Nine Mysteries explained patiently as Meng Chuan hurried after him, listening closely.
He and his master would have to hide in the secret realm at least until the war ended, so he paid particular attention.
"As a true disciple, you have many privileges within the secret realm.
"First, entry and exit. Second, purchasing supplies. Third, inheritances. Fourth, a cultivation residence. Fifth...
"Furthermore, while you are inside the secret realm, Tiger Gate disciples must obtain your permission to enter or leave. This will help me conserve energy and protect the secret realm a little longer."
Meng Chuan nodded. "I understand, Senior. I'm willing to help ease your burden."
"Heh, good. But the little tigers rarely go out, and with war raging outside, they certainly won't leave now. You needn't worry too much." Nine Mysteries smiled and led Meng Chuan into a cluster of traditional buildings, selected a meditation room, and pushed the door open.
Meng Chuan looked around after entering. Subtle plum blossom patterns, drifting clouds, and tiger silhouettes covered the walls. Simply gazing at those designs for a while seemed to calm his heart.
"You may choose any room here for secluded cultivation, but don't cause too much damage. Rebuilding would cost me quite a lot of energy."
Seeing his curiosity, and remembering the ferocity he had displayed during his earlier outburst, Nine Mysteries offered the reminder with a chuckle.
"Understood."
He was an honest man. He wouldn't wreck anything...
"Have a seat."
Nine Mysteries appreciated the finer things. Cinnamon-scented incense burned on a long wooden table, with seasonal flowers arranged across from it. Meng Chuan sat cross-legged on the opposite side.
"Meng Chuan, let me ask you something. I don't believe I ever encountered your primary Dao path while I was alive. Is it an acquired Dao path that