment,

Saia truly felt—

as if, at last,

the Goddess of Fate herself had extended her guiding hand.

…

The spacecraft continued its relentless shuddering.

Lu Sheng did not return to his quarters; instead, he remained seated beside Hai Ji Dao and Aonong Tuling in the central lounge of the vessel.

The three sat in silence, each lost in their own thoughts, the quiet thick with unspoken weight.

Lu Sheng harbored no fear of mishap.

After all, it was Grand Star Chief Mokodo himself who had personally invited him to the Celestial Position Academy at the heart of the Tian She Star System.

A Level-14 powerhouse like Mokodo would surely possess sufficient certainty to ensure safe passage.

Even should the ship be obliterated mid-flight, Lu Sheng trusted Mokodo had contingency measures prepared—unseen, yet absolute.

His focus, therefore, remained fixed upon self-cultivation.

Time was scarce, every second irreplaceable—and thus, he had never once ceased his training.

Even now, as he drew high-purity energy crystals from his storage ring, absorbing their raw power to steadily increase the number of immortal cells within his body,

a portion of his consciousness simultaneously waged battle within the Dreamspace Universe—mapping territories, refining martial essence, and harvesting ever more Cosmic Origin Force of the Yu-200 Realm.

Hai Ji Dao, a Level-13 Sovereign, likewise betrayed no trace of unease.

Having interacted most closely with Grand Star Chief Mokodo among the trio, he likely held the deepest faith in the latter’s capabilities—

so much so that the very notion of unforeseen peril on this journey probably never crossed his mind.

In stark contrast, Aonong Tuling, seated beside Lu Sheng, maintained outward composure, yet his mental energy remained perpetually diffused—

a clear sign:

he was deeply anxious.

Lu Sheng offered no reassurance. He simply continued his own pursuits, undisturbed.

Yet after repeated, fruitless probes with his mental senses, Aonong Tuling finally broke the silence, initiating conversation first.

“Lu Sheng… your Transcendent Life Constitution—surely it’s of Monarch-tier?”

Aonong Tuling truly understood the art of dialogue.

With a single sentence, he had stirred Lu Sheng’s curiosity.

“Monarch-tier?

So Transcendent Life Constitutions are classified by rank?”

Lu Sheng did not pause his absorption of the energy crystals, merely asked, intrigued.

Aonong Tuling, encouraged by the response, straightened slightly and nodded: “Yes.

Above the Immortal-tier lies the Monarch-tier.

Rumors speak of even higher tiers beyond Monarch—but I know nothing of them.”

“Monarch-tier. Sovereign-tier. Eternal-tier.

These are the Transcendent Bloodlines—beyond Immortality itself!”

At that moment, Hai Ji Dao—who had remained silent until now—suddenly spoke.

His words instantly drew both Lu Sheng’s and Aonong Tuling’s attention.

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