Changsun Ting left the doors of the resident hall. Shifting his gaze, he saw Origin Xia flying vessels coming and going in the distance, though there was no movement near the resident hall for now.
But there was no guarantee there would not be any later.
He did not linger. He directly boarded the flying vessel prepared beforehand, turning into a streak of light and fleeing into the void. Before it had traveled far, a vortex burst open ahead, and the vessel slipped inside, taking the passage between the two realms opened by the Capital Gate Instrument to return toward Celestial Xia.
As he departed, two Origin Xia True Persons aboard a distant golden patrol vessel, tasked with watching the Celestial Xia Fortress Platform, saw the flying vessel heading toward Celestial Xia and could not help murmuring among themselves.
"Shouldn't this Celestial Xia encampment be surrounded and trapped?"
"The arrangements are not yet complete. It is still too early. Besides, judging by past practice, that flying vessel is most likely returning to report the news here, and stopping it would be pointless. Still, we must keep a close watch over the next few days and do our utmost not to let anyone stir up trouble here."
Chang Yang dispatched flying vessels toward Celestial Xia almost every ten days. On the surface, they were used to convey messages, and the exact timing was never fixed—sometimes at the beginning of the ten-day period, sometimes at its end. After so long, Origin Xia had long grown accustomed to this and did not pay much attention to the person leaving now.
Even if they found an excuse to stop him now, it would serve no purpose.
Moreover, their arrangements were not yet complete, and the disciples of the Myriad Ways who had gone to