She should have died in the battle of the Fall of Liang.
For some reason...
She had somehow survived until now, the Ninth Year of Xuanlong.
"Mr. Yu."
Princess Yunyang looked at Yu Le with anticipation.
"Old Xuu, I can't. I'm storing power, waiting for the day of Immortal Arrival. Then, my Magic will reach the heavens."
"This item carries immense Karma."
"I can't help."
Yu Le tugged at Su Chen.
He truly considered this insignificant mortal before him a friend; otherwise, he would never have spoken so frankly.
"Is that so..."
Princess Yunyang, crestfallen, rose to leave.
However, Su Chen clutched the Wooden Token, not returning it, and asked again.
"Who is he?"
"You are just an insignificant mortal. Hearing such a great secret will only bring you a fatal disaster..."
Princess Yunyang said sternly.
"Tell me."
"No one can kill me."
Su Chen replied indifferently.
It was the truth.
