After Bai Yunfei had left, Wu Hong remained behind in the palace by himself. Wu Hao and Wu Ren had left the palace already, and Wu Ping had left rather unhappily with them to go back to her ‘lesson’. Behind in his own resting quarters, Wu Hong sat upon his throne and appeared to be deep in thought.

After a while, his right drifted across a piece of space in front of him, an illusionary door about a meter tall appearing where his hand trailed.

Rays of silver light was shining forth from beyond the spatial door. From beyond, a room could be seen, but before anything within the room could be made out, the spatial door blinked out from sight.

However, there was now a new addition to the room Wu Hong was in after the door disappeared.

A sword.

It was a little over a meter in length and about three fingers wide in blade width. The blade...