Jiuli City, atop the Sword Pavilion.
A sea of clouds churned beneath their feet. Morning light had just broken through, dyeing the boundless mist with a faint golden edge.
Xiao Jiuli sat cross-legged upon a Green Jade cattail mat, his eyes slightly closed. His aura faintly resonated with the segment of the "Canghai Fuguang Sword" hovering before him.
Suddenly, footsteps sounded outside the Sword Pavilion.
"Master." It was Ling Han's voice.
Xiao Jiuli did not open his eyes, merely uttering one indifferent word. "Enter."
Ling Han stepped into the hall and bowed three paces before Xiao Jiuli.
"New information has arrived from Jade Capital City."
Xiao Jiuli slowly opened his eyes. He said nothing, simply waiting for what came next.
Recently, the Que Sect delegation had entered Yan Kingdom and challenged the Jade Capital Martial Arts Academy, defeating several of Yan Kingdom's prodigies in succession. The matter had long shaken the entire kingdom.
Though Jiuli City stood apart from worldly affairs, it was one of Yan Kingdom's foremost powers. Xiao Jiuli naturally kept watch over every stir in Northern Cang, especially when it involved a fierce dragon from beyond the borders pressing down upon them.
He could even guess that, at this moment, undercurrents were surely surging through Yan Kingdom's court, the Six Great Supreme Sects, and even the great families. Their struggles had likely reached a critical juncture.
Ling Han drew a deep breath and clearly laid out the detailed intelligence he had received. "In yesterday's final battle at the training ground, Chen Qing, Wanfa Peak Master of the Tianbao Supreme Sect, faced Shang Yuming, the personal disciple of the Que Sect Master..."
"In the end, Chen Qing severely wounded Shang Yuming and won."
Silence filled the Quiet Room. Only the faint sound of wind outside could be heard