On the Eve of Founding a Nation

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"We've come this far. With Sister Yu here, perhaps the four of you could work together to open the door as quietly as possible. Then we can see what's happening."

Their lord's safety and the founding ceremony were at stake, so no one dared make the decision lightly. In the end, Qi Ji made the suggestion. Surely the four Loose Immortals could act without causing enough disturbance to drive their lord into a frenzy?

"The three of us will secure the door and seal the space. The Evil Consort can break it open," Sea Dragon King Gan Lan suggested to Hua Qiandai after exchanging glances with Iron-Masked Divine Seer Dian Gang and the other Loose Immortal.

Creak...

Before he had finished speaking, the wooden door scraped open. The chamber doors slowly parted, and Jian Shang emerged, his hair bound and his royal robes in place...

"My lord!"

Everyone froze as though seeing an illusion, then broke into delighted greetings.

"Welcome, Yu Clan. My injuries delayed me, so I couldn't come out to greet you sooner. Please forgive me." Jian Shang smiled and nodded, addressing Yu Xin, Yu Chan, and the other Yu Clan elders first.

"Not at all! We're the ones who arrived unannounced. We hope Your Highness will take us in!" Yu Xin replied courteously, quickly adopting a humble tone.

"Thanks for the effort," Jian Shang said softly to Yu Ji.

"Mm."

Yu Ji answered quietly, all her resentment gone. With a wave of her hand, a pink beam enveloped Jian Shang, and countless shimmering petals flowed into his body.

Only then did everyone notice how pale Jian