"Who cares whether I took the wrong medicine! Whatever I say goes!" Fox Xia said, her lips pursed.
I helplessly shook my head. Just then, Bai Cang said, "We've arrived," and the Copper Coin Gourd began to descend gradually.
Naturally, we hadn't ridden the Copper Coin Gourd when leaving Fallen Wood Valley. We had used Netherfall Leaves as our flying mounts instead, so our speed had been quite fast. We only switched to the Copper Coin Gourd after entering the territory under the Raging Spirit Palace's jurisdiction, purely to make our identities easier to recognize.
The Raging Spirit Palace had been built atop a volcanic canyon, while an endless forest stretched beneath it. From afar, it looked like a red scar laid directly across an emerald brocade, creating a truly breathtaking sight.
Before we had even landed, several disciples riding fiery-red gourds flew over. There were both men and women among them, each spirited and vigorous. All of them were immortals at the Core Dao Stage—the elders of the sect, clearly sent specifically to welcome us.
Anyone capable of riding a gourd possessed a certain status. The Spiritfire Gourd corresponded to Fallen Wood Valley's Netherfall Leaves. Now, to standardize Fallen Wood Valley, Chang Jie had already begun ordering Netherfall Leaves from various markets. After all, Fallen Wood Valley would soon have many elders at the Core Dao Stage, and they would need them whenever they attended meetings or exchanges with other sects in the future.
The strongest among the elders was an immortal at the Spirit Assimilation Stage, dressed in fiery-red robes. He approached us with the other five elders, placed a hand against his forehead, and performed the standard Raging Spirit Palace salute from afar. "We pay our respects to Valley Master Dong Ren and Young Immortal Fox Xia."