After Ye Jinghu left, Xun Yuanqing first shut the gatehouse properly, then lit a green oil lamp at the side. Only after a long while did he come to the Eight Immortals table, set out a new incense burner, and bow in worship three times.
Then the lamplight from the oil lamp and the sandalwood smoke from the incense burner gathered together. In the next instant, the figure of a crimson-robed middle-aged man appeared. Strangely, however, his ears did not resemble human ears, but fox ears instead.
"My lord, everything has already been arranged, but is there really a need for that?" Xun Yuanqing first spoke respectfully, then asked in puzzlement.
"Behind this Ye Family, either there is a secret treasure, or there is a great inheritance. If they can come, it will be useful to our Demon Race. If they cannot, then in all likelihood, it is a spirit treasure they cannot possibly share." That figure also understood it with exceptional clarity, as if he did not hold much hope.
Only then did Xun Yuanqing come to a sudden realization.
"You must also be careful in your actions from here on. Recently, those old Spirit Transformation monsters have all been searching for spatial nodes. Who knows, they might start looking more closely at Demon Province. Our Demon Race's current strength is still too weak. It is only a pity that the Fox Saint of the Green Hill Fox Clan and the Phoenix Saint of the Nirvana Phoenix Clan are both too foolish, actually looking down on Lord Thousand-Faced Great Sage's plan."
"Understood. Please rest assured, my lord." Xun Yuanqing nodded.
"Remember to do it a little covertly." As that final voice fell, the sandalwood smoke scattered, and naturally, that figure abruptly vanished as well.
The green ancient lamp beside