Time to Sleep

Dusk.

Starlight reflected the blazing flames.

The sprawling estate lay fully exposed.

The cultivator in a dharma robe and cloak-like outer garment flipped his palm. The magic treasure in his hand, shaped like a pair of blacksmith's tongs, flashed with keen light.

Driven by spiritual power, it resembled a pair of flickering scissors.

The blades of those scissors pinned themselves squarely onto the estate's gate, forcing the concealed formation to reveal itself.

A plaque hung above the estate gate.

It read:

'Gongsun Estate.'

The cultivator praised, "Fine stuff! Worthy of being a formation-breaking marvel from the Grand Artifact Sect."

Using the 'scissors' to tear open a gap, the cultivator stepped inside.

"Who are you? How dare you trespass into Gongsun Estate!"

The Foundation Establishment cultivator guarding the entrance was about to rebuke him when that ferocious gaze crushed the words back down his throat.

"Let him in."

As the melodious voice drifted over, the Foundation Establishment cultivator immediately felt the pressure around his body ease, as though the invisible giant hand gripping him had vanished.

"Please."

Entering the main hall.

The cultivator raised his head, and at last, the face beneath his bamboo hat emerged.

A mocking smile rested on his face.

The seductive woman seated behind the high desk held a jade slip. She seemed to have been reading it, and set it down. Her elegant phoenix eyes turned as she assessed the cultivator standing before the main hall entrance, yet refusing to proceed any farther.

"I heard the Overseer of the Green Azure Mountain branch had died, and that his final destination was Heavenly Mechanism City."

"Did you kill him?"

"No."

The visitor shook his head. "Though I wished I could eat his flesh, I had not had the chance to act."

"So you caused havoc at the