2026-10-09 17:47:53The grand assembly hall of the Ancient Sword Pavilion hung heavy with oppressive, ancient bloodlust.
Three hundred old-world sect lords, grand elders, and conservative patriarchs sat along the obsidian council table, their combined high-tier spiritual pressure causing the surrounding space to ripple like black water. "Let the boy try to enforce his four-day workweek!" Grand Patriarch Moran roared, his deep crimson robes billowing as his 10th-Tier Peak Sword Aura flared to
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Chapter 283: The Naming Ceremony Broadcast
Across ten thousand star sectors, billions of citizens, high-realm elders, and star-fleet commanders stood assembled before towering holographic arrays and local communication terminals. In the grand palaces of the Central Realm, court officials in heavy formal robes waited in breathless silence. In the bustling lower-realm cities and Earth's planetary hubs, crowds filled the central plazas, expecting a display of cosmic authority—perhaps a grand military flyover by the Multiverse Fleet or a stern, high-tier decree from the Emperor himself.Instead, when the multi-dimensional transmission activated with a soft, warm chime, the scene that appeared stunned the entire cosmos.There was no grand golden throne, no terrifying display of divine energy, and no armored honor guard.The projection showed the cozy, sunlit sitting room of Vance Manor. Austin Vance sat comfortably on a soft plush sofa, wearing a casual grey knit cardigan over a plain shirt, his dark hair fa
Chapter 282: Naming the Prince and Princess
The golden morning sun streamed softly through the grand arched bay windows of Vance Manor's private family sitting room. Outside, the floating lotus gardens hummed with a quiet, soothing energy, while inside, the cozy hearth crackled with a gentle, scented flame that kept the room at a perfect, comforting warmth. The grand imperial court decrees, high-tier political delegates, and public celebrations across ten thousand star sectors were kept entirely outside the estate’s heavy white-stone doors. Within these walls, there were no emperors or divine rulers—only a proud, tight-knit family gathered around two tiny, pristine cradles. Empress Clara sat comfortably on a wide plush sofa lined with soft star-silk pillows, dressed in an elegant lavender silk gown. Her silver hair fell in soft waves over her shoulders, her cheeks flushed with a healthy, radiant glow. Sitting close beside her was Austin Vance. He wore his familiar
Chapter 281: The Arrival of the Divine Heirs
The inner sanctum of Vance Manor was bathed in a soft, sun-gold radiance.High above the polished white-jade floor, intricate spatial arrays hummed at a low, soothing frequency, filtering out every trace of outer atmospheric turbulence.The air inside the room was immaculate, sweet, and filled with the gentle fragrance of blooming white lotus blossoms.Empress Clara rested on the grand star-silk bed, her long silver hair damp with perspiration and fan-spread across the plush white pillows. Her breathing was steady, her face flushed with a healthy, radiant warmth.Beside her sat Austin Vance.He wore his simple scholar’s tunic, unbuttoned at the neck, his hands holding hers with steady, unyielding strength. His dark-brown eyes, carrying the quiet, rotating galaxies of his Multiverse Creator status, never left her face. Throughout the entire process, Austin had applied micro-precise spatial logic to soothe her meridians, neutralizing pain signals while preserving the natural, joyful
Chapter 280: The Eve of Birth
The night sky above Earth was a masterpiece of tranquil, breathtaking light. Broad, shimmering curtains of rose-gold and soft violet origin auroras drifted lazily across the atmosphere, bathing Vance Manor in a warm, ethereal glow. Down below, the city lights flickered peacefully, wrapped in the absolute, silent security of the imperial perimeter array.Inside the grand living pavilion of the floating estate, the atmosphere was filled with quiet, expectant warmth.A crackling fire in the star-stone fireplace cast a cozy amber light over the room. On the plush velvet sofas sat the entire Vance family. Lord Arthur and Lady Katherine shared a loveseat, Lady Katherine holding a set of tiny knitted booties while Lord Arthur softly read through an old Earth baby book. Nearby, Ethan and Amelia sat together on a lounge chair, Amelia resting her head against Ethan’s shoulder while he gently reviewed smooth, low-volume trade reports on his tablet.Lord Aston sat by the window
Chapter 279: The Royal Nursery Construction
The sunny wing on the upper level of Vance Manor, which overlooked the tranquil lotus pond, was filled with the faint, pleasant fragrance of polished star-cedar. Sunlight streamed through tall, arched window bays, painting glowing amber squares across a floor that felt softer than velvet.Austin Vance stood in the center of the vast, newly designated nursery suite, wearing his familiar black scholar’s tunic with the sleeves neatly rolled up to his forearms. His dark hair was loose, and his posture remained calm, upright, and utterly focused.Standing near the open doorway, leaning comfortably against the carved wooden frame, was Empress Clara. Her lavender silk dress draped gracefully over her rounded belly, her silver hair catching the morning light as she watched her husband with a fond, amused expression."You refused to let the Imperial Construction Guild build this room," Clara noted softly, a gentle smile dimpling her cheek. "The Supreme Master of Architecture
Chapter 278: Peaceful Afternoon Walks
The autumn sun hung low over Earth, casting a warm, honey-gold radiance across the floating sanctuary of Vance Manor. A gentle, scented breeze rustled through the weeping willow branches, dropping soft silver leaves onto the quiet stone pathways that wound along the edge of the lotus pond.In the peaceful silence of the late afternoon, two figures strolled hand-in-hand along the quiet garden trail.Austin Vance walked with an unbothered, easy stride, his posture upright and relaxed. He wore his simple black scholar’s tunic with the collar unbuttoned, his dark hair catching the amber glow of the setting sun. Beside him, Empress Clara wore a flowing dress of pale lavender silk, loosely tied beneath her bust with a soft golden sash that elegantly accentuated the rounded swell of her baby bump.Five months had passed since the joyous announcement, and Clara’s pregnancy had progressed in perfect, flawless health.Austin had completely delegated the rou
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