Fudao Hall, second floor!
Inside the secret chamber.
Cheng Buzheng sat cross-legged on the Mind-Clearing Spirit Jade Bed, gazing at the source essence within the Jade Box, a thoughtful look flashing through his eyes.
A moment later.
With a flip of his hand, Cheng Buzheng sealed the Jade Box once more and placed it into his Storage Bag.
Not long after.
A young Mortal Cultivator with red lips and white teeth arrived at Immortal Arts Heavenly Spirit Street, a sparsely populated yet exceptionally high-end street.
He carefully kept out of the way of the senior figures on the street.
Only after quite some time did he arrive before Fudao Hall.
The young Mortal Cultivator glanced at the jade plaque above Fudao Hall's entrance before stepping directly into the front hall.
The white-haired Old Daoist reclining in the Rocking Chair saw the visitor.
He waved his hand.
The tightly shut door behind him opened on its own.
Then he said, "Go on up!"
"Yes!"
After bowing, the young Mortal Cultivator walked directly through the door behind the counter.
Once the young Mortal Cultivator entered the passage beyond the door, it shut again.
The young Mortal Cultivator reached the end of the passage and climbed the stairs to the second floor.
He had only just swept his gaze around the second-floor sitting room when a familiar voice sounded beside his ear.
"Come in!"
Right after that.
One of the three Secret Chambers to one side opened by itself.
Seeing this.
The young Mortal Cultivator did not hesitate in the slightest and walked straight in.
Upon seeing Cheng Buzheng seated cross-legged on the jade bed, he immediately bowed and said, "Liu Er pays respects to Ancestor!"
Seeing this.
Cheng Buzheng casually waved his hand and said, "Enough, there's no need for such ceremony."