Jiang Bei comforted Lin Feng and the others, arranged for them to rest in the palace, then headed straight for where Duan Qingcang and Qin Cang were recovering. Both were severely injured, sitting cross-legged as they circulated their energy to regulate their breathing, medicinal vapor swirling around them.
When they saw Jiang Bei appear at the door, Duan Qingcang and Qin Cang almost simultaneously struggled to rise and pay their respects. "Your Majes—"
"No need!" Jiang Bei stepped forward in a flash and pressed down with his palm. A gentle force steadily pushed the two men back into place. "Your injuries come first. Dispense with these empty formalities."
He walked to their beds and looked at their pale yet resolute faces. In a low voice, he said, "I... will be leaving Da Yun Dynasty for a while."
Although Duan Qingcang and Qin Cang were startled, they were not entirely surprised. Duan Qingcang drew a deep breath and forced himself to straighten despite the pain. "Your Majesty, you... are going to the Tianyao Alliance in the Fengxian Sacred Dynasty?"
Jiang Bei nodded. "The Azure Demon Seal clings like a maggot to the bone, and Moshā, the master of Ancient Demon Peak, is an even greater threat close to the heart. If I remain in Da Yun, I cannot eradicate these hidden dangers, much less protect the dynasty for the long term. The Tianyao Alliance may have a solution. It is also my only path forward if I am to seek a breakthrough."
"Your Majesty is wise!" Qin Cang cut in excitedly. "I knew it long ago—mere Da Yun could never trap a true dragon like you! A good man set his sights in all directions; a true dragon belongs soaring above the nine heavens! Your Majesty is the true dragon destined