After Ye Jinghu left, Xun Yuanqing first shut the gatehouse door, then lit a green oil lamp beside it. Only after a long while did he walk to the Eight Immortals table, set down a new incense burner, and bow three times.
Then, the lamplight and the sandalwood smoke from the burner converged. The next moment, the figure of a crimson-robed middle-aged man appeared. Strangely, however, his ears were not human ears, but fox ears.
"My lord, everything has been arranged. But is that really necessary?" Xun Yuanqing spoke respectfully first, then asked in confusion.
"The Ye Family either possesses a secret treasure or has inherited some great legacy. If they come, they can be of use to our Demon Race. If they do not, then the spiritual treasure is most likely something they cannot share." The figure saw the matter with exceptional clarity, as though he had not held much hope to begin with.
Only then did Xun Yuanqing come to a sudden realization.
"You must also act more carefully from now on. Recently, those old Spirit Transformation monsters have all been searching for Space Nodes. They might turn their attention to Heavenly Demon State at any time. Our Demon Race is still too weak at present. It is only a pity that the Fox Saint of the Qingqiu Fox Clan and the Phoenix Saint of the Nirvana Phoenix Clan are too foolish. They actually look down on Lord Thousand Faces Great Saint's plan."
"Understood. Please rest assured, my lord." Xun Yuanqing nodded.
"Remember to keep it concealed." As the final words fell, the sandalwood smoke dispersed, and the figure vanished along with it.
The green ancient lamp at the side extinguished on its own.
Within the palace, only the sandalwood smoke continued to rise slowly, shrouding the grand