Some disciples carved Array Patterns into stone tables and worked through formation duels with the disciples opposite them; others set up Trap Formations in open spaces, caught Spirit Butterflies, then released them; still others adjusted Formations in the spirit fields, increasing the growth rate of Spirit Medicine severalfold.
A trace of puzzlement rose in Qin Yan's heart, but he continued into the valley.
Along the way, Qin Yan saw Cave Dwellings standing one after another, Array Patterns flickering above each one.
The Cave Dwellings were not densely packed, though. Clearly, Xuantian Valley did not have many disciples.
Great distances separated them. Some stood thousands of zhang apart, like a scattered village nestled in the valley.
Half a day later, Qin Yan arrived before a vast palace.
Clouds and mist swirled before it.
Qin Yan knew this palace well. When he had passed through the Ten Thousand Array Maze, this was the palace that had come into view.
It was also likely where he had contemplated the Dao within the Ten Thousand Array Stele afterward.
Qin Yan approached the palace. His illusory body passed through the Mystic Light and Array Patterns covering it and went straight inside.
There were six people in the palace.
Qin Yan had seen five of them—or rather, he had seen their statues.
They were the two valley masters and three elders of Xuantian Valley.
Now all five looked at the young woman in the center of the palace, their eyes full of approval.
She stood at the center of the hall, her figure slender and well-proportioned, like an orchid growing deep in a valley, quiet and upright.
Her face was delicate and serene, her expression calm and composed.
Fine Array Patterns continually rose around her, spun, and faded away.
"Congratulations, Valley Masters. Lingxi has made another