"Ten Thousand Sounds Sect... a saint's mountain gate..." Qing Rou murmured.
She looked toward Xie Daoling.
Xie Daoling shook her head. "This 'saint' doesn't mean the Saint Sealing Realm. I can sense all kinds of vast, surging powers filling this ruin. They're far beyond anything you or I could withstand."
She simply withdrew the formation.
Gu Qingshan thought it over. He had only just joined the sect, and he was merely at the Qi Refining Seventh Layer, with little strength to speak of, so he kept quiet.
He remained silent, but Qin Xiaolou asked, "Master, the ruin has appeared inside our mountain gate. What should we do?"
"Many ruins have appeared elsewhere, too. I'm afraid the entire Cultivation World will soon be plunged into a frenzy of activity," Xie Daoling said.
She casually grabbed a handful of copper coins and tossed them lightly.
Clink, clatter—
The coins landed on the ground.
"Great fortune. No misfortune," Xie Daoling said after examining them.
Qin Xiaolou beamed. "So the ruin will bring us good things?"
"The divination says so, so it should be right. Hmm? You wretched disciple, what are you doing?"
Everyone turned to look. Qin Xiaolou was hugging the stone stele, trying to stuff it into his Storage Bag.
"Master, this is sect property. We should secure it first. We can't let the other sects see it," Xiaolou said solemnly.
The White Goose flew up, gave him a kick, and squawked, "Idiot! With your level of cultivation, you think you can take another sect's gate stele?"
"Senior Brother, this stele is made of a material rarely seen in the world. It's a peerless material for refining artifacts!"
"Really? Let me have a look."
"Look!"
"Hmm... it really is a fine thing..."
"Right? Right?"
"I'll take it—"
"Senior Brother, you're bullying me!