Cloud-Rain Sect.
Ji Yuan sat cross-legged on a cushion, lost in thought.
He was weighing whether to visit the Heavenly Sword Sect or the Pill Cauldron Sect first.
After all, besides rescuing Huang Bingzhu and Zhao Fuguang, he had returned to the Cloud-Rain Sect for one other reason.
It was time to settle old scores with those two sects.
Just because he had not acted yet did not mean he had forgotten.
As he considered his options, a Communication Talisman in his Storage Bag suddenly lit up.
A message from Zhao Fuguang?
"Junior Brother Ji, are you free? Junior Brother Huang and I have something we'd like to discuss with you."
Ji Yuan raised an eyebrow, puzzled.
We only just parted. What could have come up?
Was it something they couldn't say earlier?
He set aside his doubts and replied, "I'm in the Cloud-Rain Sect's main hall. You two can come whenever you like."
Before long, footsteps sounded outside the hall.
Zhao Fuguang and Huang Bingzhu entered one after the other.
The moment Zhao Fuguang crossed the threshold, he swept a hand back. A pale-gold soundproofing barrier descended, sealing the doors.
Huang Bingzhu followed closely, forming a hand seal. A second, water-blue barrier settled over the first.
Watching them, Ji Yuan grew even more curious.
"Junior Brother Ji, sorry for the trouble, but could you reinforce the barriers with another layer?"
Zhao Fuguang turned and cupped his hands toward Ji Yuan, his voice grave. "This matter is too important to risk the slightest oversight. No outsider can be allowed to glimpse any part of it."
Ji Yuan asked no questions. He flicked a finger.
A dark barrier descended, fitting perfectly against the first two, each layer locking into the next.
Only when all three barriers had stabilized did Zhao Fuguang