Inside a secluded spirit pond located in the heart of the Heavenly Mist Palace's most restricted area, two women could be seen immersed in its crystal-clear waters.
Li Yan, with her flowing locks of vibrant purple hair, exudes an irresistible aura.
Beside her, stands Mi Ling, the Palace lord of the Heavenly Mist Palace, with midnight black hair cascading down to her waist.
"Mi Ling, What is it this time? A new enemy causing trouble?" Li Yan teased, a playful smile tugging at the corners of her lips."You know the world outside is always filled with conflict and chaos. It's best not to concern yourself with such trivial matters."
Mi Ling sighed, her gaze fixed on the sparkling waters. "Normally, I wouldn't let it bother me but extent of these massacres, the destruction wreaked upon the cultivation world... it's unprecedented. And I have a feeling that Liang Yifei is behind it all."
Li Yan chuckled softly," Liang Yifei, your favourite enemy. Always causing you trouble, isn't he? But are you sure it's him?"
Mi Ling nodded, her brows furrowing. "Yes, Li Yan. The pieces of the puzzle seem to point in his direction. The manner in which the attacks have been carried out, the precision and ruthlessness... it reeks of his style"
"He's been orchestrating these massacres, I'm almost certain of it," Mi Ling continued, her voice low and filled with frustration. "But he's always one step ahead, leaving no trace behind. It's infuriating."
Li Yan swirled the surface of the pond with her delicate fingers, creating tiny ripples that distorted their reflections. "Well, if it is indeed Liang Yifei, I must say, he has quite the flair for dramatics. Surely you find some enjoyment in the chaos he's sown?"
Mi Ling's lips curled into a wry smile. "Oh, believe me, there is a certain twisted satisfaction in the fact that he's managed to elude me, even when he seems to have orchestrated such devastation. But at the same time, I can't help but feel frustrated. He always manages to stay one step ahead."
Li Yan leaned back in the water, her laughter ringing through the air. "Oh, my dear, you are far too serious. Embrace the chaos, dance along with its rhythm. Allow yourself to revel in the uncertainty. After all, life is but a fleeting moment, and we must find joy wherever we can."
Mi Ling mearly smiled in response.
Li Yan's eyes sparkled mischievously as she swam closer to Mi Ling. " Let them search, let them question. It's a delightful game of cat and mouse that keeps us entertained."
Mi Ling couldn't help but smirk, her irritation mingling with a hint of admiration for Li Yan's carefree spirit. "You do have a penchant for chaos, don't you? "
Li Yan's eyes sparkled with mischief as she teased, "Oh, Mi Ling, always the dutiful place lord. But sometimes, the world could benefit from a little chaos. Perhaps it's time to let go and let fate unravel its own course."
Mi Ling's smile faded, and she turned her gaze towards the palace's grand entrance, "Perhaps"
Just as the two women were engrossed in their conversation, the tranquil ambiance of the secluded spirit pond was broken by a faint rustling sound emanating from beyond the pond. Li Yan and Mi Ling turned their heads simultaneously, their attention piqued by the unexpected disturbance.
A young woman emerged from the mist, her gaze unwavering as she approached the edge of the pond. Dressed in the traditional robes of a disciple of the Heavenly Mist Palace, her determined expression hinted at a profound sense of purpose.
The girl gracefully approached the pond, her footsteps barely making a sound.
"I beg for an audience, Palace Lord Mi Ling," she addressed with respect, her voice quivering slightly.
Mi Ling nodded, gesturing for the girl to approach. "You may speak,What brings you here?"
With a graceful bow, the girl stepped forward and approached Mi Ling, her eyes filled with both determination and trepidation.
She straightened herself and met Mi Ling's gaze, "Palace lord, I bring news of great importance. The cultivators of the world are uniting under a newly formed alliance called the Guardians of Light. Their aim is to gather all cultivators and confront the forces that threaten our world, including the Heavenly Mist Palace itself."
Mi Ling's brows furrowed, her eyes narrowing with concern. "Threaten our palace? This alliance, do you have any knowledge of their intentions?"
The disciple nodded, her voice resolute. "They believe that the chaos and destruction that has befallen the cultivation world is a result of internal conflicts and a lack of unity. They seek to establish a collective front, united against any who would bring harm to us. They view the Heavenly Mist Palace as a symbol of power , and aim to subdue us to strengthen their cause."
A hint of frustration crossed Mi Ling's face, but she remained composed. "It seems they have already made up their minds about our palace," she mused.
The disciple nodded, empathy present in her eyes. "They feel we have neglected our duty to protect the cultivators and have allowed chaos to reign. They seek not only justice for their fallen comrades but also to restore faith and trust in the cultivation world."
Mi Ling raised an eyebrow, her interest piqued. "This alliance, are they really becoming a threat to us?"
The girl hesitated, carefully choosing her words. "They have gained a significant following, Palace Lord. More cultivators are joining their ranks, drawn by promises of power and protection. If left unchecked, they could potentially overpower the other sects and bring about a new era of dominance."
Li Yan exchanged a knowing glance with Mi Ling. "It seems our dear Liang Yifei is playing a dangerous game, indeed. To bring together such rival factions under one banner must be quite the feat."
Mi Ling's stern expression softened, as she considered the girl before her. " What is your name?"