When Wen Zhuyi replied on the Divine Covenant Heavenly Stele, she was riding the Primordial Ice Wheel on her flight back to Ice City.
Thinking of her "eldest daughter," Changsun Ruoli, far away in Jiangnan Commandery, gave her a headache.
The conflict between Ice City's soldiers and the Iron Banner Gang should have been dealt with early. Yet her eldest daughter had ignored the killers and let them be, allowing the situation to escalate.
Now even Emperor Jianyuan could set aside his pride and coax the Formless Divine Sect with kind words to free up troops and manpower, concentrating entirely on fighting Extreme Eastern Ice City. Yet her eldest daughter simply could not distinguish priorities.
Ever since Extreme Eastern Ice City began its westward campaign, it had proclaimed, "Those who defy us perish; those who submit prosper."
But that also depended on whom they faced. Among those First-Rank divine sects that stood aloof from the world, not one was easy to provoke.
-with a formidable enemy before them, everyone understood that they must not make more enemies unless absolutely necessary.
The art of forging alliances amounted to just that.
Changsun Ruoli could respect the Astral Immortal Sect and Blood Bat Mountain, so why could she not understand that the world's foremost Formless Divine Sect was even harder to provoke?
Xisheng's current prestige and standing were no lower than those of the top thirty Martial Cultivators on the Heavenly Ranking. How could she humiliate him at will?
Wen Zhuyi had to divert her attention during the journey to write several Message Talismans, reprimanding Changsun Ruoli and the other generals and urging the southern army to punish the killers quickly and maintain friendly relations with the Iron Banner Gang.
Just as she returned to Ice City, Wen Zhuyi saw a gray-haired old