The two of them made their way to the engraved design at the very center of the plaza. Yan Qing hesitated slightly.
Although he knew the secret vault was directly beneath them, how were they supposed to get inside again?
"You really never studied the secret vault, huh?" Shang Xin Lei couldn't help laughing. "Then you really can't throw me away."
She drew her flying ring. It leaped back and forth across the engravings, striking the floor tiles bearing the Azure Dragon, Vermilion Bird, White Tiger, and Black Tortoise patterns in turn. As the four sacred beast tiles sank slightly, the sun at the center of the engravings gave a crisp tremor, shaking a great deal of dust from the cracks. Then the sun rotated along its central axis, revealing two crescent-shaped entrances.
Yan Qing looked into the opening and discovered that there were actually lights inside, probably the secret realm's everlasting lamps, illuminating the nearly bottomless vertical passage.
"How do we get down?"
"There are handles on the passage walls that you can climb down, and you can reach the side entrance..." Shang Xin Lei trailed off and froze.
Yan Qing asked doubtfully, "Side entrance? But this is the middle entrance."
"So you jump straight down here." Shang Xin Lei looked at him. "It's the main city, after all. You won't die from the fall. They only made a route for climbing up from inside. The mechanisms outside can only open the middle entrance, while the mechanisms inside can only open the side entrance."
Since they wouldn't die from falling, they simply had to jump down.
Yan Qing slapped his forehead. He had never lived in the main city, so he really didn't have that kind of thought process. No, this wasn't the main city's thought process—it was the