The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's mountain gate stood amid rolling green peaks. Stone steps paved with white marble stretched from the foot of the mountain into the depths of the clouds and mist. The stone railings on either side were carved with lifelike Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda motifs, and every hundred paces, two white-robed sect disciples stood guard with swords in hand. Their auras were steady; one glance was enough to tell they were elite.
Li Pu tilted his head up at the glazed eaves faintly visible through the mist and clicked his tongue. "Damn, this is the grandeur of one of the Upper Three Sects! It's ten thousand times grander than that shitty stone gate in Slaughter City! Old Xiao, you used to live in a place like this? That's way too good!"
"It was nothing special." Xiao Chengu's tone was flat, but the hand gripping the Bone Dragon Sword unconsciously relaxed. Even the frost that had lingered in his eyes all year round quietly melted a little.
The moment the four reached the mountain gate, the guarding disciples recognized them. They immediately bowed, their eyes full of reverence. "Greetings, Young Master Chengu! The Sect Master and the two elders are already waiting for you inside. They specifically instructed us to let you enter directly once you returned."
Before the words had even faded, a burst of hurried footsteps came from within the mountain gate.
Three figures hurried out. At their head was Ning Fengzhi, the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. He was still dressed in white and held the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in his hand. A gentle smile rested on his face, and when his gaze fell upon Xiao Chengu, it was filled with relief and pride.
Chen Xin and