Three Imperial Cities lay beneath unceasing gloom and rain. After the torrential downpour, the rainfall gradually weakened, drizzling steadily for nearly two days.
Within Thirteenth Prince's Manor, a fire burned in the royal hall. Before the hearth sat a figure in plain white robes, white-haired and still, his gaze weary as though he had not rested in a long time.
Opposite him, Yin Ji looked at the Thirteenth Prince. A trace of gravity flashed across her naturally cold features.
Why had Thirteenth Prince suddenly collapsed within his own manor? Could something have gone wrong with his body?
"Your Highness."
After pondering for a long while, Yin Ji finally could no longer suppress the worry in her heart. "Why did you suddenly faint in the manor?"
"Not long ago, I went to the Reincarnation Sea and suffered a minor injury while fighting over an immortal sword. It was nothing serious," Ning Chen answered truthfully.
"An immortal sword?"
Yin Ji frowned. "Some time ago, there was a disturbance in the Reincarnation Sea. Many people went there, but almost none returned. Could those disturbances have been signs that the immortal sword was about to emerge?"
"Yes."
Ning Chen nodded. "The lord of Asahi Royal City possessed great fortune and brought the immortal sword out of the Reincarnation Sea. Following my master's instructions, I went to intercept him. It took considerable effort to reclaim the immortal sword."
"Congratulations, Your Highness, on obtaining another divine weapon. With the immortal sword's aid, Your Highness's strength will surely surpass what it was before," Yin Ji said respectfully.
"Let us set that matter aside for now."
Ning Chen changed the subject. "How has the task I assigned you been handled?"
"Everything has been arranged."
Yin Ji replied, "At a single command from Your Highness, the hidden agents our