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Mundane world, Da Jing Capital City, Imperial Palace.
Upon the Coiling Dragon Imperial Throne.
Emperor Jing, Chen Shende, reclined, with the beaded tassels of his crown hanging down, his eyes slightly narrowed, his finger bones lightly tapping on the gilded armrest.
Tap, tap, tap…
As if tapping on one's heart, full of oppressive pressure!
Beneath the great hall.
Bai Li, dressed in a deep purple Duke Python Robe, stood solemnly, his face weathered, his heart restless.
These recent times.
Life for Bai Li was not going well.
Just days ago, at the Spirit Testing convention.
The Bai Clan's descendants were once again denied participation by the Chen Clan Immortal Masters, including even a few children recorded in the clan register.
Bai Li, albeit a Duke, found himself powerless against the main branch's Immortal Masters of the Chen Clan.
Chen Shende summoned him into the hall, the beads swaying slightly as he spoke with a seemingly sighing tone:
