The Empress nodded. "A moment ago, Grand Elder Wenren from Yanxi City sent word that Pei Ling, Holy Son of the Chongming Sect, will challenge the Innate Religion Leader at the Innate Religion's main altar three days from now."
"The message came from Pei Ling himself. He does not mind anyone coming to watch."
At that, Zhong Kui Youzhi came back to himself. He set down the imperial brush in his hand and nodded slightly.
He already knew that Pei Ling had entered the Innate Religion's territory. Hearing now that Pei Ling intended to challenge the Innate Religion Leader, he was not particularly surprised.
After considering it carefully for a while, he said, "This time, I will go watch in person."
The Empress immediately replied, "I will go with Your Majesty."
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Suzhen Heaven.
Rainbow clouds filled the sky.
A winding stream murmured through the rosy glow, its course deep and secluded, its waters clear and lovely. Beside it, white jade pavilions stood as grand as ever.
In a quiet room within one of the buildings, a wisp of blue smoke curled up toward the beams from an incense burner. Gauzy curtains hung low, half concealing a Cloud Bed.
A graceful figure sat cross-legged with her eyes closed. Surging magical power rose and fell around her like the tide, stirring the spiritual energy all around until it rolled like waves and churned into a vast vortex.
Cen Fangwo was absorbed in her cultivation when she suddenly sensed something. Her long, fan-like lashes twitched faintly, and her aura quickly subsided. Soon, she opened her eyes. Their brilliance, like ten thousand rosy hues, flashed and vanished in an instant before returning to normal. Her lips parted, and she spoke gently. "Come in."
The next moment, Qi Zilang strode in. In a white