Until night dominated the Flowing Wind Residence, the Defense Minister Wei Xuan was unable to comprehend the actions of his fourth daughter. Objectively speaking, she was the laziest human being present within the entire Wei manor. Not even the Second Madam, who was known for her pleasure in relaxation and rest, would dare to sleep for more than sixteen hours …

The spiritual essence altered by the Yang attribute within the Tianzong acupuncture point and the Yin attribute within the Bingfeng acupuncture slowly began to traverse towards the vast channel of her Governing Vessel. Conforming to the young girl’s worries, the thread of spiritual essence began to flicker and fluctuate rapidly the instant it left the safe confides of the acupuncture …

As the sun gradually upheld its daily burden of descending over the horizon, the study of the Flowing Wind Residence was peacefully quiet. The swaying of the grass and plants accompanied the dull silence underneath the gentle breeze, a tranquil lull emanating from the wooden structure. The respective courtyards of the Madams, Young Masters, and Young Misses were similarly subdued …

Time passed at an even pace unbeknownst to the two siblings camped within the study of the Flowing Wind Residence, and soon the sun had begun its descent towards the horizon. The streets of Jiang’an and the Imperial Court remained in a state of uproar, the atmosphere refusing to calm down regardless of the military attempting to send the citizens …

After settling all formalities, the Eldest Young Master could be considered a great teacher. If An Fei ignored the fact that the youth before her with the insufferable, cold aura, was attempting to claim her life to preserve the family’s dignity if necessary and without any hesitation, she would have mistaken him for a gentle elder brother who carefully explained …

Whilst the Imperial Court was cracking under the pressure of three hundred volatile ministers combusting at the same instant, the Flowing Wind Residence was in the midst of experiencing an odd tranquility. A young girl sat at the drawing table in the center of the study, the ink brush clutched in her fingers sweeping over the stationary paper. “To bestow …

“Many thanks to the emperor of Great Yong for his benevolence,” the messenger stepped forward to nod his head. “This messenger must relay his gratitude.” Many officials bristled at the youth’s undeterred and arrogant attitude, but none dared to comment for fear of suffering undue wrath. The entire Imperial Court lay in silence in anticipation of the youth’s words. “Speak,” …

With Wei Xuan not present within the study of the Flowing Wind Residence, the young girl heaved a long sigh, before arising from the bed. Roaming throughout the study, An Fei soon discovered a tidy book placed on the drawing table, with a note atop of a stack of neatly trimmed stationary. “Fei’er, Father may not return for several days …

The <Golden Lotus of Establishment>. A completed set of mortal cultivation and martial arts techniques that Wei Xuan praised to guarantee the practitioner to enter the realm of the Nascent Soul without trouble, a technique worthy of exuberant reverence in the Shattered Star Continent. Simultaneously, it was the technique An Fei had blurted out to Xiao Ying when questioned regarding …

“Fei’er…” a minister with a countenance haggard and deprived of sleep questioned a young girl over a table full of breakfast. Pinching a few stir-fried bamboo strips between his chopsticks, Wei Xuan angled his head to the side to stare at the girl, before raising his eyebrows in confusion. The young girl hadn’t even bothered to touch her food, the …