The day was just beginning. The Wanxiang Adepts who were scattered in residences throughout the imperial capital, as well as the 3600 marquises and their entourages, were all floating towards the imperial citadel.
"So many people." Ji Ning, Yu Wei, and the Sloppy Daoist were currently flying together shoulder-to-shoulder on a cloud towards the imperial capital.
"Junior apprentice-brother, where are the others?" The Sloppy Daoist seemed to have just woken up. He asked, puzzled, "Why haven't junior apprentice-brother Vastriver and the others shown up?"
