A month later.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, Fairy Ice Butterfly, please!"
At a North Cold Alliance outpost, True Lord Qingxu, one of the leaders of the Loose Cultivator Alliance, welcomed them into his cave dwelling with a broad smile.
The Spirit Transformation Cultivators at the outpost knew Lin Chang'an and his companion had arrived.
On the surface, there was almost no danger here. Lin Chang'an smiled and nodded.
"Fellow Daoist, the front line is tense. We might be called into battle any day, so let's get down to business."
"Good. I appreciate a straightforward man."
True Lord Qingxu's face betrayed nothing. Lin Chang'an sneered inwardly. What an old fox.
"Rest easy, Junior Brother. Your Senior Sister will guard you when the time comes."
Fairy Ice Butterfly had come precisely to protect Lin Chang'an while he broke the Restriction.
After inviting them into the hall with a smile, True Lord Qingxu formed a hand seal and activated the cave dwelling's Restrictions right before their eyes.
Lin Chang'an glanced around without betraying his interest, then tapped his Storage Bag. Several Array Flags and an Array Disk flew out.
"Don't take offense, Fellow Daoist. It hasn't been easy for us Rogue Cultivators to come this far. Without a few safeguards of our own, it's hard to feel at ease."
Lin Chang'an cupped his hands with a smile. He sounded just like True Lord Qingxu had before, always invoking their shared origins as Rogue Cultivators.
True Lord Qingxu chuckled and nodded, waving it off.
"I understand completely, Fellow Daoist Lin."
Under their watchful eyes, True Lord Qingxu slowly took an object from his Storage Bag. His expression grew solemn.
"This is the object. Its layers of Restrictions are why I must trouble you."
It was an exceedingly rare mechanical wooden box. Its mechanisms had all