"Level-three shelter!"
"Yes, level-three shelter. My event shelter has also been upgraded to level three."
Wu Pifu, Yamadai, and Xu Shilan sat in a magnificently decorated hall, watching eunuchs and palace maids continuously carry silk, cloth, gold and silver, fruits, paintings, calligraphy, and more into the residence...
The previous day's experiences had left the three of them still unable to recover. In truth, it had only lasted from noon until evening, not even twelve hours, yet the sheer number of things they had gone through made it feel as if several days had passed.
Wu Pifu drank tea and held a piece of fruit. "Has Chu Minghao always been this badass?"
Xu Shilan wore a complicated expression. "Yes, he's always been so... badass since he was little. Pah, pah, pah. I mean, he's always shone so brilliantly."
Yamadai added, "And he's incredibly powerful!"
Xu Shilan's expression remained complicated. "Yeah, incredibly powerful. But... too powerful. Both he and 'him' are far too powerful. Compared to them, we barely seem like the same kind of lifeform..."
Wu Pifu knew Xu Shilan must have had some kind of history with Chu Minghao, but that was someone else's private business. He had no interest in gossip, so he asked, "So, have you decided?"
Yamadai and Xu Shilan both nodded.
After Chu Minghao left yesterday, Great Song's emperor, Zhao Ji, immediately bestowed upon all three of them the title of National Preceptor and declared them disciples of immortals. He granted them a lavish residence, a hundred palace maids and eunuchs each, immeasurable gold, silver, and cloth, and even issued an announcement to the entire realm for the event to be recorded in history. In the sixth year of Xuanhe, the Zhao Song imperial house Zhao Ji and his ministers had met true immortals and entered