The spiritual energy was restored, and he became a mortal immortal in two days.

Jiangnan, the heart of southern Xinjiang.

Wu Minghuang wore a fiery red robe and a rosy crown, with a jade hairpin inserted in her hair. She was dignified, yet her every frown and brow exuded charm.

"Your Majesty, you have emerged from seclusion?"

Shangguan Wanyi, who was guarding outside, immediately came out to greet them, asking with concern, "How is the situation?"

"The restrictions are too great; it's impossible."

Wu Minghuang shook her head slightly, "Even with the Golden Core Perfection and the impact of my divine soul, I still cannot break through to the Nascent Soul Realm."

"Your Majesty is already quite capable; there's no need to push yourself further."

Shangguan Wanyi tried to dissuade him, fearing that the king was too strong-willed and might recklessly charge forward.

"Don't worry, I'm not the kind of stupid person who's eager for quick success."

Wu Minghuang smiled lightly, her demeanor, though seemingly thirty years old, was full of voluptuous charm. If outsiders were to see her, they would surely be captivated and mesmerized.

"In addition, it wasn't a complete loss; we've made some progress on the Holy Master's whereabouts."

"Really?!"

Shangguan Wanyi's eyes suddenly widened in surprise, followed by delight.

The Holy Master mentioned by the King is the founder of the Heavenly Phoenix Dynasty. It can be said that without his existence, the Heavenly Phoenix Dynasty would not have been able to rise.

However, he had only heard about the king's deeds and had never actually met him.

The main reason is that she passed away just as the Tianfeng Dynasty was about to rise to prominence, which was 350 years after the Sword Dao Era.

"Your Majesty, if the Holy Master has also been reincarnated, you must introduce him to me."

Shangguan Wanyi said quickly, "I really want to meet him. I want to see him properly and see how mysterious and sacred he is that the king cherishes so much."

"You little brat, you're asking for it."

Wu Minghuang rolled her eyes, but didn't act like a daughter. She frankly admitted, "I really want to see the Holy Master again, but I'm not sure yet, it's just a guess."

Then, she connected to the internal communication system, her tone slightly changing, "I am Wu Minghuang from Jiangnan. Connect me to An Changmin, the prefect of Qingzhou."

Just then, An Changmin, who had just finished dealing with matters in Qingcheng and returned to his office, hadn't even caught his breath when he heard the communicator on his desk ring.

He was tired, and there was a hint of impatience in his expression. He had been told not to disturb him before he came in.

Why are there still incoming calls?

Then, when he saw the area displayed on the communication screen, he was immediately startled and quickly answered the call.

"I am An Changmin from Qingzhou. May I ask what business you have in Jiangnan?" He unconsciously straightened up.

"I am Wu Minghuang."

The calm female voice coming from the other end instantly jolted An Changmin awake.

"Empress...What are your orders?"

He was so confused that he even stammered a bit when he spoke, and he was full of doubts.

Why would this person suddenly contact me personally?

"I need to find someone and I need all the information about the Qingcheng incident."

Wu Minghuang did not directly ask who shattered the Blood Moon Formation; she trusted her own judgment more than the accounts of others.

"……good!"

An Changmin did not stop it, even though the secrecy level of this incident had been reached to the highest level.

But in front of the Martial Phoenix at the Qingcang level, secrecy is simply not an option.

The only thing that puzzled him was who could be the person Wu Minghuang would personally come to find...?

Thank you.

Wu Minghuang hung up the communication and then began receiving records of the Qingcheng incident on the intranet.

Before long, the whole story, including video footage, was transmitted into Wu Minghuang's exclusive account.

"I want to see it too."

Shangguan Wanyi leaned closer, glancing at the screen. Putting aside the Holy Master, the gentleman she cared about most was also in Qingcheng.

Wu Minghuang did not stop him, her mind absorbed in the information, carefully browsing through it.

Time is slipping away little by little.

After reviewing the information, neither of them spoke; instead, they remained silent.

"...So, the one who shattered the Blood Moon Array was my husband?"

Shangguan Wanyi murmured to herself, somewhat doubting the meaning of life, "So, my husband is the king's holy teacher?"

Wu Minghuang exhaled softly, her gaze fixed intently on Chen Xuan in the image, and shook her head slightly, "No, his aura, soul, and appearance are all different."

Shangguan Wanyi said softly, "In this life, my husband looks different from the one in the previous life..."

Wu Minghuang withdrew her expectant gaze and said irritably, "Watch your words. What do you mean by 'your husband'?"

"The two situations are different."

She continued to explain, "Although the Holy Master understands the way of the sword, he is not a sword cultivator. Besides, didn't Chen Xuan lose all his cultivation after suffering the lightning punishment?"

This news was relayed by Wang Baole and was personally told by Chen Xuan.

"That's true."

Shangguan Wanyi nodded, "The timing doesn't match up at all either."

"The Holy Master began to make contact with the King in the 160th year of the Sword Dao Era, and the contact was not lost until 800 years later."

That's the key point.

More importantly, in the world of cultivation, the appearance of the Master doesn't match that of the Holy Master.

"Um."

Wu Minghuang looked away from Chen Xuan's image, a hint of disappointment in her eyes.

She had thought she would finally see the figure she longed for, but it turned out to be just a coincidence.

"My husband is really amazing; he managed to destroy the Blood Moon Formation."

Watching the figure shatter the Blood Moon Formation, Shangguan Wanyi was practically a fangirl, feeling quite proud.

"After we've wiped out the remnants of the demon race, we'll set a time to pay him a visit."

Regardless, I must meet this gentleman.

There was always something wrong with her... Looking at the figure in the picture, Wu Minghuang always had a strange feeling.

But soon, she abandoned her previous posture, her imposing presence reappearing, and issued the subsequent attack orders.

"Taking advantage of the chaos in the demon race, our next objective is to eliminate the seven major demon strongholds and annihilate the twelve demon peaks."

"yes!"

Shangguan Wanyi immediately accepted the order and began to arrange the troops.

Protecting the south of China and sweeping away the southern borders—this is a great achievement!

……

……

Qingcheng, inside a small courtyard in the southern part of the city.

Chen Xuan, who was leisurely drinking tea, suddenly felt a chill slowly spreading through his heart.

After a little thought, I guessed the reason.

"That An Changmin actually showed my image to Wu Minghuang?"

"That was close, we almost got exposed."

"From now on, we need to be careful not to use the same approach when encountering the same situation."

"If Wu Minghuang finds out, this courtyard will probably be turned upside down and there will be no peace."

Chen Xuan was still shaken, shook his head helplessly, and then got up and went out.

"Senior brother, it's almost evening, what are you doing going out at this time?" Lu Yao asked curiously.

"Go up the mountain to catch birds."

"Why...why catch birds?"

"The old men in the park are too scared to play chess with me now; they've all switched to walking their birds."

"How am I supposed to live without their pensions?"

Speaking of this, Chen Xuan got angry. Those old men had actually ganged up on him and ostracized him.

They were walking their birds, so they decided to walk their birds too, hoping to earn some extra pocket money.

The seven kids are all in school now. If I don't give them some pocket money to buy them snacks, how can I be their senior?

These old Dengs are malicious.