Jian Xiyan (33)

There was no need for An Jing to lift a finger to build the Taixu Altar. True Monarch Yepo had prepared all the materials long ago; in fact, she had even built half of it and brought it over. With Chenyinzi, a True Lord, lending a hand, putting the thing together took less than half an hour.

An Jing could tell at a glance that True Monarch Yepo had built it almost entirely in Jinyuantian before bringing it over in modules. That showed just how much she cared.

"An Jing, don't worry. We're mainly using your place to set up an altar."

True Monarch Yepo smiled at An Jing. It was clear she had been looking forward to this day for a long time. "After all, Mingguang Peak is his peak, and the place where he can communicate with us... Putting it anywhere else would be hard to explain."

"Yes."

Chenyinzi stroked his beard and spoke slowly. "Things have been much more peaceful in the sect lately, and there are far fewer eyes spying on your place. If we set it up at mine, any trouble would go to waste. Here, on the other hand, there's unlikely to be much conflict."

Chenyinzi probably knew something about the situation, but couldn't tell An Jing just yet. An Jing didn't mind. His Grandmaster must have had a reason for keeping quiet, and as his disciple, An Jing only needed to accept it.

Still, An Jing also sneaked a private chat with Chenyinzi.

"Grandmaster, do you know... what the relationship is between Master and True Monarch Yepo?"

An Jing wasn't asking out of idle curiosity. He was genuinely a little puzzled. "Are they close?"

Chenyinzi knew why An Jing was so curious, and explained, "Those two played together since they were little. Xiao