Listening to Seventh Young Master, who in her mind had never shown any remarkable qualities, speak so thoroughly about the intricacies of these matters, Lily Foster suddenly looked up, a bit surprised and suspicious as she gazed at him: “Seventh Young Master... you didn’t just hear all this from someone else’s idle talk, did you?”

“These power struggles are such a headache to think about. My time really shouldn’t be wasted on such trivial things. However, what I just said is something that anyone with a bit of sense could figure out.”

“Then have you always kept a low profile in the marquis’s residence just to lie in wait, preparing for a stunning debut?”

“What’s the point of lying in wait?”

“Ah, Seventh Young Master, you weren’t lying in wait?”

Ethan Brooks nodded.

“What you’ve shown is the real you?”

Ethan Brooks saw her tilting her head, looking at him with an exaggeratedly astonished expression. He chuckled softly and reached out to gently pat her little head: “Lily, this planet is just a way station in our lives. We really don’t need to…”

But as soon as he touched Lily Foster’s soft, smooth hair, Lily Foster suddenly shrank away like a startled kitten, quickly retreating to the side, her tone flustered: “Seventh Young Master, there is a difference between master and servant, please show some respect…” As she spoke, she seemed afraid he might do something even more inappropriate, and hurriedly added, “Seventh Young Master, it’s getting late, you should go back and rest early. I won’t disturb Seventh Young Master any longer, Lily will take her leave now.”

As soon as she finished speaking, without waiting for his reply, she practically ran off, dashing toward her young lady’s courtyard.

Ethan Brooks looked at the startled Lily Foster, then at his own right hand still suspended in midair, as if remembering something. He shook his head slightly and headed straight for his own residence in the northern courtyard.

In the courtyard where he lived, there was a three-story pavilion. At the top of the pavilion, all sorts of strange devices were installed, absorbing the scattered moonlight and starlight from all around. The walls of the top floor were made of some special material, so that when one was inside, it felt as if they were in a world of stars, with starlight filling the sky as far as the eye could see…

Volume One: The Meteor Festival

Chapter Three: Sword Saint

Stellar Guidance!

As the name suggests, it is a method for channeling the power of the stars.

The universe contains billions of stars, each with its own unique stellar energy frequency, constantly radiating outward at a frequency unlike any other. It’s just like people—there are countless humans in the vast world, but you’ll never find two who are exactly the same.

Cultivating Stellar Guidance requires extremely profound astronomical knowledge and an extraordinary understanding of planets. Then, through powerful spiritual energy, one senses the location of a suitable star, simulates the same stellar frequency, and establishes a faint connection with the appropriate planet or meteorite. Ultimately, one’s consciousness is gradually merged into the star, until the spirit and the star become one, transforming oneself into a part of the star, and thus reaching the point of controlling it.

However, stars possess their own unique will, and not every star is accessible to humans.

The richer and more powerful a planet’s life, species, and energy, the more complex its stellar frequency. The stellar energy radiated by these frequencies is also more formidable. If a human, with a weak spirit, rashly attempts to connect with such a planet full of complex life, species, and energy, they could be instantly overwhelmed by the star’s will, their spiritual world shattered on the spot.

Take the sun, for example—a star.

Even setting aside its spiritual will, the sheer heat radiating from its surface could easily incinerate a human’s spiritual power. Without sufficient astronomical knowledge, if one recklessly tries to channel a star beyond their ability, the only outcome is destruction.

Counting the twenty-eight years Ethan Brooks spent on Earth, he has now cultivated Stellar Guidance for a total of thirty-one years. Up to now, he has only just managed to establish a connection with a small asteroid two hundred kilometers in diameter!

As for gradually merging his consciousness into the planet, controlling the star to cause landslides, earthquakes, or even altering its orbit or frequency… this grand endeavor only began a month ago.

At this moment, he lay atop the pavilion, seemingly asleep, but in reality his spiritual energy was simulating the unique frequency of that star, extending his consciousness to his natal star, “Divine Moon,” a million kilometers away.

“Divine Moon” is an extremely barren star—small in size, with a weak will, devoid of any life forms or energy minerals. Its frequency is naturally uncomplicated, making it the perfect first target for a beginner like Ethan Brooks.

Right now, his consciousness was gradually immersing itself in a desolate rocky area on this star, penetrating it. Even though his spiritual energy was countless times stronger than that of an ordinary person, it was rapidly consumed in this process.

No one knows how much time passed. When his spiritual energy was nearly exhausted, Ethan Brooks slowly severed the spiritual connection with “Divine Moon.” After resting for a while, he opened his eyes again to find the sky already tinged with the pale light of dawn!

A new day had arrived!

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