Earlier, when the eleven Earthly Branches returned to the inn, Yuan Huajing and Song Xu, the leaders of the two small factions, had surprisingly not summoned their own people to review the battle.
The young Gou Cun was happy to have some peace and quiet. Whenever they deduced and simulated battle situations, pored over details, and conducted post-battle reviews, his brain simply was not enough for it. He could never get a word in anyway, so he just did as he was told.
This Immortal Family Inn in the capital did not even have a name. It was somewhat like the Snail Dao Field in the Jiang Clan's Cloud Cave Blessed Land: landscapes and waters veiled in layered illusions. Two residences that seemed a stone's throw apart might in fact lie hundreds or thousands of yards away. The eleven each occupied a secluded courtyard, with further marvels hidden within. Every main hall was a White Jade Dojo like that of Liu Jia, the old cultivator from the alley—seemingly small, yet truly a Separate Cave Heaven. They were all shattered cave heavens and secret realms selected from Great Li's treasury.
Gou Cun carried that Green Bamboo Hiking Staff and strolled through the courtyard, lightly poking the ground as he went.
The female ghost Gai Yan was nominally the inn's proprietress. At the moment, she was visiting Han Zhoujin.
Sui Lin, a Five Elements School Qi cultivator capable of reversing a portion of the flow of time, was refining that priceless fragment of an ancient Divine Golden Body. Even in the secret treasury jointly built by the Ministry of Punishment and the Ministry of Rites, there had been no Golden Body Fragment of such high grade. It was truly difficult to refine. Though she had set aside all other cultivation to focus