The Dark Pearl sailed silently through the night sky.
Moonlight reflected across its dark hull while countless clouds drifted beneath the vessel like a silver ocean. The Sanatan Flame Sect had long disappeared beyond the horizon, leaving only endless mountains, distant stars, and the cold winds of the upper heavens.
The Dark Pearl sailed through the night sky beneath a sea of drifting clouds.
Cold winds swept across the deck while moonlight reflected from the vessel's dark hull. The mission team had gradually gathered near the center platform, where Shaurya stood silently with his hands behind his back.
For a few moments, nobody knew what he was doing.
Then—
Ding.
A familiar system notification appeared before his eyes.
[Purchase Successful.]
[-15,000 Dharma Points]
Ding.
[-20,000 Dharma Points]
Ding.
[-25,000 Dharma Points]
The numbers continued falling.
Again.
And again.
And again.
Shaurya's face gradually became darker.
The system watched quietly.
