The World's most Overpowered Side-Character

"Uncle," Jena called Sol's attention to Fuhua as soon as she began waking up. "The sleeping maiden awakens." She chuckled, but Sol had a far less lenient attitude towards the woman as he stopped and floated towards her.

He had stopped just on the outer atmosphere above another small sentient world, there was a thin barrier protecting it from the outside forces but he had abstained from carrelessly entering so had wasted another hour waiting for her to wake.

"Is this something that's going to happen regularly?" Sol asked, stopping before her and snapping his finhers when she seemed on the verge of panicking after she realised they were out in the void withiut a vessel. "Fuhua, pay attention, my original goal was to leave you here and move along, I'm starting to consider that option again, I don't want any hinderances."

"I-I apologise, master," She lowered her head. "I was tired, and this creation you put me in was so comfortable... before I could stop myself I fell asleep, it has been weeks since I slept." She admitted and saw Sol's hand flinch with a bead of sweat rolling off his neck as he swallowed.

"Weeks?"

"Yes, the Direfreak is attracted to dreams more than anything else, it was designed as a predator of ambush, so the less we slept the better out odds were, not that it helped in the end, that monster..."

"Don't worry about it, I killed that thing already, and I'll kill any other I come across while we travel." Sol narrowed his eyes and stood facing the small world again. "Anyways, if you're tired, say something, I can provide someplace better than a simple warm bubble." He glanced over his shoulder at her.

"Uncle you are being overly understanding of her excuses ae you not?" Jena raised her brow. "If she keeps doing things a she pleases we might overstay our welcome-"

"You said you wanted an audience with the strongest in this gate, right Master?" Fuhua perked up, folding her legs and sitting in a meditative posture.

"Do you have a way that doesn't require me possibly getting into a fight?" Sol asked, after much thought he had realised that the only way he was getting a direct audience with the Primordial Deity he had sensed before was to cause another ruckus like he did with the barrier.

That being had definitely intended to kill him at that time, it was too risky to use his full powers in such a manner again without first speaking to them, he was risking getting attacked by them and whatever other Primordial was hiding from his search.

"Yes, actually," Fuhua smiled. "There is a competition currently being held for the Drifting Heaven's Pavilion, the Everstorm clan does not usually take part in this challenge as we do not have the resources, but with your strength you could be a top competitor or possibly even win."

"Get to the point, what does enteering this event get me, how close are we going to be?"

"The ancestor himself will make an appearance on the last day of the competition to observe the finalists, if you use my Everstorm Clan's name to enter you could progress far enough to seek an audience when his holiness appears!" She clapped.

"How long does this competition last?" Sol narrowed his eyes. "It sounds a little too convenient."

"Not at all, you simply have good timing, Master. The finals are two weeks from today, you would have to hurry though, registration is ending in a few days." Fuhua opened her palms and a map made of stars appeared before her drawing Sol's attention further.

She pointed to one small star with a bloe dot next to it. "Here," She made gestures with her fingers and the map grew larger, surroundinf them and revealing a sgaotic cosmic storm that surrounded the small world they had been coming from.

"We were just there," Sol rested next to her, intrigues by how she could conjure a map of the stars but was unable to explore them.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

"This is the oasis within the field we call the Everstorm Glades," Fuhua swiped her hand across, stopping on their current location. "We are here on the hem of the Middle Heavens Pavilion, by ship it would take at least a week to get to High Heaven-" She zoomed out and swiped all the way to the other side of the sector. "-High Heaven is this star."

"Jena, calculate that distance." Sol rested his cheek on his fist, imitating Fuhuas's posture and resting his elbow on his knee, swiping his hand through the map and getting no reaction from it.

"This sector is small, Uncle; it would take about an hour to make that journey." Jena answered a few seconds later. "I will begin preparations," She easily exited the bubble and entered the void, turning several times and then holding her hand outwards.

"She behaves like a child, but..." Fuhua stared at Jena, awed beyond words when she saw the little girl create another acceleration gate with a simple gesture and then turn to them giving Sol a thumbs up. "Is she even a living being, how is she able to traverse the outer without being torn apart by the elements?"

"I said this before, but you are also strong enough to do this..." Sol stood, bemused by her statement. "Fuhua, how much of your former clan's secrets do you know?" He asked before she could refute his statement about traversing the Void with her body alone.

"I was the top female disciple, and also the head of our sacred library," She raised her hand and summoned a small scroll out of nowhere. "The reason my brothers and sisters died protecting me is because I carry all the secrets of my clan within my soul's library, I could revive the clan should I wish." She smiled sadly at the scroll, but before she could send it back Sol snatched it from her palm and opened it.

"Ah?" Sol huffed with his mouth open. "I don't understand a single word here..."

"I can teach you," Fuhua smiled at him. "I follow Master now so I no longer hold Loyalty to the Everstorm Clan, I also have no intention of reviving our teachings, this library is of little use to me other than to polish my skills and learn the forbidden texts and techniques, but if it interests you then I would gladly tutor you and hand them over."

"Hold that thought." Sol closed his eyes and then turned towards the small world beneath them, watching a cessel with three people aboard it quickly approaching. "We have company."

"They are the Pavilion guards for this branch of Middle Heaven, we are in trouble." Fuhua stood watching the ship made of wood and glass capsuled by a spherical mana shield orbit them several times and then stop next to them. "Master... these are all elders of the Upper Heavenly Fate Realm, any one of them could easily destroy the entire Everstorm Clan and fight several Direfreaks at once, be careful what you say."

"Uncle will handle it." Jena brushed her worries away, she hadn't even seen when the girl had returned to the bubble, but she was already at their sides.

"You there, halt," One of the men aboard the vessel stood at the edge. He was an old man with long grey hair brushing his lower back and a beard that parted in two braids and nearly touched the ground, him and the other two were dressed in black robes, decorated with golden patterns and a large golden crest on their chests that had the form of a dragon. "What business do you have this close to the Middle Heaven's second branch?"

"Greetings, elders." Sol spoke first, making a small nodding gesture with his left palm clasped over his right fist before his abdomen; it was a gesture he had seen Fuhua use once when she acknowledged him as Master. "I have no business with the Middle Heaven's second branch, I am simply a passer-by." He smiled at them, greeting each the same while they showed respect and did the same.

"I recognise that girl, is she not from the Everstorm Clan's royal branch, their princess?" The second elder whisoered to the third, they were twins, both younger than the first man, bald and wearing similar robes, except the patterns on theirs were silver rather than Gold.

"Ling?" Sol smiled and gestured to her. "She is to be wed to me, as you might already know, Everstorm is facing a catastrophe, within a few more years they may be an extinct clan."

"Haha, this sly bastard used their crisis and managed to acquire their princess as a bride," One of the baldies chuckled but then quickly righted his posture when his superios looked around at hi, "My apologies, princess, I am sorry to hear about the state of your people."

"Thank you," Fuhua lowered her head. "My new master was kind enough to venture into the heart of a war and make a proposal, I am grateful that the Clan will live through me," She played her improvised part perfectly.

"Impressive..." Jena commended her with a thumbs-up.