Phoenix Cry Palace. After the group returned, Lin Yuzhen adjusted her breathing briefly, then waited in the hall for the people from Kylin Pavilion to arrive.
At Yun Xuan's residence, Qing Ling looked at the red-clad young man before her and said, "King Qi has spared no effort over your affairs. This trip to Kylin Pavilion may bring trouble. Go with her."
"Mm." Ning Chen nodded.
"This is your sword."
Qing Ling took out an ancient, unadorned longsword and handed it to him. Solemnly, she said, "This is the sword of the forty-nine leaders of the Daoist Sect. You are merely keeping it for them. Do not damage it."
"I understand."
Ning Chen accepted the Grand Beginning Sword, turned, and headed toward Phoenix Cry Palace ahead.
Inside Phoenix Cry Palace, Lin Yuzhen's eyes flashed with surprise when she saw him approach. "You've only just awakened. Won't you rest a little longer?"
"Sister Qing Ling told me to accompany Your Highness to Kylin Pavilion. I had no choice but to come," Ning Chen said.
"Thank Miss Qing for her concern, but I can go by myself. A mere Kylin Pavilion cannot do anything to me." Lin Yuzhen's expression darkened slightly.
"This is not for me to decide. I do not dare disobey Sister Qing Ling's words. If Your Highness does not wish me to go, please speak to her yourself." Ning Chen smiled.
Just as his words fell, clouds and mist churned outside Phoenix Cry Palace. A golden carriage descended from the heavens, and two women dressed as maidservants bowed respectfully. "His Highness King Qi, the Pavilion Master invites you."
Lin Yuzhen narrowed her eyes, sighed softly, and walked out of the hall.
Ning Chen followed with his sword in hand, and the two proceeded together.
"Young master, the Pavilion Master