The world beneath Wen Chaogong's pen is all in Hiding in Two Worlds to Cultivate Immortality.
Wu Kingdom.
Imperial Palace.
The Four-Silence Sect disciples' rebellion was no more than an ailment of the skin.
The palace ran deep and secluded, wholly untouched by it.
Li Lu walked down the familiar Heavenly Street without sparing another glance at the brightly lit front hall.
Though his younger brother was still inside gathering the ministers to discuss the war, Li Lu had known since boyhood that the affairs of the Wu Kingdom had never been decided by the emperor and his court...
Li Lu passed through the Imperial Garden where he had often played hide-and-seek as a child, then pushed open the gate of a small courtyard.
A wave of scorching heat rushed into his face. There was a clear pool in the courtyard, beside it a makeshift shed hung with iron bars.
An anvil stood beneath the shed. Beside it was a swordsmith with bare arms, knotted muscles, and flood dragon tattoos winding across his arms.
This man was the royal family's Sword Bearer, the late Purple Mansion great sword cultivator of [Bond Metal]—Sword Bearer Li Que!
"Ancestor..."
Li Lu bowed. When he raised his head again, his eyes shone like stars. "I won the Sword Meet... Where is she?"
Clang!
Clang!
All things fell silent, and only the sound of hammering iron rang out now and then.
After a long while, Li Que set down his hammer and plunged the sword billet into the pool to quench it. "Who is she?"
"Tu Lan, my childhood sweetheart..."
Li Lu straightened his back, and the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow at his waist gave a faint hum.
But Li Que merely swept his gaze over it, and all sounds once more died away...
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