Chapter 595: . Hunting bow, Star Spirit Flower Chamber of Commerce, hitching a ride! (1)

Book 595: The Hunting Bow, The Astral Flora Chamber of Commerce, Hitching a Ride!

Lu Sheng spread his thirteenth-level mental power outward, and infused with the law-forces of two distinct emotions, it faintly

managed to capture the traces of Mokodo's departure. The

Fourteenth-level aura rapidly dissipated like a receding tide within this stretch of starry sky.

Lu Sheng, Hai Jidao, and Aonong Turing stood amidst the cosmos, feeling the ambient breath of their home universe, a sensation they had not experienced for a long time.

Standing beside Lu Sheng, Hai Jidao stared at the void aperture that had completely vanished, and said,

"The Star Marshal asked me to pass a message to you both: he will arrange for someone to take proper care of your families and friends left behind in the Hundred Star Districts. You may proceed to the galactic center with peace of mind."

Lu Sheng understood that these words were primarily directed at him.

The Turing family, from which Aonong Turing hailed, possessed immense power in the Hundred Star Districts, a super clan occupying more than ten star zones.

They did not particularly need Mokodo's care, and even if they did, such care had in all probability begun long ago.

"Pass on my thanks to the Star Marshal."

Lu Sheng swept his gaze around, his eyes finally landing on the spaceship before them.

This outdated spaceship, lagging behind in both model and technology, had already fulfilled its greatest mission upon leaving the alien battlefield.

Its already ancient hull had become even more dilapidated after enduring a series of spatial leaps.

Its propulsion systems also seemed grossly inadequate.

Traveling to the center of the Heavenly Serpent Galaxy in this vessel was clearly unrealistic.

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"Shall we continue our voyage?"

Clearly, he harbored the same considerations as Lu Sheng.

As a brilliant genius who had been pampered since childhood, Aonong Turing was evidently dissatisfied with this spaceship.

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Operating the communicator on the wrist of his combat suit for a moment, he spoke, "If we want to cross thousands of star districts within half a year, we need a vessel of at least the Immortal grade, one capable of traversing star gates. For the next leg of the journey, we will have to hitch a ride."

Hai Jidao's single sentence contained several novel terms Lu Sheng had never heard before, sparking his curiosity.

Yet as Hai Jidao currently seemed occupied with organizing the so-called "hitching a ride" he had just mentioned, Lu Sheng refrained from asking immediately.

The three stood in the silent and vast starry sky, waiting for a duration that could not be considered long.

Just as the eighth wandering meteorite streaked past Lu Sheng's side, Hai Jidao raised his head, his grayish-white eyes glowing faintly.

Directing his gaze toward a certain direction, he remarked, "They are here."

Lu Sheng and Aonong Turing followed Hai Jidao's gaze toward that spot.

They saw an intense spatial fluctuation suddenly erupt from a patch of void within the gloomy starry sky.

That region of the void seemed to boil, yielding massive ripples, alongside a strange power that Lu Sheng could clearly perceive but was unable to capture or describe, continuously spreading outward.

If it had to be described.

It was as though the "transparency" of that specific spot was rapidly melting away, and the strange power Lu Sheng felt was precisely that portion of the melted "transparency."

"The power of space!"

The term instantly flashed across Lu Sheng's mind.

Before long, that patch of the void dissolved completely.

A long, conical object rapidly poked out from within, resembling the head of a slender, elegant cosmic swordfish.

Yet it did not take long for Lu Sheng to realize that this object had absolutely nothing to do with slenderness or elegance.

What he had witnessed was merely an extremely minuscule part of the entity emerging from the melted void.

When the emerging object fully manifested before the three of them, even Lu Sheng could not help but feel a tinge of awe.

It was a deep brown cosmic spaceship.

Its overall size was roughly twenty times that of the Azure Planet, bloated in form, yet its surface flowed with all manner of blurred and magnificent lights.

Once the spaceship fully revealed itself, it began to shrink rapidly.

It only came to a halt when it had shrunk to the size of one and a half Azure Planets.

At this moment, Lu Sheng noticed that the side of the spaceship was stamped with a pattern composed of dozens of purple stars of varying sizes.

It looked like a specific emblem.

Immediately following this, the largest purple star right in the center of the emblem lit up with a blue glow.

Several silhouettes stepped out slowly from within that star.

Lu Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly, discerning that fifteen people had arrived.

Every single one of them turned out to be a martial arts powerhouse above the twelfth level.

This group of travelers possessed rather tall physiques.

Lu Sheng considered himself tall enough; his martial arts cultivation had reached its current stage.

His genetic sequence had undergone countless reorganizations and sublimations, causing his externally presented martial physique to reach a height close to two point two meters.

This was the most optimal height for the exertion of his present strength.

The proportions of every part of his body were likewise perfectly balanced.

Yet the people walking toward them all stood over three meters tall.

The leader among them was a female whose physique was considered "slender" within the group, yet she still approached two point five meters.

Each of these individuals bore three or more purple stars upon their foreheads, identical to the pattern on the spaceship's surface.

The leading woman had as many as five purple stars between her brows, indicating that her status and position were the highest among the group.

The travelers walked until they stood right in front of Lu Sheng and the other two.

A radiant smile bloomed across the face of a woman whose figure and features approached absolute perfection.

Her hands wove into a bizarre gesture, resembling some peculiar form of etiquette.

She spoke, saying, "On behalf of the Astral Blossom Chamber of Commerce, I extend a heartfelt welcome to all three of you, esteemed Lord Skeleton Pole."

The syllables of the woman's voice were oddly structured, a clear indication that her words were being processed through a translator.

Upon seeing her, even Skeleton Pole's eternal, unyielding poker face managed a rare, fleeting smile.

He returned the same eccentric gesture and replied, "Miss Purple Feast Heart?"

Lu Sheng surmised that this name, too, was a literal product of translation.

The purple-haired woman nodded with a smile, immediately inviting Lu Sheng and his companions aboard.

Flanked by a contingent of purple-haired attendants, the trio walked toward the starship, catching snippets of the conversation between Skeleton Pole and the woman named Purple Feast Heart along the way.

It was through this that Lu Sheng finally understood the true nature of the "hitchhiking" Skeleton Pole had mentioned.

The three of them were simply using this vessel belonging to the Astral Blossom Chamber of Commerce to travel to the "Hunting Bow."

En route, they would shoulder the responsibility of ensuring the starship's security.

Essentially, they were trading their services as bodyguards for a free ride.

And as for the "Hunting Bow" repeatedly brought up in their conversation, if Lu Sheng guessed correctly, it was likely an alias for the center of the Heavenly Serpent Star System.

Lu Sheng overheard that when Purple Feast Heart, the head of the Astral Blossom Chamber of Commerce, inquired about his and Onon Turing's identities.

The answer Skeleton Pole provided was simply—students.

Judging by appearances, it certainly seemed that way.

After all, both he and Onon Turing were merely at the twelfth level, whereas Skeleton Pole was a master of the thirteenth level.

Moreover, it was entirely obvious that Purple Feast Heart's agreement to let them hitch a ride was solely due to her valuing Skeleton Pole's formidable strength as a thirteenth-level martial powerhouse.

He and Onon Turing, as two twelfth-level individuals, were practically dispensable.

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