Above the Central Army, a five-hundred-zhang-long treasure ship of the Qing Household sailed through the clouds, followed by four slightly smaller treasure ships.
Three layers of pale golden spiritual light wreathed its hull. The luan birds carved along its sides seemed to have come alive, occasionally flapping their wings and scattering flecks of light, their imposing presence astonishing.
On the leading treasure ship's deck, three figures stood with their hands behind their backs, their auras powerful and vast. They were three Nascent Soul (Dharma Nascent Soul) True Lords!
The female cultivator in the center wore the Moon-White Flowing Cloud Treasure Robe. Her face was cold and exquisitely beautiful, her brows and eyes like frost, her gaze indifferent as an icy lake, as though nothing in the world was worthy of her attention.
She was none other than the Qing Household's Sixth Elder, Qing Tingxue, who had attained minor achievement in the Nascent Soul Middle Stage! Icy laws faintly circulated around her, making anyone who approached feel as though they had plunged into an ice cavern.
To her left, Nangong Wang Jin's brocade-blue robes billowed, and he could not suppress the exhilaration on his face.
To her right, Qian Baoshan was still dressed like a wealthy old gentleman and kept sending out Communication Array jade talismans.
"With the Sixth Elder personally taking action, won't recapturing Blackstone County Seat be as easy as reaching out and taking it?"
Standing behind the three, Qing Guhong spoke in a somewhat shrill voice. "If you ask me, Qing Chen merely got lucky and obtained a few fortuitous opportunities. How does that qualify him to oversee the Four Prefectures? The position of Qiongzhou's ruler, the Qiong-Calming General, should belong to you, Aunt!"
The more he spoke, the more agitated he became, bone-deep hatred filling his eyes.