Having temporarily lowered their guard around each other, the two had, in a sense, truly begun working together.
Wang Ye followed behind Maitreya, gradually making his way toward the mountaintop.
Yet even in cooperation, Maitreya clearly had no intention of revealing much information to Wang Ye, and Wang Ye was the same.
Their agreement was limited to not sabotaging each other and not attacking one another.
But who knew whether either of them might bury a few traps in the information, laying the groundwork to disgust the other once they got out?
They were both smart people, so they tacitly chose silence.
"Daoist buildings really are as plain and unadorned as ever."
"It's a shame there's no alchemy furnace."
"Otherwise, it would have been perfect."
Looking at the building before him and thinking of Ge Hong's residence, Wang Ye spoke with some emotion.
Judging from the situation, an alchemy furnace had seemingly once been placed here as well, but it had most likely been taken away by the people of Spirit Mountain.
There was a hidden door beside the wall. With a light push, one could quickly dart out of the room.
This was a style unique to the Daoist sect, normally used as an escape route in case an alchemy furnace exploded and the alchemist lacked the physical strength to withstand it.
Maitreya fell silent for a moment. "There was indeed an alchemy furnace back then, but it has already been moved to Spirit Mountain's Scripture Depository."
Wang Ye gave Maitreya an odd look. "Why put it in the Scripture Depository?"
"Spirit Mountain has no Treasure Pavilion."
"What the Buddha has always preached is that those who leave home need not concern themselves with worldly possessions."
Maitreya did not hide it at all, saying it openly and frankly.