Chapter 912: Disappeared For 100,000 Years

On the distant horizon of the sea.

Mei Xian'er toyed with the mahjong tiles in her hand, her gaze fixed on the distant sea, lost in thought.

"Hmph, how could such a little beast exist in this world?"

"I've seen the fearless ignorance of fools, but never someone so eager to seek death..."

Her red lips murmured, revealing her discontent.

At that moment, as if sensing something, she quickly stood up and walked to the window, looking up at the sky.

It was clearly daytime.

Yet, amidst the clouds, a star appeared, growing brighter and more dazzling as time passed.

Seeing this, Mei Xian'er was greatly shocked, her eyes filled with disbelief.

What followed was something that left everyone in awe.

The esteemed captain of the Eighth Line actually knelt down on both knees, looking up at the star in the sky with a face full of reverence.

Soon, a second and third star appeared...

Then a fifth, sixth...

Until finally, seven stars were shining.

As they twinkled, their light gradually connected, forming the image of the Seven Stars Alignment.

Mei Xian'er, kneeling on the ground, trembled slightly, her face filled with shock as she murmured.

"Heavens, the Seven Stars Alignment."

"It's actually the Seven Stars Alignment."

"The highest summon from the Cloud Star Linglong Pavilion Headquarters!!!"

"What on earth has happened?"

Her beautiful eyes were filled with incredulity.

In her lifetime, this was the first time the Linglong Pavilion had issued a summon of such magnitude.

"Attendants!"

"Here."

Several subordinates behind her, sensing the gravity of the situation, knelt trembling.

"Prepare for me, I need to bathe and change."

"Also, head to the Teleportation Island at top speed."

After giving her orders, Mei Xian'er walked into her room, her mind heavy with thoughts.

At the same time, the Eighth Ship transformed into a streak of light, moving across the sea at a speed never before seen in the Heavenly Domain, heading towards the Teleportation Island.

The next day.

Mei Xian'er emerged from a mysterious teleportation portal and arrived at the Holy City.

The Holy City was bustling with people.

Each person kept their head down, not daring to speak loudly or engage in casual conversation.

Clearly.

They were all managers from various regions of Cloud Star, summoned by the Seven Stars Alignment to the Holy City.

In the center of the Holy City was a vast square.

The square was filled with glowing meditation cushions.

As Mei Xian'er approached the square, she felt a pull towards one of the cushions and quickly walked over to sit down cross-legged.

Others arriving at the square also followed suit, each finding their corresponding cushion to sit on.

As time passed.

The once empty square gradually filled up.

Finally, when the last cushion was occupied, there was not a single moving figure left in the entire Holy City.

Despite the large square and the numerous experts present, not a sound could be heard, not even the sound of breathing.

In the silence of waiting, a sound finally broke through.

Creak, creak.

It was the sound of a wheelchair.

Pushed by a guard, a middle-aged man in a wheelchair appeared at the head of the square.

When the sound of the wheelchair stopped, all the experts below bowed their heads.

"Grand Steward."

"Don't call me Grand Steward, I told you to call me Manager, Manager, do you understand?" The middle-aged man in the wheelchair scolded, "How many times have I taught you, why can't you remember?"

"Yes, Manager."

Everyone responded in unison.

"Hmm."

The middle-aged man was satisfied with the title and nodded, then reached into his pocket and pulled out a box with the word "China" printed on it.

He took out a cigarette from the box and placed it in his mouth.

"I've called you all here today to share some good news," he said, lighting the cigarette with a match, then flicking the still-burning matchstick. After taking a deep puff and exhaling a faint smoke ring, he continued, "According to reports from various regions, the ninety-nine founding ancestors who disappeared 100,000 years ago may have returned."

"What?"

His words caused a ripple of shock.

Many even stood up from their cushions in surprise.

As members of the Linglong Pavilion, they were well aware of its background and origins.

It was founded 100,000 years ago by ninety-nine supreme beings.

These ninety-nine beings were revered as the founding ancestors of the Linglong Pavilion, akin to deities. To join the Linglong Pavilion, one had to be thoroughly familiar with its history and the origins of these ninety-nine ancestors.

Although.

Ninety-nine percent of those present had never seen these ninety-nine ancestors, it did not diminish their reverence for them.

Because only by being part of the Linglong Pavilion and understanding its strength could one truly appreciate the greatness of these ninety-nine founders.

Many operational methods and avant-garde designs unheard of and unseen in Cloud Star originated from them.

For example, the public transport ships in the Cloud Domain were inherited from that era.

Over the years, these transport ships had amassed immense wealth for the Linglong Pavilion.

As members of the Linglong Pavilion, they did not need to charge into battle or engage in conflicts like other factions.

On the contrary, the Linglong Pavilion provided them with excellent benefits.

Such as social security and housing funds.

And those with outstanding contributions were even allocated rare paradises.

Thus, joining the Linglong Pavilion was equivalent to securing a lifelong iron rice bowl, making the entire cultivation journey worry-free.

Of course.

Joining the Linglong Pavilion was not an easy task.

The first requirement was a thorough background check, tracing back eighteen generations. If any ancestor was found to be a heinous criminal, no matter how capable you were, you could not join the Linglong Pavilion.

Additionally, the Linglong Pavilion would conduct written and martial exams.

Finally, from tens of thousands of applicants, only one or two would be selected to join.

These strict rules had shaped the current grandeur of the Linglong Pavilion.

All of which were inherited from these founding ancestors.

As descendants, who among them did not hold them in the highest esteem?

However, after establishing the Linglong Pavilion, these founding ancestors collectively disappeared.

This disappearance.

Lasted for 100,000 years.