Moon God Palace.
"Trash! All useless trash!"
Within a palace, Chi Yue Leiting was furiously scolding the Moon God Palace's subordinates mercilessly.
"Eldest Young Miss, please calm your anger. We have done our best. The Moon God Palace's thirteen powers have all sent people out to search, and with the help of many cultivators, almost the entire Ling Realm has been scoured, but we still cannot find anyone resembling the person you have described," one subordinate reported respectfully, and even while being scolded, out of fear, did not dare to make a single false move.
A month has passed since the incident of Chi Yue being severely injured.
Chi Yue had long since recovered, but the Moon God Palace had mobilized many people and still hadn't been able to find the real culprit.
As time passed, the consort's beautiful dream became out of reach, and the younger generation of cultivators in the Ling Realm gradually lost their motivation.
