Seeing this, Fang Zhuzhi finally relaxed, though sorrow also welled up within him. The gap between Holy Emperor Su and me is growing ever wider. In the past, I could still see how great the gap was. Now, I can no longer even see where it lies.
But his sorrow soon drifted away again. I was already far inferior to him. The gap has merely widened further; it is nothing. Fortunately, Holy Emperor Su's attainments in seal arts seem to be falling ever further behind mine.
He could not help feeling pleased with himself.
After all these years apart, Su Yun's attainments in every other field, as well as his ability to integrate them into the Yellow Bell, were far beyond Fang Zhuzhi's reach. Yet Su Yun had made little progress in seal arts, while Fang Zhuzhi had advanced by leaps and bounds, covering a thousand miles a day, leaving Su Yun behind in that regard.
The Immortal Empress nodded gently. "Holy Emperor, your purpose in killing the Six Envoys was to sever this palace's ties to the Immortal Court and cut off the route through Immortal Chancellor Baili Du. Immortal Chancellor Baili Du was the only one qualified and capable of reconciling this palace with Di Feng. With that road cut off, this palace will have no possibility of reconciling with Di Feng. Has the Holy Emperor now gotten his wish?"
Seated in his chair, Su Yun leaned forward slightly. "On my way here, I saw the state of Gouchen and the Six Jia Grotto-Heavens. I knew then that Your Majesty had been wavering, unable to advance or retreat, allowing the surrounding grotto-heavens to fall into the Immortal Court's hands while neglecting affairs of government. That is the gravest taboo for one who governs."
The Immortal Empress's expression darkened