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Prince, Destiny’s Confluence, Yan Country’s Ancestral Artifact 2

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Yu Qinghan stood on a high platform. Through the shadowy groves, she could see the fair on the main street outside the courtyard.

At this ti, the market was bustling and lively. It was as if she saw the familiar figure in Huai’s pawnshop, whom she hadn’t seen in a long ti.

She didn’t know why.

A sense of resonance arose in Yu Qinghan’s heart.

She looked at her exquisite dress.

In an instant, she seed lost in thought, her mind filled with reminiscences.

Stunned for a mont, she suddenly rembered.

This dress seed to have been bought for her by him.

After one last look at the blue sky, Yu Qinghan, with her back to Pei Ming and the monks Cang Long and Fu Hu, squinted her eyes and said:

“I regret that I can’t obey.”

Her distinct aura and cold deanor intimidated the crowd below the platform.

The Raven Sub-Bureau in Jinzhou.

In the courtyard of the mansion, Yin Nanyu ca to a spacious ancestral hall. In the center of the hall was a gilded bronze statue with a raven’s head and a human body.

She bowed to the huge statue, then took out the ceramic Crow Immortal figurine from behind the statue.

She raised a hand, and with a strong squeeze, a drop of crystal-clear blood slid down her fingertip.

It landed on the statue.

The next mont, a dim light flickered in the statue’s eyes, making it seem alive.

“Respected Saintess, it’s a relief that you’re safe.”

A raven cultist dressed in a black cloak bowed at the doorway, expressing his respect.

Upon hearing that the raven’s headquarter in the capital city had been razed by the Imperial Court of the Xia, no news ca out for several days, causing panic among sect mbers everywhere, who feared losing their guidance and future.

They didn’t know what to do.

It wasn’t until they saw a crow rising in the sky, a symbol that the Raven Sect was unhard, that they felt relieved.

“What news have there been in the places where I wasn’t?”

Yin Nanyu didn’t turn around, rely, she gently stroked the Crow Immortal statue in her hand.

A sect mber reported: “While the Saintess was absent, the Imperial Court of the Xia eased its onslaught on our sect, but launched a series of clean-ups against remnants of Yan Country, leading to nurous major events everywhere.”

“Go on.”

Yin Nanyu, her eyes as radiant as gemstones, said calmly.

“Sect mbers from the Immortal Sect Spiritual Mountains have reported that the large formations within the Spiritual Mountains have been fluctuating frequently, it seems the major Immortal Sects have made their moves.”

“The Limitless Immortal Sect seems to be remaining neutral and has not taken any action. The Eternal Taoist Temple, Exquisite Palace, and even the Little Lingyin Temple have all sent people down the mountain, while the only exception is dicine Pill Valley where there’s been no movent.”

Yin Nanyu nodded, unsurprised.

She had known about these ssages ahead of ti.

Only the attitude of the Little Lingyin Temple and dicine Pill Valley are unknown at this ti.

The Little Lingyin Temple was easy to guess. The Xia worshipped Buddha, so they should be the enemy of Yan Country.

The dicine Pill Valley, a sacred place for pill making, was the Taoist rites of an ancient dicine Immortal. It had produced many universal treasures and gathered a number of well-known high -grade alchemists. The number of pills produced in a year was countless and incalculable.

Many of the pills in the Immortal Cultivation World were produced by dicine Pill Valley.

Even though it was one of the Five Immortal Sects, its number of disciples were far less than the others, only a third of their size. With the disciples preferring a wandering lifestyle and the sect rules being more relaxed, the cohesion of the sect is not as high as others.

Add to that the unique attribute of pill refining held by dicine Pill Valley.

This was a presence that most sects couldn’t offend.

Even the other Immortal Sects didn’t dare to offend dicine Pill Valley lightly.

Any cultivator would inevitably need to deal with pills.

“What else?” Yin Nanyu asked, her face as calm as still water.

The subordinate continued to report:

“Changning Perfectural Prince Pei Ming of the Xia returned from a journey, closed his doors to visitors, and disappeared without a trace. No news ca out, which was highly suspicious. So people said that he had gone south. So mbers of the sect speculated that he was avoiding attention from the current Emperor.”

Hearing this na, Yin Nanyu’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Changning King Pei Ming was a well-known na.

The only non-royal king of the Xia.

If she hadn’t rembered wrongly, this Pei Ming had a deep relationship with the First Emperor and is the uncle of the current new Emperor.

But with the suspicious nature of the current new Emperor, this prince probably won’t last long.

Yin Nanyu didn’t believe that the battle-hardened prince would sit and wait for his death.

He might be plotting so sort of rebellion behind the scenes.

However, ultimately, he was not of the Yu surna.

This throne would certainly not be secure under him.

He would have to support soone else to achieve it.

As Yin Nanyu thought about this, a person ca to mind.

A person who had been forgotten by the world.

She had once led the Xia’s Army to conquer more than half of the territories of the Yan Dynasty. From south to north, she was invincible and was known as the legend of the Xia.

Yet, three years ago, she was forced to resign due to a major change in the Imperial Court.

The infamous Senior General retired, faded into obscurity, and returned to the mountains.

Three years had passed, the world had forgotten there was once such a unique female general, a noble princess.

But Yin Nanyu had not forgotten.

At that ti, she had just succeeded to the position of the Saintess, right when the world was in chaos.

The guidance of the Crow Immortal told her.

This woman was born with the Heavenly Mandate, a person she could not afford to provoke.

With her present, the Xia would not fall and would rise as bright as the sun.

Therefore, at that ti, the Raven Sect could only lie low and not expose itself.

Yin Nanyu suddenly rembered that there was such a big figure who was not dead yet and was still alive among the people.

Through the eyes of the raven, she could see that the new Emperor would not live long..

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