When the first ray of morning sunlight shone upon the Palace in Shengjing, a dull roar suddenly echoed throughout the entire Imperial City.

Many people looked up in panic, only to see the sky above the Imperial Palace at that moment resembling a spider web, finally bursting open with a "boom," revealing a void of flowing silver shards.

"What's happening? Is someone attacking the Imperial Palace?!"

"No, it seems it's Your Majesty sparring with that Saint Lu..."

"But the sky has shattered."

"That's quite normal, according to the outside world, it's not difficult for the current realm of Your Majesty to break space."

"Really, I wish I could start cultivating soon..."

More and more people walked out of their homes, gazing at the anomalies above the Imperial City with longing.

Meanwhile, within the Palace Courtyard, Dongfang Xinglan, who started morning training early, was already pinned down on the ground by Lu Jin'an.

Sparring purely in the way of Body Cultivation until now, Dongfang Xinglan ultimately fell a bit short.

However, even while being pinned down, Dongfang Xinglan still wore a defiant expression, tightly crossing her strong legs to lock Lu Jin'an's neck with terrifying strength.

Holding Dongfang Xinglan's slender neck with one hand, Lu Jin'an smiled: "Your grip is stronger than holding my waist last night, but... why are you trembling so much?"

Dongfang Xinglan's defiant expression crumbled upon hearing these words.

Though her physique wouldn't lose too much to Lu Jin'an, yesterday's indulgence hadn't given her time to recover. Hearing his voice now, she powerlessly let go of her legs, lying on the ground with open arms, looking like she surrendered.

"You are so annoying, mentioning yesterday during the morning training."

Dongfang Xinglan glared at him: "Feeling somewhat proud because you're not tired, right?"

"What else?" Lu Jin'an stood up, extending a hand to help Dongfang Xinglan up: "Besides, we already trained for an hour this morning, I only just mentioned it."

As he spoke, he reached out to take a handkerchief passed by Ming Lan, wiping the sweat off his face while sitting on the steps, facing the chilly breeze.

Though the morning breeze was cold, it didn't affect him at all.

As he squinted his eyes, looking up at the mending sky, he couldn't help but reminisce about the absurdity from last night's bathing session.

Whether it was Nanzhi playing music, Senior Sister dancing with a sword, or Nanzhi performing a solo dance while undressing, it was particularly pleasing to the eye.

Coupled with Dongfang Xinglan pouring wine on the side, and then... the harmonious voices of the three women intertwined became the most beautiful symphony, making one uncontrollably indulge until the later part of the night.

Nanzhi's grace, Senior Sister's coolness, coupled with Xinglan's entanglement, indeed was an unparalleled enjoyment.

Thinking along those lines, he couldn't help but recall the fox demon dance he'd watched back at Yun Meng Cliff within the sect; if they were here...

"What are you thinking?" Dongfang Xinglan sat beside him, watching Zhiyu devour meat buns after finishing her painful morning training: "You can't be not yet satisfied?"

Lu Jin'an stretched lazily: "Do I look exhausted to you?"

Dongfang Xinglan glanced at him, feeling a sense of speechlessness. Clearly, they were both human, why was he unbothered after such absurdity?

Last night, he was the one flaunting his strength throughout, and when she and Mu Jianxian teamed up, he clearly was quickly defeated, so why was he still brimming with energy?

Indeed, she, Saintess Zhu, and Mu Jianxian did go at a slightly higher pace than him, but that doesn't mean he can just bounce up for morning training like nothing happened.

Even though they practiced Dao Palace Nine Stars, is there truly such disparity?

Thinking this, Dongfang Xinglan gently pursed her lips, then asked: "Leaving today?"

"Yes." Lu Jin'an nodded: "After my fourth junior sister Guan Wen comes to assist you, I'll leave."

Dongfang Xinglan knew this day would come sooner or later, but didn't expect him to be in such a rush.

"Become Immortal?" she softly asked: "And then head to the Two Realms Pass?"

"First, a trip to Qingmiao Palace." Lu Jin'an said lazily.

"To escort Saintess Zhu?"

"Hmm... roughly." Lu Jin'an explained vaguely, of course, he was going to Qingmiao Palace to bring Master home.

Thinking of Master disguised as Aunt Ruo surely peeked yesterday, how tolerant indeed.

"What then?"

"A trip home." Lu Jin'an slightly withdrew his smile; promises made to his older sister must be fulfilled, and he still had many questions for Lu Yunzhu.

Now so close to becoming Immortal, previously untouched secrets... about the Upper Realm, Outer Heaven, these matters need some understanding.

"When will you return?" Dongfang Xinglan turned to look at him: "I miss you."

Nearby Ming Lan stayed composed, pretending to hear nothing at all.

Lu Jin'an reached out and touched Dongfang Xinglan's cheek, feeling the cool, firm texture of her skin, he teased: "As long as Your Majesty commands, I can return anytime."

Pausing slightly, he added: "Once the Space Crossing Gate is constructed, meeting will be more convenient."

"Good." Dongfang Xinglan smiled brightly: "By the way, hasn't the Cabinet proposed an official title suggestion? Which one did you choose?"

"Anything works." Lu Jin'an chuckled: "Instead of discussing giving me a title, why don't you change your era name, it doesn't sound impressive at all.

Once you become Immortal, you'll be the best Body Cultivator, choose something more imposing."

"I'll listen to you."

Dongfang Xinglan nodded; the current era name was originally to put Lu Jin'an at ease, now unnecessary, naturally she should pick something more imposing: "I'll change it around New Year."

"Hmm..." Lu Jin'an pinched her cheeks, then stood up and said: "Go bathe."