The buildings of the Lesser Thunderclap Sect were magnificent.
What surprised Chu Qing was this:
The smallest men and women here were over two meters tall.
Most of them stood around two and a half meters.
At the entrances of certain important buildings, he could even see three-meter-tall Little Giants.
They wore heavy black-gold armor and carried heavy weapons such as war hammers and wolf-tooth clubs.
If they were placed in an ordinary army, they would undoubtedly be first-rate experts at conquering cities and seizing lands.
Yet in the Lesser Thunderclap Sect, they were merely gatekeepers.
As he continued deeper into the Lesser Thunderclap Sect, Chu Qing found it increasingly strange.
Because:
Under normal circumstances, Zuo Qianqiu and the others should have already arrived at the Lesser Thunderclap Sect.
Either they had destroyed the Lesser Thunderclap Sect.
Or the Lesser Thunderclap Sect had destroyed them.
And he would have been treated with vigilance by the Lesser Thunderclap Sect.
They might even have forbidden him from ascending the mountain, or simply killed him on the spot.
Yet:
The people of the Lesser Thunderclap Sect had instead invited him up the mountain.
And:
It seemed they were even taking him to the largest palace.
As though he truly were an honored guest.
That was interesting.
Chu Qing thought of the coins heating up in his hair.
Now, the closer he drew to the main hall, the hotter the coins in his hair became.
But this scorching heat was not the kind he felt when facing an abnormality.
Tap! Tap! Tap!
When Chu Qing arrived before the main hall, the coins in his hair became even hotter.
Creak!
The great doors opened.
A strange wind blew out from within.
In an instant, Chu Qing's hair fluttered.
The coins tied to his hair clinked