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Chapter 260 - Home!

Cold winds howled.

Ten thousand feet above in the sky.

The atmosphere was somewhat strange.

Zhao Zhongliu and the Imperial Ancestor exchanged a glance, and without a word, immediately probed the aura on her body.

Jiang Yuechu stood in the Void Realm, offering no resistance.

A moment later.

The Imperial Ancestor to the side nodded slightly: "It is indeed the Zhonglian Realm, without a doubt."

Hearing this.

Zhao Zhongliu nodded subconsciously.

So it was a Spiritual Seal.

That makes sense... wait, no it doesn't!!!

Yes!

In this world, Spiritual Seals are bizarre and varied; some can give people immense strength, while others allow them to manipulate fire and Water Control.

Obtaining a method to traverse the sky from one is not exactly a rare occurrence.

But the problem is... that golden rainbow just now was as fast as lightning and as powerful as rolling thunder.

It is completely impossible for that to be a technique that someone in the Zhonglian Realm could unleash.

Zhao Zhongliu took a deep breath, pointing at Jiang Yuechu, his finger trembling.

"Girl, do not try to deceive this old man."

"I have lived for this many years and have heard of countless Spiritual Seals."

"Even the Wind-Thunder Leopard Seal that sprouts wings from one's ribs, or the Azure Phoenix Seal that excels in riding the wind."

"At most, they only allow someone in the Zhonglian Realm to briefly hover in the air or glide for a few dozen miles."

"But that speed of yours just now..."

"Even if I were to use my full strength and drive my escape light, I fear I would only be left eating your dust!"

The Imperial Ancestor beside him also wore an extremely solemn expression.

Indeed.

Even a Martial Saint of the Lamp Lighting Realm who is not skilled in escape techniques would likely be unable to catch up to this girl if it were purely a matter of flying speed.

But he suddenly recalled that when this girl had sought her Spiritual Seal, the sky over Chang'an had been filled with the roars of Dragons and tigers, and a hundred demons had bowed in worship.

Such a commotion.

The Spiritual Seal she sought must far exceed what the world knows.

As long as this power is held in the hands of the Li Family Bloodline and is used to protect this Great Tang territory.

Then that is enough.

"Alright, alright."

The Imperial Ancestor waved his hand, interrupting Zhao Zhongliu, who was about to continue questioning.

"Since she has already returned, let us not stand here blowing in the cold wind."

"It is already the twenty-first day of the twelfth lunar month; in the palace, everyone has been almost turning the Imperial City upside down just so this girl could return for a reunion."

Speaking of this, a rare, kind smile appeared on the old man's face.

"Go on, do not let your Imperial Brother wait anxiously."

Jiang Yuechu nodded slightly, her expression respectful.

"Yes."

...

"Your Majesty!"

Dozens of guards clad in heavy armor appeared instantly, surrounding the Emperor.

Each of them had their hands on their sword hilts, as if facing a great enemy.

Inside the Imperial City, countless members of the Imperial Guard walked with hurried steps, appearing like a tide in every part of the Imperial City.

"What kind of Prodigy is this?!"

The Emperor took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in his heart.

He pushed aside the guard captain standing in front of him and strode to the window.

He saw that in the sky, the lingering clouds were torn apart, and the snow filling the sky rolled back in an instant.

What terrifying might!

Could it be that the Randeng Demon Sage has fought all the way to my Chang'an city?

Just at this moment.

The Old Eunuch who had gone out to investigate the situation burst in.

"Your Majesty!!!"

"What is the cause of this panic?!"

The Emperor shouted sternly: "Could it be... that there really is a demon daring to attack my Chang'an city?"

The Old Eunuch hurriedly shook his head: "It is great joy! A massive, joyous event!"

"It is the Grand Princess! The Grand Princess has returned!!!"

The Emperor's body suddenly stiffened.

"You... who did you say?"

"The Grand Princess!"

The Old Eunuch said: "Just now, the Imperial Ancestor personally led Your Highness into the palace, saying that the commotion just now was because Your Highness was traveling too hastily, and now... she is on her way here!"

"Really?!"

The Emperor slapped his thigh hard.

"Quick! Quickly withdraw these guards!"

"I am going to welcome her personally!"

...

Although it was freezing cold, the servants in the palace were all so busy their feet barely touched the ground, sweat forming on their foreheads.

Dozens of young eunuchs held long poles, carefully clearing the accumulated snow and cobwebs from under the eaves.

"Be quick about it!"

The head eunuch in charge, clutching a hand warmer, stood under the veranda and shouted in a shrill voice.

"The Little New Year is almost here; if the Kitchen God sees even a speck of dust in our palace and reports bad things when he ascends to heaven, how many heads do you have to be cut off?"

A little Palace Maid carrying a copper basin passed by, slipped, and nearly fell, splashing some of the hot water from the basin.

"Oh! Are you asking for death!"

The head eunuch glared, about to explode.

Suddenly, he heard a burst of rapid footsteps coming from afar.

Immediately following that were bursts of exclamations.

"Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty, slow down! Your shoes! Your shoes are still with this old servant!"

The Palace Maids and eunuchs looked up in astonishment.

They saw that the usually dignified Your Majesty.

At this moment, was only wearing one bright yellow Dragon boot, while the other foot was only covered in a white sock.

Completely ignoring the freezing snow on the ground, he rushed toward the palace gate like a wild horse let loose.

Behind him followed a group of eunuchs and Palace Maids holding cloaks, boots, and hand warmers, flapping forward in pursuit like a startled flock of ducks.

"This..."

The young eunuch sweeping the snow stared in a daze, his long pole tilting, and a large lump of snow landed right on the head eunuch's official hat.

"..."

The head eunuch could not bother to wipe off the snow; he lifted his robes and joined the army of people in pursuit.

...

At the Imperial City gate.

The Imperial Guard had long since withdrawn their battle formation.

They stood respectfully with their hands down, not daring to breathe loudly.

Until they saw the figure they had been longing for.

The Emperor felt his eyes grow warm, to the point where he could not see clearly.

Zhao Zhongliu and the Imperial Ancestor exchanged a glance and tactfully stepped aside.

The young girl's hair bun was slightly messy from the wind.

But her cold, ethereal temperament had not diminished in the slightest.

She looked at the young man in front of her, who was thinly clad and wearing only one shoe.

Her gaze moved downward.

Landing on the foot that was stepping in the snow, now frozen bright red.

She was slightly stunned.

"Greetings, Your..."

"No need, no need!"

The Emperor rushed forward, grabbed her wrist, and looked her up and down, examining her carefully.

"You have lost weight."

The Emperor's brows were tightly locked, his tone pained.

"You have darkened."

He sighed again, his face full of self-reproach.

"Having suffered so much in that godforsaken place, I, as your older brother, truly am..."

Jiang Yuechu was somewhat helpless.

She had already entered the Zhonglian Realm; her skin was already like ice and jade, untainted by dust, so how could she have darkened?

"Imperial Brother, I am fine."

Jiang Yuechu pulled her hand back and pointed at his foot.

"It is you, Imperial Brother, standing barefoot in the snow like this; if you catch a cold..."

The Emperor looked down for the first time.

"Hiss—"

He had been too happy to notice, but now that he had come to his senses.

"Where are my shoes?! Where are my shoes?!"

The Old Eunuch who had chased after him was now panting for breath, hurriedly holding the Dragon boot as he knelt on the ground.

"Your Majesty... the shoe... the shoe is here..."

After a flurry of chaotic dressing.

The Emperor waved his large sleeve, high-spirited.

"Let's go! Back to the palace!"

"We are... going home!!!"

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