"Xue'er,"
Liu Ruyan gently stroked her sister's head, her voice gentle yet firm,
"Although I am a Disciple of the Palace Master, I don't have the final say. I need the approval of Master or the Vice Palace Master."
"I can take you there, but you must promise me a few things."
Liu Ruxue's eyes instantly lit up, and she nodded like a chick pecking at grain.
"Tell me, Sister! I promise everything!"
"First, this trip is only to visit the Immortal Palace with me. Whether you can stay depends entirely on your Opportunity; you must not be unreasonable."
"Second, once we reach the Immortal Palace, you must be cautious in speech and action, and follow all my arrangements."
"Third, no matter the outcome, you must not complain or throw a tantrum."
"Can you do that?"
"Yes, yes, yes!"
Liu Ruxue nodded vigorously, her small face full of seriousness.
"I will definitely be obedient!"
Liu Beihai and Mother Liu exchanged a look. Knowing their eldest daughter had made her decision, they no longer stopped her.
"Then we shall trouble you, Yan'er."
Liu Beihai said to Liu Ruyan.
"Father, you are too kind."
Liu Ruyan nodded slightly, then took her sister's hand.
"Let's go."
She summoned her Flying Sword, and a gentle surge of Spiritual Qi enveloped Liu Ruxue. Then, she transformed into a streak of green light, speeding toward the Myriad Absolute Mountain Range.
Atop the Flying Sword, Liu Ruxue clung tightly to her sister's waist, excitedly looking down at the rapidly receding mountains and cities, her little mouth chattering away with questions.
"Sister, is the Immortal Palace really inside the Myriad Absolute Mountain Range? Aren't there many terrifying Yao Beasts there?"
"The Palace Master... oh no, Her Majesty the Empress, is she really like the legends say, with hair as silver as snow and incredibly beautiful?"
"Sister, is it really possible for me to stay?"
"Sister..."
Liu Ruyan answered each question patiently, a gentle smile in her eyes.
She couldn't help but think of her Eldest Senior Sister. If her sister could really stay, Eldest Senior Sister would probably love playing with her!
She looked up at the mist-shrouded Myriad Absolute Mountain Range ahead. Her heart was filled with warmth and a sense of belonging toward the sect she was about to return to.
She wondered how many Junior Sisters had returned, what the current state of the Immortal Palace was, and more importantly... how Master had been lately?
The Flying Sword pierced through the air, carrying the two sisters toward the immortal Holy Land that had now become famous throughout the South Region.
Meanwhile.
High above the vast sky leading from the North Region to the South Region.
An "Ice-Winged Flood Dragon," its body covered in ice-blue scales with a single horn on its head and wings on its back, pulled a luxurious carriage.
It was breaking through the clouds, flying steadily and swiftly toward the South Region.
The carriage was thirty feet high and a hundred feet long. The entire structure seemed carved from Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Ice, crystal clear yet glinting with a cold, metallic hardness.
On the body of the carriage, intricate and magnificent frost patterns naturally condensed, faintly forming the pattern of a soaring Phoenix.
Under the sunlight, a light blue luster flowed, beautiful and resplendent, exuding an awe-inspiring and inviolable pressure.
On either side of the carriage were five Female General guards dressed in ice-blue armor, their auras sharp.
The lowest cultivation among these Female Generals was the Great Ascension Stage, and the two highest-ranking Commanders had even reached the Late Stage of the Tribulation Crossing Stage!
They were expressionless, their eyes as sharp as eagles, vigilantly scanning the surroundings like the most loyal sentries.
Such a display, such majesty, and such undisguised biting cold and massive pressure... wherever they passed, whether it was the Cultivators in the mountains and cities below or the Yao Beasts lurking in the wilderness, all felt a chill originating from their Soul.
One after another, they looked up in shock, gazing with awe at the ice-blue carriage streaking across the sky.
"Is that... Empress Ling Shuang's 'ice jiao carriage'?!"
"My god! It really is Her Majesty the Empress's carriage! She... she's left the North Region? Where is she going?"
"Looking at the direction... is it the South Region?!"
"South Region? Isn't that new 'Yaochi Empress' in the South Region? Empress Ling Shuang is..."
"Hiss... two Empresses... are they going to meet? They won't start a fight, will they?"
"Hard to say! Her Majesty's temper... is famously explosive!"
"The South Region is going to be lively now! A meeting between two Empresses... this is a grand event rarely seen in a thousand years!"
"Quick! Send word back! Empress Ling Shuang is going to the South Region!"
Low gasps and discussions, like dandelion seeds scattered by the wind, quickly spread among the Cultivators of the North Region.
Countless gazes, some open and some hidden, followed the direction of the departing ice-blue carriage with curiosity, awe, or even a hint of schadenfreude.
Everyone sensed that a storm might be about to break in the South Region.
Empress Ling Shuang, inside the Ice Phoenix Carriage, seemed oblivious to the attention and speculation from the outside world.
She sat upright on a soft couch inside the carriage, dressed in ice-blue palace attire. Her face was peerlessly beautiful, and her aura was as cold as eternal ice.
She toyed with a blue crystal that constantly emitted a cold mist, her eyes slightly lowered as if in deep thought.
"Your Majesty, we are about to enter the borders of the South Region."
A Female General Commander of the Tribulation Crossing Stage respectfully reported from behind the carriage curtain.
Empress Ling Shuang slowly opened her eyes. There was no ripple in them, only a cold depth.
"Go directly to the Jade Pool Immortal Palace."
Her voice was like ice pearls falling on a jade plate, crisp yet carrying an unquestionable authority.
"Yes!"
The Female General took the order and immediately relayed the command.
The Ice-Winged Flood Dragon let out a low dragon roar, and its speed increased again.
Pulling the carriage, it was like an ice-blue meteor streaking across the sky as it officially entered the South Region.
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