Amidst the ethereal mist, Immortal Cranes soar together, and Rainbow Deer wander through the mountains and forests, resembling a legendary Immortal Realm.
Xuanyuan Palace.
In the grand hall of discussion, the royal Princess attentively listens to the debate between the Xuanyuan Clan descendants of the Qian and Kun Factions and their attempt to incorporate the demons.
The debate has been relentless... lasting almost an hour now—yes, Xuanyuan Palace still uses the ancient way to track time.
Watching the usually gentle and amiable big shot of the Kun Faction, Gui Qianyi, unexpectedly roll up his sleeves ready for a fight, the Princess is reminded of those shameless human congresses.
Seeing that the time had come, the Princess suddenly rose, grabbed a cup, and threw it.
What a resounding crash… everyone was startled.
Yet, the Princess said nothing, merely snorted coldly and waved her sleeve as she left, frightening the big shots of the Qian and Kun Factions into silence.
