Starry Sky: My Life Star God, starting reward Ruan Mei

The fox-people boarded the celestial vessel, joined the Celestial Vessel Alliance, and began their grand [hunting] expedition.

[Tingyun has begun contacting the virtual images of her ancestors, learning about various matters between the Fox Clan and the Buli Clan.]

Before the immortal ship left the star system surrounding this planet enslaved by the Bu Li people, Ting Yun made several trips to the planet to observe the places where the fox-people's ancestors had lived.

[Tingyun came into contact with most of the fox-people who were enslaved by the Buli people at the time, and witnessed the suffering they endured as a result.]

[Unlike the eternal regrets of our fallen heroes, a massive amount of hatred, entirely attributable to Ting Yun himself, has been detected.]

[Thus, Tingyun witnessed countless villains, blessed by [Abundance], ravaging the Immortal Ship and other civilizations.]

Unlike some of the other immortals, Tingyun didn't blindly begin to hate [Abundance]. However, after years of seeking answers, Tingyun still couldn't understand why this deity would endlessly bless these villains who roamed the universe.

After years of fruitless searching, countless tragedies caused by the evils of abundance lingered in Tingyun's mind... Mortals can speculate on the rights and wrongs of the Star Gods, but it doesn't matter whether it's right or wrong. As long as [Abundance] exists, the evils of abundance that continue to poison other civilizations cannot be eradicated...

[Hostility detected in Tunyun towards [Fertile]...]

In the year 4200 of the Star Calendar, the Immortal Ship once again encountered the fleet of the Bu Li Ren.

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"General, the enemy has sent out three more probe ships. Unlike the bountiful creatures last time, this time they are Bu Li people."

"Xinghe and March 7th have already left," Qingzu reported to Jingyuan.

Bai Yan listened quietly from the side.

He locked onto Tingyun's life coordinates, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, Tingyun was going to sleepwalk again.

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The world of consciousness.

Bai Yan was still sitting at the stone table next to Ting Yun's house.

Tingyun strode forward, having shed the light armor she wore over the years in favor of lighter clothing.

Thanks to the development of the Immortal Ship and the blessing of [Hunting] over the years, she no longer needs heavy armor.

Lightweight clothing actually allows the agile fox-people to perform better.

"Uncle Bai, drinking tea again?"

"Want some?"

"Next time. Today is the anniversary of my friend's death. By the time we've finished offering flowers to everyone, it will be about time to send out the troops."

Unlike the tension before the battle in the past, Tingyun is now in a state of ease.

Similarly, more and more of Tingyun's friends died. Almost every day, she would go to the cave where the memorial tablets of the martyrs were enshrined, offer a large bouquet of white flowers, tell everyone how many evil creatures she had killed recently, tell Aunt Ningyu that the calamity had passed, and tell her how today's immortal boat was better than yesterday's.

Tingyun said a brief goodbye to Baiyan and went to the mourning hall.

A moment later, Tingyun left the cave where the martyrs' memorial tablets were enshrined and received new orders.

Tingyun has no interest in commanding troops and making plans, and he knows that his gentle nature is not suitable for taking charge of the overall situation, so he is still fighting on the front line.

However, she already knew the abundant creatures she had already dealt with very well, and the task of eliminating them was already going smoothly.

A seemingly casual strike can easily kill an enemy.

Rather than strategizing from the rear, she preferred to be a sharp blade that pierced the enemy's heart and lungs.

She can also carry on the legacy of her comrades and move forward.

Having experienced the war between the Buli people and witnessed the suffering of the fox people, who were her true kin, she developed other beliefs.

Her newly assigned mission was to intercept the ships of the Bu Liren.

Tingyun gripped the longsword at his waist, a sharp glint flashing between his brows: "These remnants of the Bu Li people..."

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real world.

Having received information from the intelligence department, Qingzu reported to Jingyuan, "The Bu Li people on the three ships have been completely wiped out."

Bai Yan, who was standing by the bookshelf, smiled and said, "It seems our Miss Qingyun is sleepwalking again."

Undoubtedly, Tingyun transmitted a small segment of her consciousness, which was immersed in the virtual world, into reality.

Qingzu and Jingyuan turned their gazes over, but Baiyan started looking for books on the bookshelf again: "Remember to pass on this surprise to me. But having Yizhe carve it into a light cone is also a good option."

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A moment later, the two chatted briefly with Bai Yan, and Qingzu operated the floating screen in front of her: "The battle observation route has been transmitted back."

The video began playing on the floating screen, showing the same white-haired fox-woman standing on the ship.

However, her demeanor seemed even more sharp than before, and her expression was resolute, like a warrior who had just stepped out of a miserable era.

The long sword in his hand was like a streak of light under the dark starry sky.

The Buli warriors, with their canine features, broad, slender frames, well-developed muscles, and canine teeth, approached her.

Each of them revealed a cruel smile, their sharp claws gleaming coldly, as if they had already foreseen the outcome of the battle.

The people of Buli, who are skilled in biotechnology, should not be viewed with ordinary eyes.

Their armor and weapons had little metallic sheen, yet they were equally tough and deadly.

The Bu Li people muttered something, after all, the fox people were a race they had enslaved for a long time, so their words naturally carried a hint of contempt.

The fox-woman's presence was like a morning star before dawn, illuminating the entire battlefield.

She wielded her longsword with incredible agility, her sword energy crisscrossing the air, its light like sunlight breaking through the fog, gradually clearing away the Bu Li people on the ship.

Although the healing abilities of the Bu Li people are astonishing, they are utterly useless in the face of the white-haired woman's fierce swordsmanship.

Each strike of the sword redefines the limits of healing; each sword mark is like the mark of a judge, mocking their fragile bodies despite being blessed with abundance.

The white-haired fox-woman's movements were continuous, her steps like a song woven in the afterglow of the setting sun, each step meticulously executed, each wave exuding elegance.

The warriors of Bu Liren seemed to gradually lose their way in her sword dance. In the blink of an eye, their supposedly strong bodies had become fragmented, like dust in the wind, ready to scatter at the slightest touch.

She strides across the ship, the tip of her sword pointing directly at the spot where Bu Liren falls.

Moments later, she had killed all the Bu Li people on the ship.

Without the slightest hesitation, she leaped up lightly like a leaf blown by a gentle breeze and landed on another ship belonging to the Bu Liren.

When she once again wielded her three-foot-long sword, the Bu Li people on this ship met the same fate as those on the previous ship…

The [hunting] feast, where one man and one sword, continues.

Aozumi and Kagemoto also noticed the same details as in the previous wartime footage.

That is—her eyes remained tightly closed.

Chapter 128 The Smiling Martial Saint, Ting Yun

Another great victory! Tingyun returned to the immortal ship.

Uncle Bai was still drinking tea at the stone table. When she returned to the stone table, the tea he had poured for her earlier was still warm.

When she reached the third ship, she also discovered some of the last remaining fox-people slaves of the Bu Li people, and rescued them and brought them back to the Immortal Ship.

After the people from the Earth Balance Bureau settled these fox-people, she went to see them many times.

The suffering they endured was not much different from that of the fox-people who had been enslaved by the Buli people before.

Another day of fighting has passed.

Uncle Bai took a sip of tea, his voice calm: "Having fought on the battlefield for hundreds of years, are you tired?"

Tingyun held the tea in her hands, watching the fox people who occasionally walked by on the street. Among them was the fox person she had rescued on the third ship not long ago, who even smiled and greeted her.

Tingyun smiled gently: "If I said I wasn't tired, it would be a bit pretentious. So I would say that I am very tired, but it is also very worthwhile."

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real world.

The personnel of the Earth Balance Bureau are compiling information on the fox-people rescued in the recent battle and carrying out resettlement work.

A little fox-woman girl, covered in wounds, held her older sister's hand and looked curiously at the unfamiliar surroundings: "Sister, where are we being taken?"

Her sister hadn't said anything yet.

A petite figure, about the same height as her, darted out from the side, her thick braid and tail, a pale purple leaning towards pink, swaying with her steps.

The two small dragon horns are very eye-catching.

Without a word, the other person rolled up her sleeve and looked at the wound that spread from the back of her hand: "If this drags on any longer, there will be problems. Wait a moment."

Two small hands clasped together, one scarred and the other smooth and warm.

The healing power spread, and the scarred little hand became warm and soft.

The fox-girl looked at the little girl with dragon horns in surprise, not first marveling at the healing of her injuries, but asking in confusion, "Why were you willing to touch me..."

But the other person was clearly more confused than she was: "What are you talking about? Why don't I want to touch you?"

"They all say that we fox people are born evil, and even touching us will bring great misfortune. It is already a blessing from the Lord of Longevity to let us be slaves to the Buli people."

Before the other party could speak, the fox-people from the Earth Balance Division standing nearby couldn't take it anymore.

The fox-people's Earth Balance Bureau personnel raised their eyebrows: "They, Bu Liren, are bastards, a bunch of annoying and wretched creatures who only know how to wreak havoc on other civilizations."

As a member of the Fox Clan, this Earth Balance Bureau official had also read the song collection about the Bu Li people, and continued, "Also, the name 'Lord of Longevity' should not be mentioned on the Immortal Ship; it should be called 'Ancestor of Longevity Plague'."

The little girl nodded blankly: "Oh."

The Fox Clan's Earth Balance Division personnel sighed. Children who have been brainwashed by the Bu Li people since childhood are easy to heal physically, but healing their hearts will take time.

The fox-woman, who had been holding her younger sister's hand, spoke up: "Is this... really a celestial ship?"

“That’s right. To be precise, this is the flagship of one of the Immortal Ship Alliances, [Luofu]. The Earth Balance Division staff member was somewhat surprised. Having lived under those circumstances, she still knew about the Immortal Ships.”

The girl spoke again: "I have a friend who wanted to escape. He said there was a place called the Immortal Boat, where fox people could regain their freedom and live a new life. We didn't dare to participate in his plan at the time..."

Where is your friend?

"He was caught and executed in front of us. They even hung his body in the place where we fox people sleep..."