After a night of preparation in the hectic Immortal's Capital, preparations for the grand coronation ceremony were finally complete.

Wu Yu had stayed with Luo Pin until daylight. Luo Pin was sitting on the bench in the pavilion, while Wu Yu lying down, his head resting on her smooth thighs. They had spoken throughout the night.

It felt like they could talk about anything and everything, and never run out of things to talk about.

He hoped that this moment could last forever, but that was not realistic. As the sun rose, he knew that he had to rush back to the royal city for the coronation ceremony.

A new emperor had come.

"I remember the eve of my last coronation. On that night, my life reached a turning point. I had thought that tonight would be as difficult and arduous, but things seem to have passed without any turbulence. Nothing seems to have happened." Wu Yu was unwilling to leave her embrace.

"But although this time has been smooth-sailing, this, too, has become a turning point in your life. From an insignificant mortal's birth to Emperor Yu, whose name rings throughout the world,"...