A few days later.
Southern Universe, a certain primitive planet.
The Star Ship slowly descended onto the planet, where Rabbit Linglong and Qingluan had been waiting for Xia Ping.
"There's a palace here?! It looks far from ordinary."
Xia Ping stepped out of the Star Ship and looked up, immediately seeing a towering, ancient palace before him. It radiated an age-old, sacred aura that was unfathomably deep.
One glance was enough to tell that this palace was anything but simple. And appearing on such an ordinary planet of all places, it looked strange no matter how one saw it.
He had come here at Rabbit Linglong and Qingluan's invitation. They said they had something to discuss in detail, but it could not be spoken of over the communicator, lest walls have ears.
That was why Xia Ping had piloted his spacecraft directly to the Southern Universe, to where Rabbit Linglong and the others were.
"Of course it's extraordinary. This is the Demon Race's famed Demon Saint Palace. Country bumpkin, broadened your horizons now, have you?" Rabbit Linglong said proudly, hands on her hips.
"Oh? Why is the Demon Saint Palace in a place like this?"
Xia Ping asked curiously.
"It just appears at random."
Qingluan explained, "The Demon Saint Palace's whereabouts are never fixed. Depending on its mood, it can appear anywhere in the universe at any time. This is merely where the Demon Saint Palace is temporarily staying. After a while, it will leave this place too."
"I see."
Xia Ping nodded in understanding. So it was merely a temporary foothold. Looking at Qingluan and Rabbit Linglong, he went straight to the point. "You sounded so urgent. What exactly do you need from me? Do you know I'm normally swamped with ten thousand affairs a day? If this isn't