Purple Yew Castle.
Time flowed like water. Since Xiao Ying and his companions had moved into Purple Yew Castle, no one had visited, as though they had been forgotten. They had not left the castle either, living as though cut off from the world. Partly, Purple Yew Castle truly was a rare haven of peace and quiet; partly, they had been guarding against a surprise attack from the Immortal-God Faction, so they avoided going out whenever possible.
More than a week passed like this. Neither the Mongol Faction nor the Immortal-God Faction made a sound. Instead, Xiao Ying and his companions began to grow restless. They had traveled thousands of miles and laid plenty of plans in secret-they had not actually come for a vacation!
On this day, only a little over three days remained before the celestial dynasty ceremony.
Xiao Ying and his companions gathered as usual, not to discuss any major affairs, but simply because they felt like having a casual chat.
After all, aside from routine patrols, everyone, including the Great Huan Imperial Guards, had been cultivating quietly in seclusion while awaiting the great battle. It was easy to lose track of time and become cut off from news.
First, Heavenly Charm Marquis Eunuch Qiu briefly reported on the Great Huan Faction's various armies and battlefields. Descended immortal gods were indeed appearing frequently throughout the world now, but there had been no instances of large-scale operations or major battles. Clearly, the Immortal-God Faction was exercising considerable restraint as well.
Martial-Calming Emperor Lan Ge was the first to spit out contemptuously, "A peerless prodigy of his generation, and this is all he amounts to! Just another narrow-minded, indecisive fellow! I misjudged him before!"
When Xiao Ying and his companions first arrived at Irkutsk Imperial City, the Mongol Faction