In Fujiwara Capital, in the temporary house where Fu Hua and the others were staying.
After killing the two Lunar Capital princes, Fu Hua and the others did not go to Heian-kyo again. It was not only because they already had Reisen, giving them enough to make nine disciples.
More importantly, Heian-kyo was in utter chaos now. Not just Heian-kyo—rather, the entirety of Eastern Island was in chaos.
The disaster Fu Hua had caused made Eastern Island seem as though it was on the verge of destruction. Quite a few nobles had even prepared to leave Eastern Island.
However, upon learning that the coastal regions of Eastern Island looked even more like the end of the world, submerged beneath enormous waves and unlikely to calm down within the next few days... they gave up on that idea.
The areas affected by Fu Hua's two attacks were simply too vast. There was not a single place in all of Eastern Island that was peaceful and unharmed.
Tsunamis, earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, widespread house collapses across the entire island, landslides... there were too many to count...
Eastern Island had even been split in two by the Taixu Sword Deity! With things in such chaos, there was no need to go to Kyoto.
Fu Hua was meditating when she suddenly opened her eyes, her brows knitting slightly.
"Blockhead, what's wrong?"
Noticing Fu Hua's unusual reaction, Cang Xiaoxuan, who had been dozing beside her, asked curiously.
"The feathers I left with Seiga and Meiling were used. Something... serious must have happened."
In that instant just now, Fu Hua had sensed the feathers she left behind disappear.
"Nothing happened, right?"
Hearing that, Cang Xiaoxuan looked at Fu Hua hesitantly.
"I don't know, but... it is time to go back."
Fu Hua was not entirely sure,