The hour of the boar.
In the rear courtyard of the Minister of Rites' residence in the Zhou Kingdom.
Yan Ruxue stood in the courtyard, gazing at the bright moon hanging in the night sky.
Her alluring peach-blossom eyes blinked softly, reflecting the stars that filled the heavens. No one knew what she was thinking.
After a long while, Yan Ruxue slowly drew her gaze from the night sky and looked ahead.
Seeing the woman walking toward her, Yan Ruxue smiled. "Xiao Qing, what is it? Have you finished investigating?"
"Yes, sister." Xiao Qing nodded and handed her a bamboo slip. "According to Tinghai Pavilion's findings, everything about Jiang Qingyi's life is here, from verifiable events to false rumors."
"Thank you for the effort, Xiao Qing."
Yan Ruxue took the bamboo slip and spread her Spiritual Sense over it.
In a single breath, Yan Ruxue had scanned the thirty thousand characters it contained.
"Interesting."
Yan Ruxue crushed the bamboo slip. A breeze passed, scattering the powder to the wind.
"I didn't expect her master to be named Xiao Mo too. Still less did I expect her to have searched for her master for three thousand years."
"That's right."
Xiao Qing's expression turned a little complicated.
"The lord of Heavenly Secrets City divined that her master was in the Imperial Capital of the Zhou Kingdom. That was why she came in person, disguised as an ordinary disciple of the Myriad Sword Sect.
"I think she may have recognized the Ruler of Qi as her master's reincarnation when the Ruler of Qi went to welcome the Myriad Sword Sect elder.
"In that courtyard on Linggan Peak, not even a blade of grass or a tree could be moved from its place for three thousand years.
"And rumor has it that Linggan Peak