Munching on meat and guzzling wine, this was the carefree enjoyment of the older generation. Yuanhui also indulged in this pleasure with his father today.

"Juxi, why are you not drinking with us?"

"Ah… I'll pass. I actually can't handle alcohol."

He looked a bit awkward, after all, a young man in his twenties who couldn't drink alcohol didn't seem like a proper man.

"Oh, I see..."

Yuanhui and Wulotian truly resembled father and son; both of them drank a lot, to the point where they were practically intoxicated.

Throughout the journey, Wulotian remained low-key, showing more concern as an elder.

"Son, one day you will realize that the world is not as beautiful as you see it now. What you will see more of is loneliness, solitude, and the constant presence of threats. Once you become strong, it's difficult to enjoy the carefree pleasures we have today."

"... I don't quite understand, but Dad!"

"Hmm?"

"Your words rhyme so well, it's hard for me to comprehend."

With a slightly blurred voice from alcohol, Yuanhui remarked, and Wulotian immediately felt displeased. After all, his son was a bit too 'smart'. Juxi, on the other hand, was the only sober one standing nearby. Despite not drinking, he seemed a bit tipsy.

"Dad, life is all about enjoying yourself. It's about living carefree. Why talk about such oppressive matters?"

"Well said! Son, I look forward to your future!"

Wulotian laughed heartily, intoxicated, as a cask of wine could still drown worries in his heart.

This father and son duo could actually force out their drunkenness using their skills. For the sake of feeling good, they were willing to get drunk by strong liquor to rid themselves of their worries.

...

"Your Majesty, something terrible has happened!!!"

An attendant rushed in panic from outside, and at the same time, the sound of soldiers turning against each other could be heard not far from the door.

"Your Majesty, there's news spreading in the capital that our sacred kingdom's territory has been completely occupied by rebel forces. Most of the military camps in the city have been taken over, and even some vassal kings..."

"What?!"

Wuyan angrily threw the bamboo slip in his hand to the ground. At this moment, he wished he could tear the messenger into pieces.

But now, dressed in the imperial robe, he couldn't easily show his anger. If he really killed this attendant, he might lose his reputation in the country.

"Sigh," Wuyan, now at his wit's end, couldn't speak a word, "It's difficult to put into words. Looks like I can't stop Wulotian now. I never expected this..."

"Your Majesty, this old official has a way to turn the situation around!"

An elderly man with long blue hair suddenly stepped forward to report to Wuyan. This man was none other than Prince Luo Wuzesheng, who was quite renowned in the sacred kingdom.

"Speak!"

"I know of a person, only that person can defeat the leader of the rebels! And that person..."

Wuzesheng purposely teased, making Wuyan even more anxious. He wanted to immediately find out the name of that person.

"Ah, this person... I'm afraid Your Majesty may not be willing to use him."

"As long as it can quell the rebels, why would I not be willing?! All my ministers, whoever goes and defeats the rebel leader Wulotian, I will reward with four billion gold coins!"

Wuyan couldn't bear this torment, but Wuzesheng hesitated to speak, leaving him puzzled.

Losing another source of confidence, he now had some thoughts and knew who the person Wuzesheng mentioned could be.

"Could it be... Father?"

When this was said, even Wuyan himself was surprised.

But unexpectedly, Wuzesheng nodded.

"Your Majesty is wise!"

...

The next morning.

The sky was just starting to brighten, with the sun rising behind the clouds. Sunlight gradually enveloped the entire Great Snow Mountain, making it appear as pure as a newborn, with no flaws.

Yuanhui woke up to find himself alone in the room. Stepping outside, he saw Wulotian already standing at the top of a snow pine, gazing at the magnificent view of the imperial city.

Floating gently on the snow pine, his figure weightless, Wulotian's eyes were deep, like a wise sage waiting for something. He had already changed into regal armor, exuding the air of a king. His robe, the color of a blue dragon, floated in the gentle morning breeze.

Juxi, who had risen early on the ground, also stared at the distant scenery as if understanding, knowing that they could no longer stay in the capital.

"Hey, Father, what is this?"

Yuanhui called out, and Wulotian turned around and smiled as he approached Yuanhui. "Son, today we must part ways here."

"Father!!!"

Seeing Wulotian in the demeanor of a king, Yuanhui immediately understood everything. He clasped his hands together, "Father... no, Your Majesty, take care."

"I am going to deal with some worldly matters. On another day, we will surely meet again, father and son!"

With a swift movement, like a flash of lightning, Wulotian soared across the sky towards the distant capital.

But before leaving, he looked back with a lingering reluctance, hesitated for a moment, then decisively headed towards the direction of the rebellious army.

"Yuanhui, our connection here indicates fate. But I don't think we are bound for the same path. Perhaps you have your own great ambition."

Juxi had already seen that Yuanhui was not an ordinary cultivator, not to be compared with his wandering spirit.

"Well, goodbye. If we are fated, we will meet again someday!"

As Wulotian departed, Juxi quietly followed his footsteps, heading towards the now dilapidated capital.

Though Juxi and his father left, the air was filled with longing and reluctance. He didn't want to force Juxi to stay and inherit this mess with him.

Watching Juxi and Wulotian leave, it seemed like something in his heart had been emptied. Though the time spent together was not long, the bond built during that half week was deep.

"Ah —!"

Yuanhui took a deep breath and shouted towards Juxi, who had not gone far, "Hey, pretty boy, be sure to come back when you have the chance. I have good wine and meat waiting for you here!"

There was nothing left for him to leave behind. During his time in the mountains, he had gathered and consumed most of the herbs he could use.

"Mid-level of the Boundless Realm!"

With a wave of his arms, Yuanhui emitted a powerful and robust sound!

"But it's still not enough. I need to become stronger!"

Thus, he howled to the sky, his blood and energy boiling, wanting to break through to a stronger level of power as much as possible!

"Ah!"

As his words fell, Yuanhui spewed a mouthful of blood, realizing that now was not the best time to break through to the next level.

It was his impatience that led to this. Just entering the Boundless Realm, he had not yet fully adapted to the growth of his strength, nor had he achieved perfect harmony with his physical abilities. Continuous breakthroughs at this stage would pose risks similar to those faced by the First Crane and others.

"Pack up; we will depart anytime!" he commanded the gatekeeper.

"Yes!"

"Oh, and prepare for me, I'm going to meet a very important person."

With that said, Yuanhui performed a set of Dragon Return Fist, and he felt invigorated instantly.

In the Immortal Court above the City of Ten Thousand Immortals.

Sitting on the Dragon Throne in the center of the hall was a middle-aged man wearing light blue clothing. Despite his unmatched elegance, his demeanor was aloof yet graceful. He held a jade cup with wine exuding a tempting fragrance. This man was none other than the King of the Star Immortal Kingdom, feared by the Wuxian race — Qingxian!

At his feet was a soldier from the Immortal Realm trembling with nervousness.

"You mean to say that all my subordinates I sent out, including Bai Gui Kuang Dao, have been wiped out within their borders?"

Each word was enunciated with authority as Qingxian spoke, each filled with a murderous intent.

The soldier kneeling on the ground couldn't help swallowing hard, and with trepidation, he revealed the truth: "Yes, all were annihilated. The bodies have been discovered by our spies. The soldiers dispatched on this mission have been completely wiped out, with no survivors, most of them being slain with a single move."

Crack! Bang!

The wine cup in Qingxian's hand shattered, and he furrowed his brow, contemplating for a moment before asking, "Was Bai Gui Kuang Dao, the head of the Bai Gui clan, also taken care of with a single move?"

The soldier didn't dare to hesitate and hurriedly replied, "Yes, they were all brought down with a single strike!"

At that moment, the green eyes of Qingxian on the throne shimmered with green light and his new cup of wine danced in his hand. It exuded a pleasant aroma, but Qingxian didn't show any intention to savour the richness of the wine.

The atmosphere in the court froze to its lowest point, and the soldier, shaking with fear, realized that even when he was a child, he had never seen Qingxian this furious, not even when killing enemies on the battlefield. But now, Qingxian was...

The Bai Gui clan was one of the closest to the Star Immortal Kingdom, contributing greatly to the nation’s glory. Sending Bai Gui Kuang Dao was expected to resolve some of the emperor's concerns, but who would have thought that Bai Gui Kuang Dao never returned, causing Qingxian to feel somewhat pained and indignant!

Crash! Thud!

The dragon throne that Qingxian had just been sitting on suddenly shattered into countless fragments, shocking the numerous dignitaries present in the court.

"Don't think that this will end the matter peacefully. I will definitely make the Wu family pay for this!"

This was the power of Qingxian's anger, causing such destruction just by his aura, demonstrating his power. It was evident that the King of the Star Immortal Kingdom was not an incompetent person, quite the opposite.

Although he hadn't displayed his combat abilities on the battlefield, he was not merely a strategist known for governing a nation. Contrary to external rumors, claiming he was skilled in strategy and governance but weak in martial prowess, Qingxian was both a wise strategist and a formidable warrior among cultivators.

"By the order of Qingxian, gather the troops and set out towards the Sacred Kingdom—!"

A royal decree was issued from the mansion, known throughout the Eastern Imperial City. Many were prepared to march towards the Sacred Kingdom, seeking revenge for the Bai Gui family.

The journey to Capital from the imperial palace wasn’t fast, but hopefully, there would be no rush to return.