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Not long after, in a quiet courtyard of the War King's Mansion.

"Young Master, are you going out today?" Xinli asked softly, holding the neatly folded moon-white brocade robe.

Lan He nodded slightly, letting her help him change. Accustomed to serving her personally, Xin Li's movements were gentle and skillful, tying her hair, binding her ties, and adjusting her collar in one smooth motion.

"This time, I need to go to the Great Yan Dynasty for training." Lan He straightened his cuffs, his tone calm. "Go and inform my father that I will be away for a few days, and that he need not worry about me."

Xinli paused slightly, looked up at the familiar figure in the mirror, and asked softly, "Young Master... are you going alone?"

"Hmm." Lan He didn't explain further.

Xinli stopped asking questions and simply lowered her head to adjust the belt around his waist, saying softly, "Then please be careful on your journey, young master. Although the Great Yan Dynasty is a small country, it is not within the territory of the Immortal Dynasty. Don't try to shoulder everything alone."

She paused, then added, "I've prepared three sets of clothes for changing, and three bottles each of the Muscle Regeneration and Bone Strengthening Pill and the Vitality Restoration Powder. If you encounter any trouble, please remember to send a message back immediately."

Lan He listened to her rambling on and on without getting annoyed, and simply said, "I know."

Xinli took a step back, lowered her eyes and head, and said softly, "Then young master... come back soon."

Lan He nodded slightly, then turned and left.

Xinli stood there, watching the figure pass through the courtyard and disappear at the end of the corridor.

She didn't move immediately, but just watched quietly, a thoughtful look flashing in her eyes.

A moment later, she gently lifted her fingertips, and a wisp of pale golden light quietly emerged from between her brows, as thin as a spider's thread, almost imperceptible. The wisp of light paused slightly in the air, then condensed into a slender mark, silently disappearing into the void.

The primordial spirit transmits the message.

This is a technique that only experts at the Seventh Nirvana Realm or above can use. Only when they reach this level will the Nirvana Qi within their bodies begin to transform into a higher level of "Primordial Spirit Qi," which will then be able to carry messages and transmit them across space.

Xinli lowered her eyes, her voice calm, yet carrying a hint of composure she rarely displayed in front of Lanhe:

"Your Highness, the young master has gone to the Great Yan Dynasty alone. I'm worried about him, so I'm going with him to keep an eye on him."

"Please take care of things at the Prince's residence."

The message vanished into the void, disappearing without a trace in an instant.

The next moment, Xinli's aura subtly changed. Her usual gentle and quiet demeanor, as if she only knew how to serve tea and water, seemed to have shed an invisible veil, revealing the confidence of a powerful woman.

She raised her eyes and looked in the direction Lanhe had left. With light steps, her figure silently blended into the shadows of the courtyard.

No one was alerted.

Even Lan He, who had already gone far away, did not notice that there was always an aura behind him, neither too close nor too far, following him like a shadow.

……

Deep within the Prince's mansion, in a quiet room.

Lan Zhan leaned against the window, his teacup pausing slightly. With a flick of his wrist, a wisp of pale golden light appeared from the void, fell into his palm, and instantly disappeared into his brow.

He sensed for a moment, then let out a soft snort and muttered to himself, "That brat, instead of staying in seclusion in the manor, why is he running off again?"

Upon hearing this, Lan Zhong bowed slightly and asked in a low voice, "Master, should this old servant go and keep an eye on things?"

Lan Zhan waved his hand, his expression lazy yet knowing: "No need. Xin Li has already followed."

He paused, a rare hint of relief in his voice: "That girl's strength is no less than yours. In this Eastern Xuan Region, as long as she doesn't provoke the elders of those super sects, protecting that brat is more than enough. In a small place like the Great Yan Dynasty, no one could possibly threaten them."

Upon hearing this, Lan Zhong nodded slightly and said no more.

By the window, Lan Zhan slowly put down his teacup, his gaze falling on the vast sky outside, a faint smile playing on his lips.

My son has grown up and is now independent; he can go wherever he wants.

There were people watching over him from the left, right, and behind.

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Three days later

The capital city of the Great Yan Dynasty.

Outside the teleportation hall, space slightly distorted, a flash of azure light appeared, and Lan He's figure steadily materialized. The slight dizziness from the long-distance teleportation quickly subsided, and he looked around.

This time, Mo Jingtian, the strongest member of the royal family, was not present in the hall. Instead, twelve imperial guards stood solemnly on both sides, their demeanor dignified and imposing.

The young man at the head of the group, dressed in a blue robe, stood with his hands behind his back, waiting quietly. When he saw the teleportation light appear, he immediately stepped forward a few steps, his expression respectful and solemn.

This man was extremely handsome, with exquisitely beautiful features, almost otherworldly. Even women would likely feel envious upon seeing him. But at this moment, his face showed none of the arrogance typical of royalty, only an unprecedented level of respect.

"Mo Ling of the Great Yan Royal Family respectfully welcomes Young Master Lan He of the Immortal Dynasty."

He bowed respectfully, his voice clear and resonant: "My father has been in seclusion recently cultivating a secret technique and was unable to personally welcome you. Before his seclusion, he repeatedly instructed me to receive you with the utmost respect. If there has been any neglect, I hope you will forgive me."

His words were sincere, respectful and polite yet elegant, and he handled the situation with perfect tact.

Lan He nodded slightly. He did know this person; Mo Ling, the third prince and the number one genius of the Great Yan Dynasty's royal family, would one day be one of the five who would represent the Great Yan Dynasty in the Hundred Dynasties War.

Later, due to his friendship with Lin Dong, he became a disciple of the Dao Sect, and could be considered one of those who rose to prominence along with Lin Dong.

"Your Highness is too kind. There was no need for such a grand visit." Lan He said calmly.

"What are you saying, young master?"

Mo Ling's expression was sincere as he solemnly said, "The Immortal Dynasty is a super dynasty, and you, young master, are the direct descendant of the War King's Mansion. It is an honor for our Great Yan Dynasty that you have graced our court with your presence. I only fear that my manners may be inadequate and that I may fail to live up to my father's expectations."

He paused, then asked with a smile, "I wonder if there is anything our royal family can do for you, young master? If you ask, the Great Yan will do its utmost."

After a moment's thought, Lan He said, "Please give me a map of the entire Great Yan Dynasty. Also, I need a map of the Great Wilderness Prefecture, the more detailed the better."

A strange light flashed across Mo Ling's eyes, but he did not show it on his face. He immediately turned to the side and ordered, "Quickly fetch the map of the entire dynasty and the detailed map of the Great Wilderness Prefecture. Get the latest one from the archives, and make sure the annotations are detailed."

A moment later, a servant respectfully presented two scrolls of animal hide maps.

One volume depicts the entire territory of the dynasty, with mountains, cities, and the distribution of power clearly marked; the other volume is a detailed map of the Great Wilderness Prefecture, which not only clearly shows the terrain but also marks the locations of dangerous places, forbidden areas, and ancient ruins.

Mo Ling personally presented it with both hands: "Please take a look, young master. If there is anything missing, please let me know, and I will have someone take care of it immediately."

Lan He took it, unfolded it, glanced at it briefly, and put it into his Qiankun bag after confirming that it was correct.

"Thank you." He said briefly, nodded to Mo Ling, and then said no more.

The next moment, his aura suddenly changed, and he transformed into a streak of light, soaring into the sky.

Mo Ling looked up and watched as the azure figure soared into the distance, disappearing into the clouds in the sky in an instant.

He stared blankly, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes, and muttered to himself, "Great Wilderness Prefecture... Could it be that we've come here for the Great Wilderness Ancient Stele? There are less than five months left until the Great Wilderness Ancient Stele opens..."

"Surely such a person wouldn't have come here just for sightseeing, would he?"

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