Xiao Jue handed the letter to Yun's father. At the end of the letter, he specifically mentioned that Mo Beichen and Yun Qingluo were safe and sound, and that Yun Qingluo's illness had been completely cured.

"Yes, yes, those two are blessed with good fortune, they'll definitely be alright. Luo Luo is cured, that's wonderful, that's wonderful! I knew they'd be fine." Yun Mu hid her worries and put on a joyful smile.

At the same time, she walked to Mo Junye's side, stroked his hair and said, "Junye, that's wonderful! Your mother's illness is cured. They will come back after attending the wedding banquet. That's great!"

As Yunmu spoke, she couldn't hold back her tears and quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe them away.

Mr. Yun stood up, walked over to Mrs. Yun, helped her to sit down at the table, and comforted her, "Both children are fine, why are you crying? This is good news."

"I... I'm just happy." Mother Yun glared at Father Yun.

Yun's father quickly agreed, "Okay, you're happy, but don't cry. The children are still here. Once we're sure they're safe, we can get back to work."

“Father is right. Those people from other continents are like flies, so annoying. We should get rid of them as soon as possible.” Yun Ziyu said with dissatisfaction.

Previously, because we were unsure of my sister's safety, we could only tolerate and refrain from reacting to these people from other mainland China.

Who would have thought they'd become so arrogant, with more and more unfamiliar faces appearing in the capital? Our people can only follow them secretly; we can't arrest them for interrogation or kick them out. It's so frustrating.

“Second brother is right, it is a bit annoying. If they just want to come to our Sumeru Continent to experience life, we would welcome them completely, and even extend them hospitality. But they insist on disguising themselves and coming in to inquire about all sorts of information, even asking about military defense maps, which is really disgusting.”

Yun Ziheng walked to the door and overheard Yun Ziyu's words.

He went into the warm chamber and expressed his dissatisfaction.

"Big brother, you're back. Even you're annoyed. It seems these people are really annoying." Yun Ziyu was holding an invitation in his hand. Hearing his older brother agree with him, he tightened his grip on the invitation.

Amidst the violence, a wisp of smoke flew out of the invitation.

Everyone was shocked and quickly covered their mouths and noses.

But the smoke seemed to have a mind of its own, drifting out of the warm pavilion and into the sky.

The smoke transformed into lines of golden characters, the handwriting identical to that of the letter writer.

The group stepped out of the warm pavilion and stared at the words in the sky.

"Hey, isn't this the content on the invitation? How did it float into the sky?" Yun Ziyu looked at the invitation in shock, then at the sky, thinking that her eyes were hallucinating.

The characters were written high, but upon closer inspection, they were quite clear.

Just as Yun Ziyu was about to complain, she suddenly heard a deep and majestic voice, a voice that contained endless inner strength.

"I am Xuan Ming, the monarch of the Xuan Cang Continent, and I will..."

"It's actually internal force transmitting sound. Is this Xuancang Continent a place for immortal cultivation? They can even carry their voices across millions of miles in an invitation?" Yunmu muttered to herself, her face filled with shock.

This is truly an unprecedented and unheard-of way of sending invitations.

As Yun's father, Xiao Jue, and Yun Ziheng looked at the words in the sky and listened to the voice reading the contents of the invitation, a wave of emotion surged within them.

They waited until the voice finished speaking before they came to their senses.

"This internal strength must be at least a hundred years old, but judging from their voices, they are very young, probably not even thirty. It seems they have gained a lot from their trip to the Xuancang Continent." Xiao Jue looked at the words in the sky and regretted staying behind instead of going to the Xuancang Continent with them.

But he glanced back at Mo Junye and thought, "Never mind, it's fine to keep him."

Seeing Xiao Jue looking at him, Mo Junye gave him a smile.

Xiao Jue returned a big smile.

Yun Ziheng suddenly spoke up, "This internal force can transmit sound for hundreds of miles. The kings of the Xuancang Continent are truly terrifying in strength. This is probably a secret method they use to transmit messages. I suspect that the Xuancang Continent intends to help us."

"Help us?" Yun's father repeated the last three words from Yun Ziheng's words.

Yun Ziheng nodded, his tone somewhat light, "If it's just sending invitations, that's enough. There's no need to write a special letter to emphasize that the Emperor and Luo Luo are safe, let alone go to all this trouble with this secret method of transmitting sound."

"Moreover, since the Emperor and Luo Luo are already on the Xuan Cang Continent, they can just be sent directly to the Emperor. Why send a portion to our Xumi Continent as well? This is to let the other continents know that the Xumi Continent is now a distinguished guest of the Xuan Cang Continent. They should think twice before they have any wicked thoughts."

"So, the Xuancang Continent is helping us? But why would they help us for no reason? Luo Luo's illness is already cured." Yunmu began a new round of worries.

She was afraid that Mo Beichen and his group had reached some kind of agreement with the Xuancang Continent, and she was worried that her two children would get hurt.

“It’s not that I look down on our Sumeru Continent, but the Sumeru Continent has not been open to the outside world for over a hundred years. As the number one continent among the ten continents, how could the Xuancang Continent look down on us, the continent ranked last? They can’t be so bored as to help us become enemies with other continents, can they?” Yunmu was a little embarrassed, but she still expressed her thoughts.

“They’re definitely after Father and Mother.” Mo Junye had been listening to them talk for a long time without saying a word, but after hearing Yunmu’s words, he said firmly.

Xiao Jue and Yun Ziyu exchanged a glance.

Xiao Jue walked to Mo Junye's side, squatted down, and looked him in the eye. "Does our Crown Prince have an idea? Tell me quickly."

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