The Emperor, of course, didn’t approve of Xi Shen using his Void Beasts like this and thus did not fault the people he disguise as and had even given his permission that it was okay to avoid him. The guards wearing helmets that covered almost all of their faces was one of the precautions that were implemented to prevent Xi Shen from sneaking into the Secret Archives that hold sensitive information.   However, Xi Shen had only done so to get a better grasp of what this Era was like. He had read pretty much everything in the public and restricted archive so he did not need to sneak in there anymore.   Though no one knew that, and even to this day people still kept up the act of hiding their faces from him.   Anyone would find this whole situation completely absurd, and they in fact had a right to view it as such.   Even as the last rays of the sun remain in the evening sky, Xi Shen walked unhindered to

“A lonely Willow Leaf, swaying gently in the embrace of the wind, loneliness will be my only company for all eternity. Will he, oh will he return?~”   As Xi Shen finish the last lyrics of the song, the colorful flowers that were twirling in the air, faded away as he stop casting the Soul Illusion Art.   Xi Shen then looked down at his little sister to see that she was sound asleep.   Xi Shen would have cooed that she look cute while she was sleeping, if only a bit of drool wasn’t at her lips, threatening to fall on his sleeves.   ‘That’s not very ladylike.’   Xi Shen mused in his mind.   His mother’s voice then echoed out, “It seems like she wants to stay here to sleep again.”   While still having his head down looking at his sister, Xi Shen responded, “Doesn’t she always? She comes to our courtyard every time she’s angry with third mothe

As Xi Shen listen to this story that happened long ago, he was absolutely speechless. “What happened after their affair got out? Does this story have something to do with the bad blood between the Star Bound Continent and us?” Lady Ying nodded at her son’s question and then said, “The results of the outcome were indeed what brought about the tension between our Continent and there’s. As when the 4th Emperor had found out, he had killed the Profound Sword Sect disciple and imprisoned the Patriarch's third daughter in the Divine Music Academy, refusing to hand her over to her father. Over the years, several large and small-scale battles ensued between us and the Profound Sword Sect. Although they were the strongest power on their Continent back then as well, they were unable to mobilize the Continent's power as our Li Clan could so they would always be on the losing side.” Lady Ying paus

As Xi Shen walked through the familiar paths while looking at the familiar buildings, he came upon the north wing of the Imperial Palace after about an hour and a half of walking. The Imperial Palace was big enough that most people would use carriages or tamed Spirit Beasts to go from one wing to another, but Xi Shen didn’t mind the walk as he was always intrigued by the beautiful craft pavilions, and he could casually train his movement technique. During his walk here, Xi Shen’s figure would vanish mid-step before reappearing several dozen meters further ahead. If he hadn’t done this, he wouldn’t have reached the north wing in such a short amount of time. As Xi Shen came upon the two large pillars that one goes through to signify entering another wing, one could visibly see a difference in the east wing Xi Shen was in before and this one, and it pertains to the servant activity, and the Li Clan family members minglin

Yang Su saw that Xi Shen’s projection was staring at the sky above them, but when he looked up he couldn't see or sensed anyone there.   However, his face still turned solemn since if Xi Shen said someone was there then that meant someone who could hide from his partially formed Sea Expansion Soul Sense was up there.   Thoughts about a cultivator more powerful than the three before appeared in Yang Su’s mind, but nothing could have prepared him for what he was about to see.   With the sky overhead, the void suddenly distorted and twisted, before a middle-aged man in black robes without a mask appeared in the air.   Yang Su felt cold chills go down his back when he looked at where the man's feet had nothing beneath them for support.   ‘The ability of flight?! I read books on the first floor of the Techniques Library that only cultivators in the 9th level of the Foundation Realm an