Deep within the Imperial Palace, inside Chengming Hall, memorials floated from the desk into mid-air, moving on their own. RUSTLE, RUSTLE. Their pages flipped over endlessly.
On a soft divan, Emperor Xia, dressed in a black and crimson Emperor's Robe with gilded trim, lounged in a casual posture, propping her head up with one hand.
As her gaze swept over the memorials, a Gilded Brush nearby floated into the air and quickly finished marking them.
Matters that used to take half a day to review and process, she could now complete in a matter of thoughts.
The improvement in her Cultivation Realm had also brought changes to her soul, thoughts, wisdom, and many other aspects. Multitasking was now effortless.
She could now devote a portion of her mind to cultivation, leaving only a fraction of her thoughts to handle state affairs.
