The massive gold-alloy hull of The Eternal Primordial Vault-Carrier cut cleanly through the upper layer of the sky, its giant oars vibrating with a deep, low hum as it approached the colossal purple whirlpool swirling in the clouds. The final gate leading into the Universal Origin Sector was fully unsealed, throwing out dense waves of high-frequency spatial wind that rattled the glass viewports of the control room.

Min-jae stood firmly at the main wooden wheel of the helm cabin, his forearms leaning calmly against the polished railing as he steered the massive vessel forward. He wore his simple black silk lounging shirt, his deadpan black eyes tracking the shifting gravitational currents outside. His level needle was locked at an unstoppable Level 68 within the Peak Stage of the Divine Soul Realm, but right now, the absolute highest level of suspense and danger in his life wasn’t coming from the universe creators.

It was brewing directly inside his own cockpit.

The heavy sliding doors of the helm cabin were slammed shut, isolating the room entirely from the outer decks. Standing directly around the steering pedestal were all ten of his breathtakingly beautiful wives, their long lavender, sapphire, and green traditional silk gowns billowing slightly from the draft. Following the official update of their joint marriage contracts, the playful territorial jealousy inside the harem had reached an absolute, unhinged breaking point.

"The transit coordinates are perfectly locked onto the central engine, husband," Major General Shin Ye-rin reported, her silver-and-white gown catching the violet light of the rift as she stepped away from the navigational array. Her gray eyes held a serious but highly amused spark. "We cross the boundary gate in less than ten minutes. But before the final battle initializes... we have an unsettled ledger to finalize right here on the flight deck."

"Ye-rin is entirely right!" Yoo Ji-a purred loudly, her long midnight-black ponytail swaying violently as her large violet eyes flashed with an intense, protective fury.

She marched straight into his personal boundaries, her tight silk sleeves brushing his arm as she aggressively wrapped her slender arms around his neck, her face flushing a deep, flustered pink. Her heart raced violently against his side as she glared at the others. "You spent twenty-nine days inside that private pool loop with Liu Xiao, husband!, but you haven’t given us a single drop of individual attention! You are giving me my wedding kiss right now before we drop onto those creator thrones!"

"The shadow spear should control her unhinged greed inside a captain’s cabin," Medusa countered smoothly, her low, seductive melody of glass sending a sharp thrill of tension through the room.

The exceptionally sexy demon princess aggressively squeezed her exceptionally voluptuous hourglass figure and heavy chest straight against Min-jae’s left flank, her lavender silk robe tangling with his shirt as her exotic, piercing icy-blue eyes locked onto his face with absolute, fanatical infatuation. Her porcelain cheeks were flushed a deep, sultry pink as she leaned her warm breath against his neck. "Our Sovereign’s solar core requires equal distribution. If the vanguard line gets a close-proximity transaction, my royal demon privileges demand the exact same slot. Move your legs, Ji-a!"

Min-jae sat tightly pinned against the heavy wooden steering wheel, his face turning an immediate, massive crimson flush that spread all the way down to his collar. His ears burned a bright, flustered pink, his cold calculated focus completely short-circuited under their close, suffocating physical touch. He could solo-slaughter three hundred ancient elders without shifting his stance, but being cornered by ten gorgeous women who all truly loved him made his breathing turn completely ragged.

"The... the navigation tracks require active manual adjustments, girls," Min-jae muttered, his voice dropping into a low, thoroughly flustered baritone as his neck burned deep red. "We are less than five miles from the vortex eye."

"The automated autopilot array can steer the ship for five minutes, husband," Liu Xiao voiced softly, a beautiful, genuinely satisfied smirk warming her exotic emerald eyes as she stood near the rear leather couch. Her loose green-and-white silk gown draped elegantly over her dangerous silhouette, her sweet red lips curving into a playful pout. "Don’t be stingy with your signature lines. The twins and Seo-yoon have been pouting near the storage chests all morning."

"Yes!" Cynthia and Elena, the twin sisters, complained at the same time, their red and blue silk gowns twisting together beautifully as they stepped forward, their eyes pooled with rare, tearful resentment. "We want our wedding kisses too, Min-jae! You promised we would lead the front line together!"

Han Seo-yoon and the stunning Ice Goddess, Gu Bylai, crowded tightly into the small cockpit space, their voluptuous silhouettes pressing directly against his sides as Han Chae-won barked happily from the corner, her cheeks puffed up with high-energy glee. Min-jae looked around the tiny helm cabin at the adoring, fiercely territorial faces of his ten immortal wives, his fixer brain completely running out of defensive paths.

"Fine... just one second," Min-jae managed to say, his flustered baritone dropping into a low, seductive whisper that sent an immediate thrill of absolute, fanatical excitement through the entire court.

He slowly let go of the steering wheel, turning his body toward Yoo Ji-a. His face was still burning bright red, but he gently held her soft shoulders and leaned down, giving her a quick, firm, and breathless kiss directly on her sweet lips. Ji-a let out a soft, surprised melody against his mouth, her entire frame turning completely pink with absolute joy as she hugged his neck in total submission. Before she could celebrate, Min-jae smoothly turned to his left flank, catching a completely shocked Medusa by her narrow waist and kissing her violet lips with the exact same dominant warmth. Medusa’s large icy-blue eyes widened before melting into a deep, adoring daze, her heavy chest heaving against his shirt as her pride completely collapsed into love.

One after another, Min-jae quickly and awkwardly distributed the close-proximity wedding tokens across the entire line—the twins, Seo-yoon, and Bylai all flushing bright red with desperate happiness as they received their slots, the chaotic romantic tension inside the cabin reaching an absolute peak of domestic bliss.

The hilarious, high-stakes romantic panic was violently shattered as the Vault-Carrier crossed the absolute threshold of the purple whirlpool. The entire cockpit window was suddenly engulfed in a terrifying, bottomless expanse of floating geometric gold rings and burning silver law-scripts—The Central Engine Palace of the Creators.

Min-jae instantly slid his hands back into his trouser pockets, his flustered shyness completely vanishing from his handsome face, replaced by a cold, sharp, and predatory focus. He stood firmly at the prow gantry as his True Vajra Sub-Divine God-Armor locked tightly over his chest with a heavy metallic hiss, his golden eyes flashing with a commanding, god-like authority.

"The domestic celebration is officially on pause, girls," Min-jae murmured smoothly, a cold, dark, and highly calculated grin slowly spreading across his face as his low baritone cut through the structural vibrations. He reached over his shoulder, his fingers firmly wrapping around the hilt of his massive Sovereign Golden Greatsword. "The primary universe creators are waiting for our ledger at the center of the engine room. Let’s go turn their final empire into a graveyard of vaporized steel."

"Yes, husband!" the ten queens roared together in a precise, lethal vanguard line, their immortal weapons humming with absolute execution parameters as the massive gold ship launched its direct, unannounced drop invasion straight into the heart of eternity.

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