At the peak of Blue Hall Mountain.
A graceful figure, dressed in the distinctive robe of the Blue Hall Sect, with green hair tied up high and a Daoist crown on her head, stood in front of the cliff. The gentle breeze blew her robe, and in the distance, the towering mountains and rolling clouds created a picturesque scene, making it seem like a fairyland on earth.
"I wonder how His Highness is doing in the capital?"
"Although he has reached the level of a Grandmaster, there are many experts in the capital, and within the Worship Palace, there are five Grandmasters. I wonder if he can handle it?"
The woman murmured to herself. Despite the beautiful scenery before her, she had no interest in admiring it.
"Don't worry about him. By now, he has become the Temporary Royal Heir and has taken control of the Eastern Palace."
Just then, a slightly cold female voice sounded behind the woman.