Zhou Xuan put away the Command Token and kept moving, heading straight for Array Peak in the Spirit Sword Pavilion.
Array Peak, as its name suggested, was where the Sect specialized in the Way of Formations.
It was not only the hub of the Sect's Mountain Protection Array but also responsible for routine Formation maintenance, material inscription, and teaching disciples.
Its standing in the Sect might have been slightly lower than Pill Peak and Artifact Peak, but its importance was irreplaceable.
Formations were the cornerstone of a Sect's operation and security.
As soon as Zhou Xuan reached the foot of Array Peak, he immediately sensed an atmosphere completely different from the Chore Servant Courtyard.
An arcane fluctuation hung in the air, and every so often he spotted an oddly shaped, ancient-looking Formation Base Stone giving off a faint glow.
There was none of the filth or clamor of the Chore Servant Courtyard here, only a solemn, weighty silence.
Two Outer Sect Disciples of Array Peak stood guard at the mountain gate, dressed in indigo Daoist robes.
When they saw Zhou Xuan in his dusty Servant Robe, their faces immediately filled with wariness and impatience.
"Stop! What does someone from the Chore Servant Courtyard want at Array Peak?"
One of the disciples demanded stiffly.
Zhou Xuan dared not be negligent. He immediately bowed and respectfully held out the Steward Command Token.
His manner was as humble as could be. "Senior Brothers, I'm Zhou Xuan, the newly appointed steward of Desolate Mountain in the Chore Servant Courtyard. I've come on Chief Steward Wang's orders to request a batch of Formation materials and diagrams needed to cultivate Spirit Fields."
The two disciples took the Command Token and glanced it over, confirming his status as a steward, but the contempt on their faces did