"Was this the Feather Emperor's personal decree?"
The only person Qing Lan knew in the Feather Emperor's Hall was the Feather Emperor, Feng Yichuan.
"It is the Feather Emperor's personal order."
Cang Yue nodded.
"Understood."
Qing Lan replied, then slowly closed her eyes.
She had seen Feng Yichuan just a short while ago. He had made no comment about Shi Lan's incarnation.
With this demon body, the Lan Clan's development in the Demon Domain would only go more smoothly.
But Feng Yichuan clearly had no interest in getting involved. Since he had agreed to let the Lan Clan stay, he naturally wouldn't go back on his word; instead, he had shown them considerable care.
Nothing came free in this world. Qing Lan understood that perfectly. What she owed now would have to be repaid in the future.
No one visited the Three Treasures Hall without a reason. Feng Yichuan had suddenly sent word, so he clearly had something planned.
The next morning, Qing Lan arrived at the Feather Emperor's Palace.
The Feather Emperor's Palace was different from the Feather Emperor's Hall. The former was Feng Yichuan's residence; the latter was the central hub governing the millions of miles around it, where Heavenly Demons gathered and Great Demons swarmed like fish crossing a river.
The Feather Emperor's Palace stretched no more than a thousand zhang in either direction and was not especially grand or imposing. Beneath its green-tiled roofs stood rows of pavilions, their carvings delicate and elegant. Spirit springs flowed between the terraces and waterside pavilions, their faint mists lending the place the air of an immortal realm.
The palace gates stood wide open. A young woman in flowing aqua-blue robes waited outside. Her skin was fair, and her bearing resembled the bright moon in the night sky—ethereal and