Before long, Yuan left.
Although the situation had stabilized for the time being, there were still many things waiting for him to take care of on the Righteous Alliance's side.
Xu Xing sat alone.
The tea before him had gone a little cold. He turned to look out the window.
Night had fallen, and the lights blazed brilliantly. Yet a few stubborn stars still pierced the city's curtain of light, twinkling in the night sky.
His gaze passed through the Speaker's High Tower and reached the secret chamber at its lowest level.
Using the small amount of information Yuan had brought back,
Xu Xing had peered through the crystal's barrier without alerting the defenses, seeing the strange purple mist and the enormous, throbbing mound of flesh within the Secret Realm.
At the very center of that tiny space, where spiritual energy gathered like a celestial paradise,
a slender figure sat with her eyes closed in an elegant waterside pavilion, completely unaware.
"So that's how it is..."
No wonder Gu had acted without fear.
The next morning.
The entire Supreme Council Undersea City was still caught up in the news of Yuan's return.
Everyone walking the streets and the giant Mystic Light Mirrors hanging from the skyscrapers were discussing it.
In just one night, the news had already spread beyond the city. It was said that quite a few Charm Cultivators from the Joyous Union Sect had submitted requests for visits because of it.
But they had all been turned down.
And there was a very good reason for the refusal.
The First Speaker of the Supreme Council, Yuan, had returned. Naturally, countless people would flock to see him.
But with the Supreme Council about to convene, the Righteous Alliance had to consider public order and stability throughout the