A rundown tavern.
The moment the cooldown ended, Qiao Rui released her Falcon Spirit. It soared high above Jiangdu City to scout the enemy.
As she watched through it, her expression grew stranger and stranger.
"There are hardly any demon soldiers on Jiangdu City's streets. It seems the Yuwen brothers in Myriad Manifestations Hall haven't sent out patrols."
Bai Xiaowen frowned. That was unexpected.
After a moment's thought, he said, "Send the Falcon Spirit toward Myriad Manifestations Hall. See whether the demon army stationed there is still around."
Qiao Rui agreed.
"Everyone's more or less rested, right?" Bai Xiaowen rose to his feet.
Li Shuyi said, "Apart from a few equipment skills with twenty-four-hour cooldowns, all our big moves are ready."
"Then we won't wait. Something may have changed. We're going straight to Myriad Manifestations Hall!" Bai Xiaowen said.
The White Phoenix Team acted fast. As soon as Bai Xiaowen gave the order, the other four stood without a word of objection.
Empress Xiao followed with two ghostly palace maids, Yang Guang's thin wooden coffin floating behind her. As a ghost, she drifted rather than walked, and she was surprisingly quick—no slower than an Elite Direwolf.
Halfway there, Qiao Rui received new information from the Falcon Spirit. She opened her eyes in surprise.
"The sentries at Myriad Manifestations Hall are gone! I can't see inside, but the courtyard is in chaos. It's nothing like what I saw on my first visit! It looks as though everything valuable has been swept away."
"Traitorous scum!" Yang Guang sprang up from his coffin.
"..."
Bai Xiaowen had no time to wonder why demons cared about gold and jewels. He sighed. "I overestimated the Yuwen brothers. Those two incompetents are worse than Sima Deken. They didn't even have the courage to stay and fight."