Pillow-fragrant wood possessed excellent yuan-conducting properties. It could stabilize the order of yuan power and accelerate its flow... making it superb material for magic arrays.
Because it naturally exuded a faint, calming fragrance that soothed the mind and aided sleep, many people also used it as pillowwood for themselves.
Bao Xuanjing wanted to become a child of his age, to outshine all others. He applied himself in many fields, and had even put in painstaking effort toward the way of magic arrays and the arts of sealing and suppression.
Most of the magic-array techniques circulating in the Qi State today were inheritances of the former Xia Tai Clan. Having destroyed Xia, they had gained all of Xia's legacy—not merely Xia's lands.
The sealing and suppression arts prevalent in the Eastern Domain, meanwhile, were mostly the inheritance of the Demon Sweeping Heavenly Lord... In any case, Chao Wendao Heavenly Palace placed no restrictions on comings and goings. Whoever had earned the requisite qualifications and visited the Dharma Evolution Pavilion claimed to be a true disciple.
Bao Xuanjing was naturally among the most orthodox of them. Just as he had repeatedly stressed—Demon Sweeping Heavenly Lord had held him when he was little; they shared a deep bond.
But at this moment, he thought that no object, no matter what it was, could let him sleep in peace.
How could this be?
How could these filthy things that led armies into battle be like this?!
"Milord, what is it?"
A magic-array master behind him asked cautiously.
"Nothing. I was thinking of my colleagues, and for a moment, cherished some thoughts... The magic array here has already been repaired." Bao Xuanjing placed the pillow-fragrant wood where it belonged, then nodded to the array master in greeting, looking most amiable.
Then he turned and strode