Nine Provinces.
Cloud Prefecture.
On the southern side of the city stood a street called Spring Breeze Ferry.
The pavilions here hung suspended in the air, their upturned eaves draped with gauze spun by merfolk.
There were no lamps at night; instead, formations gathered moonlight for illumination, creating a dreamlike illusion.
Inside one of the pavilions, languid music of silk and strings filled the air. Several seductive fox demonesses surrounded a burly man, peeling spirit fruits and pouring immortal brew for him.
The man bared his chest, embracing one beauty on each side as his large hands roamed freely over the fox demonesses' bodies, drawing peals of coquettish laughter.
Watching the absurd scene over there, Xuanluan sighed helplessly.
He truly could not understand how such a fool, with nothing in his head but wine and women... had cultivated to the Myriad Phenomena Heaven realm and even obtained the title of a fifth-rank divine general of the Heavenly Court.
Ever since the Cloud Prefecture Regional Command had given its reply, they had waited for seven days.
As for where the person was or when she would return, they knew nothing at all.
It was obvious that Liu Qingshan and that female cultivator had colluded to deliberately stall for time.
Only an idiot like the Nine Netherworlds Divine General would actually believe Liu Qingshan's nonsense and wait foolishly here in Cloud Prefecture.
At this rate, let alone ten days or half a month, even if they waited a hundred years, that female cultivator would never be stupid enough to come back.
With that thought in mind.
He could not help speaking slowly. "Divine General, so many days have passed, yet the Cloud Prefecture Regional Command still has no definite answer. Aren't you afraid Liu Qingshan is deliberately dragging this out?"
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