Springtime in Sacramento is a breathtaking spectacle of blooming flowers, each vying for attention with its own unique beauty.

Ji Xiaoxiao sat cross-legged in the sea of ​​flowers, palms facing up, her middle finger and thumb touching.

This is a crucial moment for breaking through to the fifth level of the subtle understanding, and the bald head is at the most critical.

Ji Xiaoxiao remained calm and focused, concentrating her inner energy to continuously cleanse her eight extraordinary meridians. One cycle, two cycles... thirty-six cycles.

Ji Xiaoxiao suddenly opened her tightly closed eyes, and a bright, dazzling light flashed by.

"The Fifth Stage of the 'White Lotus Sacred Technique' has been successfully completed." Ji Xiaoxiao slowly exhaled.

Two years have passed in the blink of an eye, and Ji Xiaoxiao has made rapid progress.

With a slight sigh, Ji Xiaoxin said absentmindedly, "If only I could cultivate, I could fly and disappear into the earth, and be omnipotent. Once I break through the shackles of the Heavenly Dao, the sky would be as high as a bird and the sea as wide as a fish. Whether Long Aotian lives or dies would be a matter of a single finger."

"Sigh..." The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Although the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was outrageously concentrated, these creatures were unruly, capricious, and fierce, unwilling to submit to the flesh and bodies of mortals. Ji Xiaoxiao became more determined with each setback, but all her efforts were ultimately in vain.

Time waits for no one, and Ji Xiaoxiao doesn't have the time or energy to compete with spiritual energy. This path is blocked, so she must find another way to reach the pinnacle of power once more.

Ji Xiaoxiao opened her right hand, and a crystal-clear white jade lotus flower floated above it, pure, sacred, and inviolable. She turned her left hand, and a sinister, cold black aura solidified, its biting chill and terrifying presence felt even from afar.

"The 'Magic Avenue' has also achieved some success," Ji Xiaoxiao muttered softly.

Ji Xiaoxiao is arguably the first person in history to master two unparalleled martial arts techniques simultaneously. Although the process was fraught with difficulties and crises, the harvest was bountiful, and all the hardships and toil were worthwhile.

Ji Xiaoxiao flipped over and placed one foot on the leaves at the top of the tree canopy. Her wide white robe fluttered in the wind, making a slapping sound.

"It's time to go out."

After two years of silence, it's time to settle accounts.

...

Ji Xiaoxiao gave a few instructions to Shui Miao, Tu Yao, and Mu Sen, who were guarding Sacridton, and then, carrying excellent equipment, she secretly infiltrated the Star River Empire's Imperial Star with Huo Yan, Jin Xin, John, and several other high-ranking officials, as well as dozens of highly skilled soldiers.

"This is the Imperial Star, much worse than Sacramento," Huo Yan said dismissively, curling his lip. There's no place like home, and Huo Yan saw the Imperial Star as all show and no substance, far inferior to Sacramento.

The Imperial Star is the economic, cultural, and political center of the Star River Empire, and a grand stage where emperors of all dynasties wielded their power and commanded the realm. It possesses an extremely rich historical atmosphere and exudes imperial majesty. How could a wild young man possibly withstand the oppressive atmosphere of the Imperial Star?

Ji Xiaoxiao patted Huo Yan on the shoulder, and the group disappeared into the crowd.

At night, the lights are so bright it's like daytime.

In a small house, Ji Xiaoxiao led the senior staff in discussing her funeral arrangements.

After a heated discussion, Jin Xin and John were tasked with rescuing Agnes, who was being held captive, while Huo Yan and the rest of the group were responsible for providing backup.

"Star Lord, what about you?" Jin Xin asked.

"I need to go to the palace."

"What? No way!" Everyone chorused their opposition to Ji Xiaoxiao's suicide attempt.

“You don’t need to say anything more. Since I’m already here, I definitely have to go to the palace,” Ji Xiaoxiao said decisively.

"Then, Star Lord, please allow us to select a few people to protect you."

Ji Xiaoxiao shook her head. With her current martial arts skills, bringing a few bodyguards would undoubtedly be a hindrance.

"Alright, stop talking. My mind is made up."

The moon sets and the sun rises; the sun dips below the horizon and the moon hangs high in the sky—another night has passed.

Ji Xiaoxiao changed into black clothes and cleverly disappeared into the night.

The Imperial Palace was magnificent and imposing, its vermilion gates exuding a chilling aura. Ji Xiaoxiao lightly touched the ground, using high technology to evade the sensors and successfully infiltrated the palace compound.

Inside the palace, patrols of guards came in one after another. Ji Xiaoxiao quietly lay prone on the roof, her sharp, hawk-like eyes fixed on the movements on the ground.

Taking advantage of the gap created by the changing of guards, Ji Xiaoxiao switched positions.

The palace was vast, with countless pavilions and towers. As the master of the palace, Long Aotian could go wherever he wanted. Ji Xiaoxiao thought for a moment, then turned to the left and headed towards the largest and most magnificent central hall in the palace.

The Central Hall was originally built to handle government affairs and benefit the people. Later, a certain emperor of the Star River Empire, who was obsessed with beautiful women, found that his harem could not contain the beauties he had collected from all over the country. Ignoring the threats of his ministers to commit suicide, he transformed the Central Hall into the "Celestial Palace".

There is a fairyland in the heavens, and a celestial palace on earth.

Based on the original owner's understanding of Long Aotian, although he was resourceful and ruthless, perhaps due to the inheritance of bad genes, Long Aotian's lust for beauty was definitely no less than that of the beautiful and charming kings of the past.

"On a dark and stormy night, murder and arson are common occurrences." This saying is accurate and insightful. However, a dark and stormy night is not only a time for murder and arson, but also a time for people to exhaust themselves for the sake of human survival.

She landed gently, without making a sound. Ji Xiaoxiao focused her mind and used her keen senses to probe the situation inside the hall.

"Your Majesty, please don't!"

"My beloved concubine, do you really not want it anymore?"

Despite hearing the unhealthy conversation and panting, Ji Xiaoxiao remained unmoved.

"Long Aotian is indeed in a gentle embrace."

A haven of gentle pleasures, a graveyard for heroes—men!

Ji Xiaoxiao used her powers to investigate and found that there were surprisingly few guards in the central hall.

"A trap? Or is Long Aotian blinded by lust?"

In the original owner's memory, the central hall was usually guarded by a large number of imperial guards and beautiful women. How could an emperor not cherish and protect them?

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