Nangong was building the Twelve Palaces, and Chu Qing supported it wholeheartedly.
Because, according to Nangong, the Twelve Palaces could empower Stone Ridge Mountain.
Though he had yet to see the various mysteries Nangong spoke of, Chu Qing believed that once the Twelve Palaces came into being, they would certainly benefit Stone Ridge Mountain.
He trusted Nangong.
Night fell low:
Mingyue lit a bonfire and began roasting a sika deer.
Chu Qing, Nangong, and Zhao Hongxiu all gathered around. The few of them sat close together, roasting meat as they discussed various matters.
Once the fragrant roasted meat was ready, Nangong lazily lay across Chu Qing's lap and had him feed her. Meanwhile, she stared at the bright stars, calculating and deducing without pause.
"Your Twelve Palaces need to correspond to the stars as well?"
Chu Qing was curious.
Nangong nodded. "The Twelve Palaces conceal the Twenty-Eight Star Constellations. Naturally, the stars must be deduced!"
"If the deductions go well, the stars can even strengthen the power of the Twelve Palaces!"
Chu Qing nodded.
Near dawn, Nangong pointed around them. "This mountain, that mountain, and that one over there."
"I want to build the Twelve Palaces atop them!"
Seeing that none of those mountains had a Cold Pond, Chu Qing's heart stirred. "Would the Twelve Palaces become more powerful the larger they were built?"
Nangong tilted her head and pondered for a moment. "There is no such saying."
"But if the Twelve Palaces are larger, they will look more magnificent. Then I'll definitely be in a better mood."
Chu Qing burst into laughter. "Then hollow out all twelve mountains and build the Twelve Palaces inside!"
Nangong was stunned.
Those mountains were more than three thousand meters tall.
Hollow out mountains that large?
"No, that won't do. The scale of the