The Imperial Family's Misjudgment, a Fallen Star

Purple Tenuity Imperial Capital, Listening to the Rain Pavilion.

This is the private villa of the eldest princess, Princess Ziling, which is normally off-limits to anyone other than core members of the royal family.

At this moment, Princess Ziling was sitting opposite the Second Prince Zi Xiao, with a pot of Enlightenment Tea emitting wisps of ethereal fragrance in front of them. Although their expressions seemed relaxed, a hint of shock was hidden deep in their eyes.

"Second brother, did you see that secret report...?"

Princess Ziling put down her teacup, her voice Qingrou yet carrying an undeniable air of authority.

"Is Your Highness referring to the battle at the Purple Gold Ore Vein?"

Zi Xiao nodded, and a rare look of amazement and regret appeared on his usually composed face.

"I saw it. It's simply... unbelievable."

He took a deep breath, seemingly reliving the scene described in the secret report.

"Immortal General Perfection was able to defy an immortal Immortal Lord, and even... right before everyone's eyes, unleashed a Perfection Higher Law of Fire at its peak!"

"The Higher Law..."

Zi Xiao sighed, "Even my father has only just begun to Entry basics. Just what kind of monstrous talent does that person named Dongfang Yueming possess?"

"Yes," Princess Ziling's beautiful eyes gleamed with admiration, "When the secret guards relayed the message, I even thought they were lying. It wasn't until I personally used the ' Returning Light Mirror ' to examine the lingering traces of the battlefield..."

"That level of fluctuation in the laws cannot be faked."

She paused, a hint of urgency in her voice.

"Second brother, if we can recruit this man into our ranks, he will undoubtedly become an unparalleled force capable of suppressing destiny! He might even... help us to make a decisive move in the struggle for the throne!"

"Recruit?"

Upon hearing this, Zi Xiao gave a bitter smile and slowly shook her head.

"Your Majesty, it's too late."

"Too late?" Ziling was taken aback.

"You only saw the first half of the information, but not the second half."

Zi Xiao sighed, took out a more discreet jade slip from his sleeve, and handed it over.

"Just as the Eastern Moonlight unearthed the fifth-tier immortal gold, at its peak of power... the Great Yan Immortal Emperor, Yan Nantian, descended."

"What?!"

Princess Ziling's expression changed drastically, and she quickly took the jade slip to examine it.

A moment later, she slumped back in her chair, her eyes instantly losing their sparkle.

"Yan Nantian... Middle-Stage Immortal Emperor..."

"That's a powerful figure even Father Emperor has to be wary of."

"Since he personally intervened for the sake of the fifth-tier Immortal Gold, how could that Dongfang Yueming possibly survive?"

Zi Xiao nodded and calmly analyzed:

"According to the scouts, shortly after Yan Nantian arrived, he tore through the Xukong alone and left. His expression... though somewhat hurried, he was unharmed."

"And that Dongfang Yueming, after that, disappeared without a trace."

"The Purple Gold Ore Vein has been emptied, leaving behind terrifying traces of the collision of laws at the site."

The outcome is already quite obvious.

Princess Ziling fell silent.

Yes, the ending was too obvious.

Even the most monstrous Immortal General, even one who has mastered the Higher Law, is ultimately like an ant trying to shake a tree in the face of an absolute chasm between immortal realms, Immortal General Immortal Emperor.

"Murder and robbery."

Princess Ziling murmured to herself, her tone carrying a hint of melancholy, as if she were witnessing the death of a rabbit.

"This is the Immortal Realm of cultivation."

"Without sufficient background or powerful protectors, the higher one's talent, the faster one dies."

He was like a shooting star, dazzling yet ultimately... fleeting.

Zi Xiao also looked regretful.

"If he had known how to be patient, even if he had been born thousands of years later, perhaps... he would have truly torn apart the heavens of the Purple Star Immortal Dynasty."

"Unfortunately, he was too arrogant and too hasty."

"How dare they flaunt their wealth in front of a Immortal Emperor..."

The two looked at each other and saw the "regret" and "give up" in each other's eyes.

Since the person is already dead, the so-called "recruitment" is naturally just empty talk.

"That's enough."

Princess Ziling picked up her teacup again, regaining her usual nobility and indifference.

"A dead genius is no longer a genius; he is merely a pile of bones."

"Cross his name off the ' Talent Recruitment List '."

She gently blew away the tea foam, her gaze sharpening.

"Second brother, compared to this fallen meteor, right now... the competition for a spot in the [Myriad Phenomena Immortal Manor] is of paramount importance."

"Our third brother suffered a great loss this time. The mine was destroyed, and his foundation was severely damaged. This is the perfect opportunity for us to strike while he's down."

"That's right."

A glint One Flash in Zi Xiao's eyes, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his lips.

"Although Dongfang Yueming is dead, the damage he caused has been of great help to us."

"To express our gratitude to his spirit in heaven..."

"I, Zi Xiao, am determined to secure this spot at the ruins!"

This day.

Definite "insider information" has emerged from the residences of the eldest princess and the second prince.

The mysterious and monstrous talent Dongfang Yueming, who once amazed countless people, has been confirmed to have fallen at the hands of the Great Yan Immortal Emperor!

In the Purple Tenuity Imperial Capital, there lies a secluded villa.

Qingxue was like a poignant statue of a woman waiting for her husband, her gaze fixed on the end of the alley, her eyes stinging but her gaze unwavering.

"They haven't come back yet..."

She gripped the jade slip in her hand tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force.

"Master... where are you?"

These past few days, the rumors circulating in the capital have been like winged venomous insects, relentlessly creeping into her ears.

"I heard that madman named Dongfang Yueming was killed by the Great Yan Immortal Emperor with a single palm strike at the Purple Gold Mine!"

"Of course! With the Immortal Emperor making a move, how could anyone possibly survive?"

"What a pity, I heard he died a mangled death, not even a trace remained..."

Every comment was like a sharp knife, piercing Qingxue's heart.

No! Impossible!

She bit her pale lips and shook her head desperately, trying to shake off those terrible thoughts.

"He was so strong... he could even kill Immortal Lord... how could he die so easily?"

"He must be hiding away to heal his wounds... or something must have gotten in the way..."

Although she said that, she couldn't hide the fear deep in her eyes.

That's... the Immortal Emperor.

"Boom--!"

Just as Qingxue was in a state of utter confusion, the gate of the villa was suddenly smashed open!

Amidst the flying sawdust, a group of cultivators dressed in blue Daoist robes, exuding a chilling aura, stormed in aggressively.

The leader had a refined appearance, but at this moment his face was filled with gloom and frost.

It was none other than Liu Changqing, the sect leader of the Clear Spirit Sect! Late-Stage Immortal Lord!

Behind him followed several sect elders with equally unfriendly expressions.

"Zong... sect leader?"

When Qingxue saw who it was, her heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition instantly welled up in her heart.

"What are you doing...?"