A few years later, within the main hall of Dao Yan Holy Peak, Venerable Sovereign Qing Luan smiled and raised her wine glass, "Greetings, sisters. We'll be family in the future. Please take care of me."
Although she was a Venerable Sovereign, among Shen Ping's wives, concubines, and Dao companions, she was considered a latecomer. Hence, she did not rely on her strength to be arrogant and forcefully suppress other women.
Wang Yun hurriedly said, "Sister Qing Luan, don't say that. We are all husband's Dao Companions. We are one and the same. We share honor and disgrace."
Yu Yan, Yu Qingling, and the other women also spoke. The atmosphere was very harmonious.
"Husband is already in seclusion. We have to do what he instructed previously. In a few days, we will go to the Northern Ice Immortal Realm and lead the army. Sister Qing Luan is already a Venerable Sovereign, so she should be the leader," Yu Yan said.
