The Chu Brothers

Truth be told, even though she had now entered the Flowing Cinnabar Realm, she still felt she only half understood the many mysteries of the Dao Painting.

Take the point of connection between Great Tang and Cloud Dream Haven, for instance.

When the entrance had closed back then, direct passage between the two worlds had been cut off.

But a closed door was still only a closed door; in the end, there had been no iron lock capable of sealing it shut completely.

If Cloud Dream Haven truly had someone versed in secret arts, it would not be impossible for them to pry open that lock and secretly infiltrate Great Tang.

The Cloud Dream Prodigy from before had been the best example.

So long as she did not fall, she could, with the authority granted to the master of the Dao Painting, return here in an instant and suppress every petty intruder.

But how could one allow others to snore beside one's bed?

The feeling of leaving her own door wide open for anyone to test was, in the end, rather uncomfortable.

Still, the urgent matter was to put bringing the population to Eight Hundred Miles of Linked Clouds on the agenda.

As for everything else, she could wait until she had the chance to ask someone who knew the inside story.

With that thought, Jiang Yuechu raised her eyes slightly, her gaze sweeping across the few demons in the courtyard.

In an utterly casual tone, she tossed out a sentence. "Clean yourselves up. In a while, come with me somewhere."

The moment her words fell—

The courtyard instantly went deathly silent.

Even Xuan Yuanming, who had always been steady and composed, immediately lost his calm.

Somewhere...

Could it be that the path to heaven the other party had promised