Looking at the pass towering between the mountains ahead, Cheng Yu finally understood why it was called Heavenly Gate Pass.
White clouds veiled the lofty peaks, with wisps occasionally drifting down from their summits. It felt like a heavenly kingdom on earth, and the pass looming faintly between the mountains truly did resemble its gates.
As he drew closer, Cheng Yu saw that Heavenly Gate Pass had plenty of guards. Travelers and merchant caravans entering the pass faced strict inspections: they had to show their Identity Tokens, explain their reasons for entering, and then step into a formation. Only after the formation flashed without any further reaction were they allowed through.
Those leaving faced much less scrutiny. The guards generally glanced at their Identity Tokens, asked why they were leaving, and let them pass.
After joining the queue outside the pass, Cheng Yu listened to the gossip of passing travelers.
"Ah, now that we've come through to Central Capital Prefecture, who knows when we'll be able to go home?"
"Oh, why worry about all that? We don't even know what's happening in Beiyou Prefecture right now. We're lucky we managed to get out at all. Let's stay in Central Capital Prefecture for a couple of years and see."
"I wonder which important figure of the Demon Race could have caused such an uproar. Surely it couldn't really be what the legends say? The Demon Son of Heaven's own aunt? The Demon Sage's own younger sister?"
"Hahaha! Isn't that a story our grandparents used to tell us? It supposedly happened before the Peacock Calendar even began. That was ages ago! How can you still take it seriously?"
"Then do you have a better explanation, brother?"
"Hahaha, not really. But think about it with a little common sense. If she really were