At that moment, everyone's gaze settled on Hong Xiaoshan again.
"Master?" Qi Song seized on the crucial title Hong Xiaoshan had used.
"Yes, the master-the master of Heavenly Cloud Mountain. It lives here now."
Murong Ye exclaimed in surprise, "You mean that voice that never shows its face and only releases white mist?"
Hong Xiaoshan frowned unhappily. "The master won't be pleased if you talk about it like that!"
"Will there be any serious consequences if your master is displeased?"
Hong Xiaoshan gave Murong Ye a strange look. "Nothing particularly serious. It'll just throw out every last one of your magic treasures. As for spirit induction, forget it. Forget it for the rest of your life."
Murong Ye wisely shut his mouth.
Su Jiu, however, had another thought. The master of Heavenly Cloud Mountain? If Heavenly Cloud Mountain really was just a magic treasure, wouldn't its master be equivalent to its artifact spirit?
Little Green seemed to perceive her thoughts. Its voice slowly rang out in Su Jiu's sea of consciousness. "Stop guessing. It is the artifact spirit."
Su Jiu found this rather thrilling. The artifact spirit of a semi-immortal artifact... What rank would that be in the Azure Realm...?
At the same time, she understood why the owner of this magic treasure had left it drifting outside the Azure Realm. Once placed within the Azure Realm, it would likely disrupt some balance belonging to the Heavenly Dao.
When that happened, the first to refuse to let this magic treasure off would be this world's Heavenly Dao.
Even its artifact spirit would probably be blasted apart by heavenly thunder.
Thus, the owner of Heavenly Cloud Mountain had truly gone to painstaking lengths to repay those in the Azure Realm who had helped him.
As they continued waiting, everyone tacitly steered