The New Year arrived as scheduled.
Primordial Coiling Mountain had reached its liveliest time of the year.
A week after the Great Sun Flame Firmament Emperor arrived in the Great Wu Dynasty, he had not stepped out of that side chamber.
Until he noticed Wangji frequently visiting Primordial Coiling Mountain and personally teaching a young cultivator, his interest was suddenly piqued.
Beneath the peach trees of Coiling Mountain, Luo Chen and Wangji played chess and chatted. Luo Chen did not take the initiative to mention the Great Sun Flame Firmament Emperor.
As though he knew nothing about him.
The two were discussing another matter, one that also greatly surprised Luo Chen.
"Why has Gu Lingxi returned to Netherworld Heaven?"
Wangji smiled faintly and said calmly, "I had her return. In one of her past reincarnations, she lost her own Dao Seed, which meant she had to cultivate anew in every subsequent reincarnation."
"This time, I brought her Dao Seed back."
Her Dao Seed had been lost?
Luo Chen's gaze sharpened as something came to mind.
"Was it the Sacred Dynasty?"
"Exactly!"
"Her Dao Seed was sealed by the Sacred Dynasty too?"
"Is the Sacred Dynasty really so afraid of that prophecy whose origin they do not even know?"
Once again, Luo Chen felt the Sacred Dynasty's overbearing dominance.
Footsteps sounded on the steps of Coiling Mountain.
A tall figure slowly made his way to the summit and came to Wangji's side, his gaze falling on Luo Chen.
"And this is?" Luo Chen asked.
"His name is Donghuang. He is... my friend."
"Your Majesty, you are about to return anyway. Why bother concealing it?" The Great Sun Flame Firmament Emperor—Donghuang—spoke in an icy voice.
"My true body is still being suppressed by the Heavenly Dao. I will not be able to