What did Tushan Palace, the palace that had accompanied the Supreme Great Sun Sword Immortal through many years of obscurity and witnessed his entire journey from lowliness to strength, look like?
Filled with curiosity, the Fusang Saintess and the Vermilion Bird Saintess entered the palace together.
Plain and simple.
That was their first thought.
Aside from the necessary formations, everything they saw along the way was made of white jade-like stone. There were no decorations whatsoever; it was simply a residence, with scarcely any ornaments in sight.
That seemed reasonable.
The Sword Immortal had always been so indifferent, with scarcely any mortal emotions appearing in him, like a living being above the nine heavens.
Seeing this, the Fusang Saintess suddenly felt a deep sourness in her heart.
How could a person lack abundant emotions?
Fine food, fine wine, beautiful women, splendid robes, lovely flowers... all of these were beautiful things of the mortal world. Had there truly never been such things in the Sword Immortal's heart?
Had he been this way from the moment of his birth—so close to the Heavenly Dao, so close to Extreme Detachment?
"Your Highness Caiyu,"
The Fusang Saintess's little nose stung as she asked, "What did the palace older than this one look like? During the first ten thousand years of his life, what was his very first residence like?"
An irrepressible curiosity toward all this suddenly rose within her.
The Sword Immortal must have been very adorable in his childhood, right?
"The palace's earliest appearance..."
Gong Caiyu froze.
After a long while, she pointed with a finger, and an entirely new palace appeared before them.
This palace was ornate, with flowers and flames everywhere. It was an exceedingly feminine palace, yet its materials were extremely crude, with formations no higher than Golden Core Stage