Mu Chen's meditation did not last as long as he had hoped it would, as on the tenth day, he was forced to break his state of cultivation. He had been interrupted by a letter...
Deep in the Heavenly River, as Mu Chen opened his eyes, a purple petal floated inside a beam of purple light. It was constantly shaking, causing the space to vibrate.
As Mu Chen gazed at the purple petal, his gaze grew somber. He knew instantly that this was a message from Mandela. As she would not normally disturb him when he was meditating, he knew that this must be an important matter that she couldn't solve on her own.
Could it be that the supreme power behind the Purple Cloud Sect has finally struck?
Mu Chen's expression was grave. If the supreme power did not give face to the Great Thousand Palace and was hell-bent on clashing with the Mu Estate, it would be troublesome indeed. If matters escalated, he would have to call in the favor that the Martial Ancestor owed him.
