Hall of Worship Meeting of the Xuan Ling Imperial Family!

Xiao Yan and the others left the Underground Palace and arrived at an inn, where they checked in.

"Martial Uncle, is she all right?" Xiao Yan asked quietly from the side.

"She's fine. She overextended too much of her strength and needs a proper rest."

"You should go rest as well," Elder Zhu said.

"Thank you, Martial Uncle." Reassured, Xiao Yan left Mu Yingying's room and headed for his own.

After all, his martial uncle possessed peak Dou Di strength. With Elder Zhu here, Xiao Yan could rest easy. Besides, Xiao Yan's own injuries were serious, and he needed to recover as soon as possible.

"Heh, you two really never let me have any peace..."

"Xiao Yan alone is enough to give me a headache. Who would have thought Mu Yingying would come along too..."

"But why does Mu Yingying have a trace of Yan Zhi's aura on her..."

"Was it just my imagination?" Elder Zhu muttered to himself before slowly leaving the room.

Only Mu Yingying remained in the room, lying quietly on the bed.

The next moment, Mu Yingying's eyelids twitched violently, and she murmured, "Xiao Yan..."

Then she fell silent once more.

Deep within the Xuan Ling Imperial Family, in the imperial palace grounds.

Rows upon rows of stone steps stretched upward, hundreds of steps in all, with one grand palace after another standing throughout the palace grounds.

At this moment, quite a few people had gathered in an imposing secret chamber.

The secret chamber had clearly been designed specifically for meetings. The wooden conference table was arranged in a straight line, with a seat of honor at either end for easier discussion.

Seated second from the seat of honor on the left was none other than Ye Mo, whom Elder Zhu had encountered before!

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