Incense Offerings and Law of Power

The mountain top where the sect's Judgment and Rectification Department was located was called Iron Stone Peak.

This peak was low and stretched like a ridge. It was covered in jet-black stone, dark as ink and resembling black iron, hence the name Iron Stone Peak.

The Judgment and Rectification Department housed the sect's dungeon, with layers upon layers of guards around it. Security was extremely tight.

Not far from the dungeon stood a rather sturdy five-story pavilion.

This pavilion was the headquarters of the Judgment and Rectification Department. The attendants and managers handled their daily affairs here.

Yang Sixuan rarely came to this pavilion. Instead, he lived in an ancient bamboo building amid a bamboo grove in the mountain hollow. The pavilion's daily affairs were usually managed by Yang Yi.

At this moment, in a rather spacious room within the pavilion, Duan Rong sat in a Grand Tutor Chair behind a low table, his calm gaze sweeping across the room.

This had originally been Yang Yi's room. Knowing that Duan Rong, the Deputy Director, was coming, Yang Yi had specially vacated his own room for Duan Rong's use.

At this moment, two figures stood before Duan Rong's low table: Xi Men Kan Kan and Shen Mizhi.

Since Zhu He had sent him to the Judgment and Rectification Department as Deputy Director, he had to have capable hands at his disposal. Although Cloud Floating Peak was busy with affairs, he had still asked for Xi Men Kan Kan.

Xi Men Kan Kan had spent more than two years gaining experience in the Internal History Department and had become quite familiar with the sect's affairs. He was ready to be put to use.

As for Shen Mizhi, she had had nothing much to do at the Lü Family Estate, so Duan Rong