As night deepened, the main hall of Nine Heavens Peak—one of the Nine Great Inner Peaks of the Celestial Treasure Upper Sect—was brightly lit, yet it illuminated only a handful of people.
Li Yu-jun sat high upon the Cloud Pattern Profound Jade Seat, the seat of honor. Her gaze was lowered, her Heart and Spirit having already sifted through the day's various anomalies countless times.
Below her, a middle-aged man in the attire of the Nine Heavens Vein stood respectfully with his hands at his sides. It was none other than Luo Ziming, Li Yu-jun's eldest disciple and the one who had followed her the longest.
"Were there any unusual occurrences today, either within or outside the Sect? Report everything to me, no matter how trivial."
Li Yu-jun's voice, tinged with gravity, broke the silence.
