A quarter of an hour later, Governor drove the carriage to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
At last, the carriage stopped before a towering mountain gate.
Unlike an ordinary gate, it had been exquisitely carved entirely from white marble. Six meters tall and eight meters wide, every detail spoke of extraordinary grandeur and luxury.
Sunlight fell upon the white marble, reflecting dazzling rays until the entire gate shone with a brilliant radiance.
This was more than just a mountain gate; it was a symbol of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's immense wealth. Its reputation as the richest sect on the Douluo Continent was well deserved.
Through the carriage window, Chen Xuanqing carefully surveyed his surroundings. Even the two guards at the entrance were formidable Soul Ancestor experts.
Although the carriage's luxury stunned them, both remained vigilant and stepped forward to block its path.
"Who are you? These are the restricted grounds of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. You cannot park here at will," one guard said sternly.
Chen Xuanqing smiled faintly. Rather than stepping out, he lifted the carriage curtain, poked his head out, and shouted, "Sect Master Ning, Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo! I, Chen Xuanqing, have come to pay you a visit!"
His voice rang out loud and clear, echoing across the open space before the mountain gate.
He had clearly done this deliberately.
Chen Xuanqing wanted not only those within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to know he had arrived, but everyone to know that Chen Xuanqing, the Spirit Hall's Son of God, had personally visited today and enjoyed a pleasant conversation with Ning Fengzhi and the others.
Once this news spread, it would surely plant seeds of suspicion in certain people's hearts.
The guard furrowed his brow and barked, **"You insolent madman! Do