Jiuyao City, Imperial City.
After filming ended, Xia Tianyu returned to his old profession as commander of the Imperial Guards. He was deeply moved by the difference—the workloads were simply not on the same level. Sure enough, being a commander was much easier. He could slack off and coast through the day, and no one would say a word.
Today, the Imperial City welcomed a special visitor.
Xia Tianyu led the way, occasionally glancing at the woman beside him from the corner of his eye. He had a rough idea of her identity: Shinkai Seiko, a cultivator at the Dao Inquiry realm. That was about all he knew; anything more detailed was completely beyond him.
Xia Tianyu was rather curious. What could Shinkai Seiko possibly need from Ji Wuhui that she considered "very important"? Could it be something like news again, something capable of bringing about change?
In truth, she did not need him to guide her at all. Could a Dao Inquiry cultivator possibly get lost in the Imperial City? This was the royal family's attitude toward Shinkai Seiko—they attached great importance to her visit. Given Shinkai Seiko's status, she naturally understood this, so she followed this unspoken rule.
Neither spoke along the way. Before long, the two arrived at the study where Ji Wuhui usually spent his time. Though it was called a study, the space within was scarcely any smaller than a grand hall.
"This is the place." Xia Tianyu stopped.
Shinkai Seiko looked up. It was a magnificent structure, with walls forged from Jiuyao Stone and a dark-golden roof. Crystal-lined conduits were embedded within the walls, spiritual energy flowing through them. With the powerful perception of the Dao Inquiry realm, she could vaguely hear the conversations inside.
"Fifty thousand."
"Pong."
"Get rich."
"Three bamboo..."
It seemed