Lin Rui looked up at the sky with a puzzled expression, "Constellations? I feel like the sky hasn't changed at all."
The stars are still the same stars, the moon is still that same moon, and the sun is also that same sun.
Meng Weiyun couldn't help but chuckle, "After the seventh realm, Martial Cultivators see a different sky, which is why all the star-watchers in the world are beings above the seventh realm."
She then pointed to the beside Dragon Guard Capital, "You can still choose a Dragon Guard, why not go have a look?"
However, Lin Rui slightly shook his head, uninterested, "No need, I know that the Dragon Guards left over by the Emperor and Divine Envoys are mostly below the imperial rank. The few good ones left have all been picked by those prince Commandery Princes."
Turning a 'candidate Dragon Guard' into a dragon costs a lot of money, and maintaining a war dragon is equally expensive.