Yin Stones
Chen Qiu silently felt his pockets. Whether one was a yin soul or had a physical body, once they entered the Yin Realm, they could not bring along anything from the Yang Realm. Only their clothes could be carried over.
It was a rather humane setting.
It prevented one from entering the Yin Realm after death completely naked, with a chilly breeze blowing through their trouser pockets.
Not a single Yin Stone lay in his pocket. He could roughly guess what Yin Stones were—stones condensed from yin energy, much like spirit energy.
One was currency for the Yang Realm, and the other was currency for the Yin Realm.
He did have quite a few Spirit Stones, but they were all in the Minor World and the Heavenly Dao Ring. He could not take them out, and even if he could, he would not be able to use them.
He was already considering whether he should leave some Spirit Stones in the Celestial Palace in the future. That way, if he entered a special map like the Yin Realm, he could still enter the Celestial Palace and retrieve them.
The only problem was the risk of exposure.
And it was no small risk.
Although the Celestial Palace was a place no one on the Central Province continent could reach.
That did not mean it was an absolutely untouchable place. Once, while in the Celestial Palace, he had seen someone push open the door and enter. That person was enveloped in white light, their appearance and build impossible to discern. Soon after, he was forcibly sent back to the Mystic Heaven Continent by the Celestial Palace.
The line was about to reach him.
Chen Qiu turned to the Human Race cultivator behind him and quietly said, "Could you lend me