After the daytime clamor, the Clear Abyss Sect was exceptionally quiet at night.
Especially on a barren peak that had long been uninhabited. A group of uninvited guests had now arrived, approaching soundlessly as though merely passing by, seemingly drawing no one's notice.
"That is Jade Cluster Peak, the entrance to the Great Shang imperial mausoleum."
Situ Ding stood with his hands behind his back, his expression somewhat uncertain.
"Then what are we waiting for?" Mo Chaozong, who looked somewhat frail, wanted to move first, but Situ Ding stopped him.
"Why is no one guarding such an important place? It is too quiet." Situ Ding voiced his doubts.
The Clear Abyss Sect was the legacy left behind by the tomb keepers of the Great Shang imperial mausoleum, yet there was not even a breathing soul at the entrance to Jade Cluster Peak.
Had the Clear Abyss Sect forgotten its roots to such an extent?
"Vice Cult Master Situ, you do not know this, but someone is actually watching over this place."
"Who?"
"Look."
That cultist pointed ahead. Situ Ding followed the direction of his finger and saw a sign:
[Shang Wu is inside. Unrelated personnel, stop here.]
Situ Ding: "..."
Yuwen Cuojin: "..."
Something seemed off, but in any case, it explained why there was no one else here. How was this any different from a sign saying a vicious dog was inside?
Well, there was a difference. A vicious dog was more reliable and would not abandon its post to go drinking like Shang Wu.
Still, the fact that they had let Shang Wu guard Jade Cluster Peak showed that there was a problem.
Moreover, they had seen in the main peak's great hall that nearly all the sect elders were drinking and making merry, with not