Dawn was breaking, and the rising sun bathed the entire city in an intoxicating glow.
For those who had lived through this night, joy and sorrow were inevitable.
Some had ascended to the heavens in a single step; others were left heartbroken and despondent.
Chen Lin did not know how Princess Qinghua's soul fusion had turned out, but now that Spirit Welcoming Day was over, she would soon set off for her homeland. He wasted no time finding the servants he had purchased, giving them instructions, and leaving them Identity Tokens before sending them across the country.
To make communication easier, he used contracts to control several ability users, putting them in charge of the servants and having them compile reports once a year. If they found information about the Xuanwu Shield, they were to send someone to Soul Country to find him. Otherwise, they were to leave their reports in the courtyard residence he had bought.
Only after finishing these arrangements did he return to the guesthouse.
"Greetings, Commandery Princess!"
Entering the guesthouse's main hall, Chen Lin saw Princess Qinghua sitting in a chair with a dark expression. The attendants around her were all as silent as cicadas in winter, and he knew things had not gone well.
"You're back. Pack your things, then. We're getting ready to leave!"
Princess Qinghua did not ask where Chen Lin had been. After addressing him, she headed straight for the back courtyard.
Chen Lin had nothing to pack, so he took the opportunity to find an attendant he frequently dealt with and quietly ask what had happened.
Sure enough, Princess Qinghua's soul fusion had failed.
Strictly speaking, it was not a failure. It simply had not achieved the intended result: her soul had not advanced to the silver soul level.
Worse still,