The morning bell of Purple Star Peak rang through the clouds. Han Li stood before the Star-Magnetic Pavilion with his hands behind his back, the profound water of his nascent soul slowly circulating within his sea of consciousness as he repeatedly considered the Twin Saints' charge to assist Ling Yuling.
The deputy palace master's token and Ling Yuling's divine sense imprint grew faintly warm against his chest, as though urging him to meet this Star Palace master whom he had never seen.
"Sixth Elder, the Grand Elder requests your presence," came the steward's voice from beneath the corridor eaves. "He said... he's arranging for you and Palace Master Yuling to carry out a mission together."
Han Li raised an eyebrow. Since the Twin Saints had already entrusted him with the task of getting to know Ling Yuling, this mission had likely been planned long ago. He straightened his azure robe, and the Water-Magnetic Sword and Star-Magnetic Demon-Breaking Spear at his waist hummed softly. The Magnetic Essence Griffin emerged from behind the pavilion, his dark-gold scales gleaming coldly in the morning light, and gave a low growl to indicate that he would accompany him.
Inside Grand Elder Xing Chenzi's Council Hall, a figure stood with his back to the entrance, his hands clasped behind him as he gazed at the star map outside the window. He wore silver-white, star-patterned battle armor engraved with miniature runes of the Heavenly Circumference Stars Formation. A dark-red cloak draped over his shoulders, stirring gently in the breeze. Hearing footsteps, he slowly turned-
His face bore a seventy-percent resemblance to Wen Qing's phantom image. His brows were like distant mountains, his eyes like cold stars, his nose straight and high, and his lips cherry-red. His bearing was as cool as frost, every movement carrying the authority