Southern Capital, a side hall.
Golden thunder coiled like snakes and bats around the hall's roof. The aura of incense offerings and the Divine Dao descended from the sky into this place, and peals of thunder faintly echoed within the hall, startling those outside.
Inside the hall, two men sat quietly.
Weihua occupied the seat of honor. He had removed his golden armor and changed into the apricot-yellow robes commonly worn by those of the Song Clan's Imperial Bloodline, patterned with dark Li Fire designs. The Divine Dao's imposing presence gradually subsided around him, revealing a weathered face covered in scars.
Xu Xuan sat to one side, quietly waiting for him to speak.
After the Imperial House issued its decree and dismissed court, Weihua had sought him out and invited the Sword Immortal to this hall, saying he had something to discuss.
As for True Person Zhuoxie, he had already gone to prepare for the northward advance and was reorganizing the Thunder Department.
"Among the Divine Dao's departments, Mountains and Waters cannot move rashly, while Fortune and Calamity have yet to attain the Dao. Thus, only our Thunder and Fire Departments can serve as the vanguard."
He lightly tapped the armrest of his chair. Golden thunder gathered, displaying the situation in the north.
"To attack Shengle, we must first take the Azure-Silt Desert. The Green-Waste Dao, hah, is betting on both sides. It is only because those two from the Wei Household possess extraordinary destinies and are useful to the state that they have not long since been put to death."
Hearing this, Xu Xuan formed a conjecture.
Whether Ji Huo or Rang'an, both possessed extraordinary destinies, heralding a flourishing age and bountiful years. Either side would put them to use.
As for where their true loyalties lay, Tianchi might