Profound Palace.
Early morning.
Jie Qing, dressed in a clean and tidy black servant's uniform, hurried out of an extravagantly decorated Profound Warrior Residence Hall.
Within the vast Profound Palace, strict hierarchies existed everywhere.
For instance.
The Profound Warrior Residence Halls where Lord Mystic Adepts lived were divided into four ranks, from the lowest Rank D Palace to the highest Rank A Palace.
Rank D Palaces were reserved for junior Mystic Adepts, while Rank C and Rank B corresponded to mid-rank and high-rank Mystic Adepts respectively.
If a high-rank Mystic Adept held an administrative post, all their benefits would automatically rise by one rank, granting them the right to move into the highest Rank A Palace.
Yet the residence where Jie Qing worked was precisely a Rank A Palace, while its master was merely a junior Mystic Adept.
It sounded strange.
But anyone familiar with the circumstances would find it perfectly natural.
Because the master of this Rank A Palace was none other than the renowned Envoy Cheng.
It was said that Envoy Cheng was a Mystic Adept whom Palace Master Yun valued greatly. Wasn't it perfectly normal for him to enjoy a few privileges?
Jie Qing quickly descended the palace steps, catching a refreshing, delicate fragrance on the breeze.
He instinctively looked toward the front right, and his gaze immediately landed on a Giant Orchid Bodhi tree standing majestically in a broad expanse of greenery like an enormous pillar.
This was Envoy Cheng's handiwork.
Jie Qing slowed slightly and softly murmured, "Spirit Vast Myriad Forest Profound Imprint," his face filled with longing.
Half a month ago.
With a casual wave of the Envoy's hand, a Hundred-meter Giant Tree had instantly sprung from the ground. The incident had shaken the entire Profound Palace, and even several Mystic Masters had come