Within the Higher Realms. Serra's Region.

It was the same as ever even though Serra left.

The attendants who follow him still guard the room where he resided in and numerous powerful cultivators come and go.

It was very lively.

Suddenly, a woman appears near the horizon.

She was quite a beautiful woman.

Her hair was the color of the Autumn leaves with orang irises and a fair face.

She was a slender beauty and stood near the horizon crossing her small arms.

She then let out a yell that resounded through the entire area.

"SERRA, YOU FOOL!!! I've come back! Now show yourself before me!!!!!!!"

This voice resounded through the ears of everyone within the region present.

Leaving some lesser cultivators stunned with their ears dripping blood.

"Who the hell was that!?"

"Are we under attack!?"

"Who would dare offend one the four Seasons Sovereigns!?"

There was panic.

The attendants hurriedly calmed them down.

"No, that's not it..."

"It's Aura... It's definitely her..."

"Aura? Wait a sec... The Sovereign of Autumn!?"

This left some newcomers and those unfamiliar with her shocked.

Within one of the rooms.

A middle-aged old man was silently cultivating.

The moment he heard that voice, he opened his eyes in surprise.

"Oh... The Mistress is here... I should go."

He stood up and headed up.

Aura Fertiner flew up above the palace and was waiting looking very proud and arrogant.

A middle-aged man flew up towards her.

The cultivators looked at him in surprise.

As cultivators, they naturally could see far greater eyesight.

All the flying cultivators flew back down in terror of arousing her wrath.

"That's Basil! Serra's disciple and the governor!"

"It appears that he knows her..."

"Of course he does, he followed Serra for a long time, how could he not know about her and their relationship?"

Aura looked displeased at those cultivators she viewed as ants discussing her and with a wave of her hand, sealed all sound within the two of them.

Aura looked irritatedly towards Basil.

"Oi, where's Serra?"

She demanded.

No one would usually speak rudely to him given his master's status and power but he paid it no heed and respectfully cupped his hands.

"Respectful greetings to you, Lady Aura. Lord Serra has gotten homesick and departed towards his homeland."

"What? And he didn't tell me!? The nerve of that guy!"

This left her furious.

"Wait, that's not it... Lord Serra considered about it and sent a messenger towards you..."

Basil hurriedly explained on his lord's behalf.

"Messenger...? Ah, that guy."

A light of understanding dawned within her eyes.

"I thought it was some random message from the Emperor."

A troubled look appeared on Basil's face.

"Well, doesn't matter. Tell me where he is right now and I'll head to him."

"Er... That's..."

"Stop spouting nonsense and tell me already or do you want to get hurt first before you speak!?"

She demanded aggressively.

"He went to..."

Basil explained where Serra went.

Upon hearing the answer.

"Good, I'm going then."

She then flew straight to where Serra was and left Basil hanging in the air.

Basil looked helpless and shook his head.

"My lord... please be careful... To think such an unreasonable woman is his wife... I really pity him..."

Basil hoped his lord would be alright.

Such an agressive and fiery woman even worse than the Summer Sovereign was Serra's wife... Such a relationship was something that Aura forced on him and he accepted in the end.

But even though Aura was extremely powerful with a grand status and overwhelming power, no one was envious of her husband regardless of who they are.

Primarily because of Aura's temper and personality, only someone retarded would court her.

So, although Serra was very powerful and on par with her, they all pitied him and admired him for lasting this long against such a girl like this.