"Got it!" Yue Qianchou put away the command token, somewhat excited inside. What did it mean to be one of their own? This was what a truly considerate one of their own looked like.
Yun Peng, who had remained silent all along, suddenly asked, "You let Yue Qianchou take your command token to the Netherworld to show off. If word gets back, won't that cause you trouble?"
Da Minglun smiled faintly. "What trouble could I have? I was carrying out the Immortal Emperor's decree as well, doing my best to assist Yue Qianchou. If anyone asks, I'll simply use that excuse and leave." Only then did the three of them finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Where some rejoiced, others naturally worried! In the inner chamber behind the hall of the Jueqing Palace branch, a series of crashing sounds rang out. The disciples who ran in to see what was happening were all blasted back out by a thunderous roar of "Get out!" The tables, chairs, and everything else inside had been smashed to pieces. Cang Yunxin stood atop the shattered wood, red-faced and thick-necked, panting heavily.
"Great Venerable, please quell your anger!" An old man at the side sighed.
This man was Mei He, one of Jueqing Palace's venerables. His status within Jueqing Palace was second only to Cang Yunxin's. He had come this time because Jueqing Palace had received an imperial decree from the Immortal Palace ordering Cang Yunxin to protect Yue Qianchou.
After Jueqing Palace's sect master, Wangqing, received the Immortal Palace's decree, he remained silent for a long while. No matter who it was, no one could accept having to protect the enemy who had killed their own grandson.
Thus, after considering the matter again and again, Wangqing had not directly send a message to inform