From the wild northern frontier, it took Wu Tie a long time to return while searching for Lord Hu and the others.
This was enough time for the Yin-Yang Taoist to make a swift return to Anyang.
When the three mighty deities, Linghu Qingqing, and four elders of the Linghu clan charged forward in fury, Wu Tie smiled and waved to them before disappearing without a trace.
The next moment, Wu Tie was already standing in the thick forests less than a hundred miles from the main gate of the Eastern Garden.
After exchanging respectful nods with the Yin-Yang Taoist, Wu Tie waved his hand with a smile.
The Yin-Yang Taoist soared into the sky and vanished in a blink, while Wu Tie casually folded his hands behind his back and swiftly departed, riding a soft breeze beneath his feet.
He didn’t return to the Eastern Garden but headed straight for the Three-Province Hall within the Nine Bends Creek Hall.
Inside the Three-Province Hall, Wu Tie met Sima Wuyou.
On a small studious kang bed and beside a tiny study desk, Sima Wuyou and his son Sima Xian—now both retired emperors of the Great Jin Divine Kingdom—were dressed in identical large cloaks.
They sat cross-legged in nearly the exact posture, calmly flipping through ancient-looking scrolls.
Wu Tie was not idle either.