Bai Wuya lowered his voice.
"Creation Heavenly Palace has opened half a door."
Chen Changqing looked at him.
Rujie no longer bothered pretending to be an eminent monk of the Buddhist Sect and leaned his head over.
"What does half a door mean? Do doors come in poor and rich varieties too?"
Bai Wuya shot him a glance.
"Stop interrupting."
Rujie shrank back and hugged the Broken Bowl, chanting half a Buddhist invocation.
Bai Wuya continued, "The Immortal Palace is divided into three levels: the outer palace, the inner palace, and the core. Where we are now only counts as the outer palace. Creation Heavenly Palace lies in the core region. It is the true main hall of this Immortal Palace."
Si Youyou asked, "Is the Undying Medicine there?"
"Not just the Undying Medicine."
Bai Wuya rested the Silver Spear on his shoulder.
"Someone over there saw the Immortal Pattern Pill Furnace, and its fire had not gone out. Others said there was an ancient tree behind the hall, bearing golden fruit."
Rujie's eyes lit up.
"Golden fruit? That sounds expensive."
Chen Changqing said, "Keep the bones in your arms covered first. Don't get strung up again after taking two steps."
Rujie coughed.
"This humble monk was luring the enemy deep in."
Si Youyou was quick to expose him.
"So deep your neck was strangled purple."
Rujie closed his mouth.
Ignoring them, Bai Wuya pointed into the distance.
"Many people are heading for Creation Heavenly Palace. Cold Moon, Blood Cang, Taiyin, Kunyuan, and Separation Fire have all already rushed over. The Nether Sect is gathering people there too."
Chen Changqing did not react much upon hearing Taiyin and Kunyuan.
But the four words "Creation Heavenly Palace" made the Inheritance Token within the Heaven-Stepping Ring unable to settle down.
That tremor