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73: The starship returned to its home, its fame spreading throughout Qingzhou.

The starship transformed into a streak of gray-gold light slicing through the sky. Its massive body tore through the clouds, leaving a brilliant, lingering trail above the Ancient Land of Starfall. Inside the Bridge, Lin Yang stood with his hands behind his back, Starlight circulating in his eyes. The entire starship seemed to have become an extension of his body; with a slight shift of his thoughts, the Hull smoothly traversed according to his will.

Beside him, Bai Wanqing and Su Qingyue stood side by side. Bai Wanqing's shoulder injury was nearly healed under the dual nourishment of the Vein Nurturing Array and Lin Yang's Chaos True Essence. The ice soul pearl hovered in her palm, emitting a calm, gentle blue light. Su Qingyue's wounds around her waist and abdomen were also not serious, lightly bound by ice silk. Her cool gaze passed through the starship's Light Screen ahead, looking toward the increasingly clear territory of Qingzhou.

"Finally... we're back," Bai Wanqing sighed softly. The journey, from being hunted down to launching a desperate counterattack, and finally returning in control of such an Ancient Relic, felt like a lifetime ago.

Lin Yang nodded slightly, tapping his fingertip lightly on the Control Panel. The chaos star core resonated perfectly with the starship's core. Without a word, the massive starship began to slow down, gently descending toward the location of the Star Moon Sect. The deep cracks left by time and battle on the Hull had now completely healed, nourished by the power of the chaos origin. The gray-gold Hull flowed with a profound and mysterious luster, radiating terrifying, heart-stopping energy fluctuations.

Star Moon Sect, Martial Arts Plaza.

Today was the Sect's Small Competition, and thousands of Disciples were gathered here, the noise deafening. On the High Platform, the Elders sat upright, commenting on the matches below.

Suddenly, a massive shadow unexpectedly enveloped the entire plaza, as if night had abruptly fallen. An indescribably immense Pressure poured down from the Sky, pressing on everyone's hearts like a physical weight, instantly halting all noise.

"W-what is that?!" A Disciple cried out in terror, pointing at the sky.

Everyone looked up, only to see an unimaginably massive gray-gold Behemoth silently hovering above the Sect. Its Hull was so large it nearly blocked the daylight. Ancient star patterns slowly circulated on its body, radiating an eternal, vast aura. The level of energy contained within made all the Cultivators present, including the Elders on the High Platform, feel the stagnation and insignificance of their own True Essence!

"Enemy attack?!" An Elder paled in shock, instinctively moving to activate the Sect Protecting Grand Array.

"Wait!" The Star Moon Sect Sect Master, an elegant yet majestic Middle-aged Man seated in the main position, abruptly raised his hand to stop them. Although his eyes were also full of shock, there was more unbelievable scrutiny. "This ship... carries no Killing Intent."

Just then, a Beam of Light descended from the bottom of the starship. Within the Beam of Light, three figures slowly lowered, landing on the High Platform.

As the light faded, the figures of Lin Yang, Bai Wanqing, and Su Qingyue were revealed.

"Senior Brother Lin Yang? Senior Sister Qingyue? Senior Sister Wanqing?" Disciples who recognized them gasped in surprise below the platform.

"Didn't they go to the Ancient Land of Starfall for Training? How could..."

"This Behemoth... is it theirs?"

Countless gazes focused on Lin Yang, a mix of shock, doubt, and awe. Although Lin Yang was travel-worn, his posture was straight as a pine. The Qi around him was harmonious and contained, yet it faintly exuded a terrifying Sharpness. His Cultivation base, Innate Ninth Layer Peak, was undisguised. More importantly, there seemed to be an invisible connection between him and the Ship Hanging in the Sky—as if he was the Behemoth, and the Behemoth was him!

"Disciple Lin Yang, I have returned from the Ancient Land of Starfall, having fortunately not failed my mission." Lin Yang stepped forward and calmly offered a Salute to the Sect Master and the Elders. His voice was steady but clearly reached everyone present.

Bai Wanqing and Su Qingyue also offered a Salute.

The Sect Master's gaze was sharp as lightning. He swept his eyes over Lin Yang, then took a deep look at the starship in the sky, and his eyes burst forth with astonishing Brilliance: "Good! Good! Good!"

He repeated the word "good" three times, abruptly stood up, and his voice, containing a hint of excitement, spread throughout the venue: "This is a great fortune for my Star Moon Sect! Lin Yang, your Fortuitous Encounter this time is truly Heaven Protecting our Sect!"

The Sect Master's words undoubtedly officially confirmed the relationship between this terrifying starship and Lin Yang, giving it the highest degree of affirmation.

Instantly, the entire plaza erupted!

"Heavens! Senior Brother Lin Yang actually obtained such a Divine Object!"

"Innate Ninth Layer Peak! I remember he hadn't even reached Innate Late Stage when he left, had he? This Cultivation speed..."

"No wonder the Sect Master values him so highly! With this starship, how can our Star Moon Sect not flourish!"

Exclamations, envy, and discussions surged like a tide. Lin Yang's name, along with this Chaos starship hanging over the Star Moon Sect, spread across the entire Qingzhou overnight in an explosive manner, radiating toward the Surrounding Regions at an even faster speed.

"Gaining fame in one battle" was achieved in this campaign.

Lin Yang felt the countless complex gazes around him, his expression calm. He knew this was just the beginning. The return brought not only glory but also unprecedented turmoil and challenges. His gaze inadvertently swept over the Elder seats, and he keenly noticed the face of the Inner Sect Grand Elder, which appeared to be smiling in congratulations but whose eyes held a profound, obscure darkness.

A storm was already brewing.

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