Crown Prince's bedchamber.
Xue Qinghe locked the doors and windows, then collapsed onto the bed, his chest heaving violently.
"What a terrifying woman."
"In just one hour, she managed to lay out seven or eight tenths of Spirit Hall's Soul Hunting Plan, which they had painstakingly plotted for years..."
He muttered to himself.
Was this the wisdom of Empress Yunlan, who had swept across the land two thousand years ago?
However, due to the recent upheavals, Spirit Hall had already set the Soul Hunting Plan aside.
"Looks like I'll have to come up with new countermeasures."
"News of this woman must be sent back to Spirit Hall."
At this moment, Qian Renxue felt unprecedented pressure.
"Father, I really do prefer the adorably clueless version of you..."
Xue Qinghe sighed inwardly.
Suddenly,
the Myriad Laws Mirror transmitted a notification.
Xue Qinghe took the Myriad Laws Mirror from his belt pouch and opened the God Realm Preliminary Group.
[Wutong Falling Snow has joined the group chat. Come welcome our new companion!]
"Hmm?"
"A newcomer?"
Qian Renxue was slightly surprised.
Apprentice Yearning for the Way of the Sword: @Wutong Falling Snow, welcome, new Daoist friend! (Cupped fists)
Never Stop Here: Welcome, Daoist friend!
Not Just Targeting the Poison God: Huh? Another female Daoist friend has joined?
Inside the bedchamber.
Xue Yunlan sat at the edge of the bed, sliding her fingers across the Myriad Laws Mirror.
"So these are the experts and geniuses from all across the continent that Senior mentioned?"
She then typed a message into the chat box.
Wutong Falling Snow: Thank you, everyone.
It was an exceptionally bland sentence.
Yet it immediately gave people the impression that she was cold and aloof.
Apprentice Yearning for the Way of the Sword: Daoist friend Luo Xue, check the group announcement. It explains