Princess Anping's Tomb, second floor.
Ten players sat cross-legged, each compiling the scattered information they had found in the tomb passages and recounting major events in Princess Anping's life in segments, from a first-person perspective.
Since everyone suspected that Princess Anping's life might be relevant to the tasks ahead, they were all deeply absorbed. Princess Consort Xu Qingzhao began the first part of the story.
She sat upright, her voice melodious and pleasing.
"I am An Ping,
an eldest princess born in the final years of the Jing Kingdom, an era plagued by frequent wars.
Before I turned eighteen, I was born and raised within the palace. My life was as still as water, without the slightest ripple. Even if I wished to recount it, I would not know where to begin.
When I was eighteen, I met Li Mu again.
Three years had passed since we crossed paths in Qinglian Township.
For some reason, the sight of him that day, dressed entirely in white, drinking strong liquor as he departed with his sword, had left an exceptionally deep impression on me.
There were no men like him in the palace, nor at court. Over those three years, I would often think of him in my distracted moments.
When I saw him again, spring had come, warm and blossoming.
Huang Zi, a swordsman from the Southern Border, had been staying in the Capital for over three months. He proclaimed to the world that he challenged Li Mu, known as the 'finest swordsman in Chuan Prefecture,' to a duel.
This drew countless scholars, luminaries, swordsmen, and wandering outlaws to the Capital, all to see who would claim the title of 'the world's greatest sword immortal.'
That day, I ascended Wangxi Tower with my imperial brother. Gazing into the distance, I saw