The Everlasting Immortal had been observing Bai Ye for two nights and could say for certain that the little girl had something to do with the Moon Laurel Tree Ancestor. She figured Bai Ye was something like the ancestor's consciousness.
The Moon Laurel Tree had apparently been planted by the Immortal of Responding Heaven, and four hundred thousand years was plenty of time for it to develop sentience.
For instance, before the Immortal of Time became an immortal, she often sent out a clone to act on her behalf. The principle was much the same.
But Bai Ye was definitely more than just the Moon Laurel Tree Ancestor. The Everlasting Immortal simply hadn't figured out what was going on yet.
"Little Yang isn't clever enough. I still have to worry about him." The Everlasting Immortal shook her head happily. Lu Yang really couldn't do without his brilliant strategist.
"But speaking of which, that little girl doesn't mean Little Yang any harm. There's no need for me to worry about him, so do I even need to concern myself with what's going on with Bai Ye?"
The Everlasting Immortal leaned against the throne forged from ice and snow and pondered for a while. Before long, the strain of mental labor wore her out, and she fell asleep.
Lu Yang had nearly finished touring the Moon Laurel Immortal Palace, but he couldn't shake the feeling that they had missed a place. Something was missing; his heart felt hollow.
"Oh, Junior Sister Lan, do you have a place like the Prison Peak here?"
Lu Yang remembered. He still hadn't seen the Moon Laurel Immortal Palace's Prison Peak.
"Huh?"
"Senior Brother, do you want to visit the Hall of Sinners?"
The Moon Laurel Immortal Palace had the authority to enforce the law, so