Master Jianghu's original intent should have been good. Otherwise, she would not have held firm in silence all these years. Gao Fu must truly owe her some past favor as well. As a lord of his standing, there would be no need for him to quietly show goodwill toward me, a descendant of the Wei's Li line, at such a sensitive moment. There must be some helplessness behind it. But there is certainly someone in the north pushing things along with the tide…1

Li Zhouwei waited quietly, his thoughts gradually settling, But Tinglan and Houfu are no fools. Perhaps it would have worked a hundred years ago, but after Kuiqi's death forced them to put away their lofty airs, trying to deal with things using the same old methods now… will not be easy.0

Sure enough, after a short wait, the great void rippled. Purple light cascaded down, revealing a woman in purple robes. Her features were delicate, with fine brows and graceful eyes. She gave a slight bow and spoke gently, "My respects, Bolie King."0

Her manner was deeply respectful. The king before her gave a slight nod and replied, "So it is Shuxiu[1]. Congratulations on achieving divine ability. Since you left Qi, several of the old masters of the Formation Dao there still speak fondly of you. When news of you reached them in recent years, they were all delighted. Word even made its way to my royal palace."0

Li Zhouwei suddenly understood, Daoist Master Tinglan was also originally from Qi State. She was personally taken in as a disciple by Daoist Master Zipei. From the sound of...0