In Wulei City of Central Province, within the Red King's Hall, Hong Wulei, dressed in a dark red gown, sat with her eyes closed in cultivation, day and night striving to break into the True Realm.
Above the hall, a blood-colored divine furnace scattered hazy radiance. Extremely powerful fire essence filled the great hall, aiding the current Red King in breaking through her barrier.
Outside the hall, Qing Ling watched the girl inside continuously struggle against fate, a trace of heartache flashing through her eyes. This was already the fourth time. If she failed again, Qing Ling truly did not know whether the girl could endure it.
"Qing Ling."
From behind, Ruoxi approached carrying the prepared spiritual medicine and softly asked, "Can Wulei succeed this time?"
Qing Ling sighed softly, then shook her head. "The hope is slim. Though Wulei's aptitude is quite good, compared to those friends of your young master, there is still no small gap. Last time, she was disturbed at the Ji family and failed to break into the True Realm. Her Qihai and meridians were both severely damaged. For her to attempt another breakthrough now is truly far too difficult."
"If it truly does not work, we can take Wulei to find Young Master and see whether he has a way," Ruoxi said worriedly.
"Wait a little longer."
A solemn look appeared on Qing Ling's face. "Ning Chen is already stretched beyond his limits dealing with the Devil Palace. For now, we should not disturb him."
Hearing this, Ruoxi fell silent, then gently nodded.
"Ugh."
Just then, a pained muffled groan rang out from within the royal hall. The divine furnace lost control, and endless crimson flames surged wildly, vast and turbulent.
"Not good!"
Outside the royal hall, both women's expressions changed. Qing Ling moved,