Ling Changqing's secluded cultivation this time was not long, ending after only a month.
There weren't many external matters that required his personal attention, but with the war in the heartland of Yuzhou now raging, he still wanted to go take a look and perhaps pick up a few spoils.
After completing the final cycle of his cultivation, Ling Changqing rose from the bed and deactivated the Array Restriction. The door to the Cultivation Chamber slowly swung open.
But when he saw Ling Qiyue and Qin Mengxuan sitting outside, casually chatting with a peerlessly beautiful woman—resplendent in magnificent robes, noble and radiant—the smile on Ling Changqing's face faltered.
