There was no further Spirit Realm transference.

After Baiyu regained his state, he instinctively spread out his Spirituality and soon detected an anomaly.

And this anomaly was unexpectedly on the Legendary Ship Erza!

"Erza, have you sensed any invasion?"

Baiyu asked solemnly.

Erza shook her head, showing no signs of detection.

Baiyu stepped forward, arriving beneath the deck of the Legendary Ship, where a layer housing Magic Crystal Cannon weaponry was established.

He scanned the area with his eyes.

In this dark region, a silhouette emerged.

"Come out!"

A deep voice echoed.

The figure slowly walked out of the darkness.

She wore a tight-fitting black robe, had wine-red hair, and her eyes had a peculiar scarlet hue.

As soon as she stared at him.

Baiyu felt a chilling aura enveloping him.

It was as if a venomous serpent had set its sights on him.

She was the woman who had flown out from Adson’s Starship and could battle in the cosmos against a Wanderer!

However.

Baiyu could clearly sense that she wasn’t his match.

Of course.

He did not develop a sense of arrogance but continued questioning the woman: "Following me, what do you intend to do?"

The woman remained silent for a moment, then said helplessly, "In that situation, if I wanted to survive, I could only board your ship and leave using Spirit Realm transference.

Otherwise.

The terrifying Wanderer that came for reinforcement would undoubtedly kill me without hesitation.

It’s a pity.

If I could have killed that young Wanderer earlier, the reward I could earn would be far more valuable than three Starships, just a little short..."

The woman’s tone was regretful.

Adson’s three Starships had no chance of survival; even when Baiyu had to retreat, tying those three Starships together probably wouldn’t match the terrifying might of the later Wanderer’s single tentacle.

Apparently.

This woman was the true owner of those three Starships; Adson was merely her subordinate.

"Never mind, let’s not dwell on those things. I’m Wu Kejun, from the Wu clan, and for leaving on your Starship I’ll repay you."

Wu Kejun took a deep breath but did not leave immediately.

In her perception.

Since she revealed the name of the Wu clan, the other party would likely show some respect, at the very least politely escort her departure.

However.

The pressing Spirit Realm around made Wu Kejun’s actions extremely cumbersome, as if any rash movement would directly incur an attack from Baiyu.

"What are you intending?"

Wu Kejun asked warily.

"Nothing, just want you to answer a few questions. This is a barren planet, void of inhabitants; can you leave? Your body probably can’t support prolonged cosmic flight."

Once Cultivation reaches a certain level.

Flying in the universe isn’t challenging.

However, sustaining prolonged flight in the void—where there’s no rest—turns difficult.

Like a seabird soaring across a vast ocean with no resting spot.

Thus relying solely on the body.

Wu Kejun is unlikely to travel far from this planet.

Yet her current demeanor unmistakably suggests she has means to leave and isn’t anxious.

"Indeed, our Wu clan has designated methods of contact that’s no secret. Even within the depths of the Star Sea, rescue contact can reach without infringing upon forbidden zones."

Wu Kejun didn’t conceal anything.

Baiyu furrowed his brow, realizing that the Wu clan she spoke of should be a formidable force.

"I can take you away—towards the Chaotic Star Realm."

Wu Kejun extended another invitation.

Baiyu took a deep breath, smiled, and said, "Aren’t you worried I might harm you, or harbor ulterior motives?"

Wu Kejun smiled faintly, "Regardless of your intentions, I came here willingly. The Wu clan differentiates clearly between gratitude and enmity. You indirectly saved my life; I must repay this kindness."

Baiyu did not respond.

Wu Kejun also fell silent, starting to set up a peculiar Spirit Array on the ground, this took roughly two hours.

She drafted an intricate array, then infused it with Spirituality.

The Spirit Array emitted brilliant light, piercing the sky with a towering column of light, conspicuous in the dark cosmos.

"We’ll have to wait a few hours; during this, we can chat and learn more about each other."

Wu Kejun looked at him.

Faced with such request, Baiyu wouldn’t refuse: "Sure, I have several queries too."

This opportunity, Baiyu wouldn’t let slip.

His understanding of the cosmos was still limited; if chances for insight arise, opportunities wouldn’t be forsaken.

...

Several hours later.

Baiyu gleaned ample information from Wu Zijun, chiefly about the Wu clan. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

The Wu clan.

And Augustine Clan alike, were populous clans in the Chaotic Star Realm, differing in that the Wu clan remained more subdued and secretive; most of its members were fervent Cultivation enthusiasts and battle maniacs.

Passionate about stirring up trouble across various locales.

The Wu clan also closed itself off, members seldom marrying outside the clan.

Suddenly, the light from the Spirit Array vanished.

Then from afar across the forsaken planet’s vast cosmic void, a grand Starship slowly navigated over.

The Starship was wholly black, devoid of extravagant decorations.

Aside from its defense system, it had an attack structure; even the deck featured mounted cannons.

At this moment.

A man stood atop the black Starship, arms crossed, like a stone statue.

"Uncle Blade?"

Wu Kejun’s face gleamed with delight, greeting from afar with waving hands.

The Starship docked on the planet’s surface; the man walked down, akin to an iron statue, with a stern face: "Why appear here, having trouble?"

After speaking, his gaze quickly shifted towards Baiyu nearby.

In an instant.

Wu Ren’s muscles tensed, resembling a marble sculpture—its edges distinct; even his blood flow accelerated slightly, exhaling dense breaths.

Alert!

This was the instinctual reaction when a ferocious beast confronted another beast!

Wu Kejun observed the scene, feeling incredulous—could Baiyu’s strength prompt such a reaction from Uncle Blade?

"Baiyu."

Baiyu extended a hand towards Wu Ren, smiling lightly: "Wu Kejun is a friend; we previously hunted a Wanderer together but failed, barely escaping."

"Hello!"

Wu Ren, muscles tense, shook hands with Baiyu: "Grateful for saving Kejun, you’ve earned the Wu clan’s friendship."