Chapter 12: Sister, You Smell So Good

The initial mental power levels of sentinels generally range from C, B, to A grade, usually determined right after birth. Then, at age six, they begin systematic training, followed by another assessment at twelve years old. The minimum standard for entry into the Imperial Star Military Academy is an A+ grade.

Military academies on other planets tend to lower the minimum requirement accordingly.

When Ye Ximo was born, tests showed he had no mental power. By the time he was nine, he and his sister Ye Moxi were exiled together to a safe zone in a fringe star system.

Ah! At that time, Ye Moxi’s test results also showed no mental power! They hadn’t even been given formal names yet and belonged to the Rode family from the prosperous planet.

Their exile numbers were Rode 439 and Rode 444, respectively.

Their names were chosen by themselves later.

In truth, Ye Moxi had mental power even before birth, but while still in their mother’s womb, Ye Ximo almost lost his breath. It was Ye Moxi’s persistent nourishment with her own mental power that ensured Ye Ximo’s safe birth.

However, she was just an unborn infant herself, with limited mental power. After helping Ye Ximo, she fell into a deep sleep. As a result, at birth, one sibling awakened as a failure while the other’s mental sea was in chaos. For a long time, they were both tested as having no mental power and never awakened any abilities, which led to their exile to the fringe star system at age nine.

Yet Ye Moxi never felt burdened by Ye Ximo; on the contrary, she was grateful that the Rode family allowed her to have Ye Ximo all to herself.

Before her transmigration, Ye Moxi’s life was mediocre. Until she was eight, she had the best father, mother, grandparents, and uncles and aunts in the world.

After she turned eight, her mother died in a car accident. Her father soon remarried and had a new child.

Though her father still loved her, his love for the newborn brother was even greater. Her grandparents also liked her, but they favored the newborn brother more. She loved her little brother too, but her new mother and grandmother always prevented her from getting close to him.

Growing up, until her own car accident and subsequent transmigration here, she held onto one obsession:

She wanted everyone to know she could take perfect care of her brother.

So when she and Ye Ximo were exiled to the fringe star system, she was exhilarated.

The time to prove herself had come.

Ye Ximo nearly died in the womb, and she saved him.

Without mental power or abilities, Ye Ximo was nurtured and guided through his body by Ye Moxi’s mental power for twelve years. Finally, Ye Ximo not only gained mental power but also awakened abilities.

Since he lacked a mental power energy body, Ye Moxi racked her brains and eventually stumbled upon a fortuitous opportunity. During a jungle expedition, she found an old, rustic little furnace cauldron. Later, sheltering from rain in a cave, she, out of boredom, stuffed all her precious items into the cauldron and, using fire elemental energy and wood, refined them overnight. At last, she obtained a piece of silk and a set of colorful threads.

In her previous life, Ye Moxi had learned embroidery from her mother and grandmother but didn’t know what to embroider at first. On the second day when the sky cleared, she and her brother stood atop the mountain where they had taken shelter and gazed upon the land and jungle below. Suddenly, Ye Moxi conceived the idea of embroidering a map of this small 753-star planet onto the silk.

She never imagined that simply embroidering a simple map on silk would nearly cost her life.

But it was all part of her journey, the beginning of her glory.

This also reminded her of the Suzaku beast spirit stolen by some unknown wild man, which made Ye Moxi seethe with rage.

Yet that man was cunning.

To this day, she hadn’t heard of any sentinel awakening the Suzaku beast spirit.

There were countless sentinels with bird-like mental power energy forms—whether fierce ones like eagles, vultures, falcons, or support types like red-crowned cranes and ibises, even cute ones like penguins and parrots—but none bore a red, fire-imbued beast spirit, let alone a mental power beast soul.

Otherwise, she would have gone after him, at least to demand a compensation of a million or so for her mental losses before negotiating how much he’d pay for the Suzaku beast spirit.

When setting off for the Imperial Star, a reputable old client wanted to purchase the Bodhi Lotus in Ye Moxi’s possession, so Ye Ximo had to go ahead to the Imperial Star. During the school season, hotels on the Imperial Star were fully booked, with some even maliciously overcharging to grab booked rooms.

Ye Ximo needed to arrive early to arrange their reserved room, leaving Ye Moxi to handle the transaction alone.

Originally, Ye Ximo wanted to do the deal himself, but his Xuanwu beast spirit excelled at defense and counterattack but was weak in escape and anti-tracking.

Given the previous incident where Ye Moxi was ambushed, they had become very cautious. Fortunately, this old client had a high reputation, and the offered price tempted Ye Moxi.

The cost of living on the Imperial Star was astronomical, covering both their tuition and expenses. Ye Moxi had no choice but to take the risk.

Thankfully, the transaction went smoothly.

Once the interstellar credits were credited, Ye Moxi rushed to board an interstellar airship bound for the Imperial Star. Only after sitting down did her heart finally settle.

This was a mid-level interstellar airship, much more luxurious than ordinary ones. Even the mid-tier business seats were superior to the plush chairs on lower-grade vessels.

Ye Moxi’s seat today was in the middle section of the airship, in a row of just three seats, spacious and comfortable. The window seat was already occupied; Ye Moxi’s seat was in the middle. Perhaps because she was a female passenger, her seat had a soft, plush light blue cushion.

The outermost seat was also plush but pink, while the window seat’s cushion was entirely black leather.

The seats were roomy, and according to instructions, after takeoff, the entire private space could be sealed off, ensuring excellent privacy.

The departure time hadn’t arrived yet. The male passenger beside her wore flowing silver sunglasses that covered most of his face, arms crossed, leaning back with eyes closed.

After sitting, Ye Moxi didn’t immediately activate her private space.

She first sent a message to Ye Ximo, telling him she had boarded the airship and inquiring about his situation.

Ye Ximo confirmed that someone had tried to overcharge him for the room, but since he had already checked in, the hotel left the negotiation to them.

Ye Ximo refused, and the other party left to find other customers.

Ye Moxi breathed a sigh of relief.

Some online guides were truly useful, especially for ordinary people living in fringe star systems like them, who relied heavily on trustworthy tips.

She had planned to activate her spatial shield when the pink plush seat’s occupant arrived.

It was a girl wearing a pink princess dress, appearing about fifteen or sixteen years old, slender, with exquisite makeup and striking bright eyes.

They looked just like the heterochromatic eyes of the lion cat Ye Moxi had raised in her previous life.

Ye Moxi nodded politely, about to press the activation button.

“Big sister, you smell so nice…”