Chu Liezhao turned to look at Leng Tieya, then extended his palm.
Leng Tieya extended his palm as well.
Their palms met, and a faint glow suddenly arose.
Seven-colored radiance streamed from the gap between their palms, shimmering in a kaleidoscope of light.
A moment later, their palms separated.
Chu Liezhao drew a door of light and stepped through it, returning the next instant to the underground Scripture Repository Hall.
Inside the Scripture Repository Hall, rows upon rows of bookshelves stood filled, neat and solemn.
Night pearls bathed the hall in light, keeping it as bright as day.
At the center of the hall was an open space ten meters across, laid with a white carpet and furnished with three golden prayer cushions.
Two elderly men sat there cross-legged.
They opened their eyes, sharp glimmers flickering within them, and glanced in Chu Liezhao's direction before closing them again.
Chu Liezhao paid them no mind and continued reading the martial arts notes he had not finished earlier.
He too would leave martial arts notes here in the future, recording his insights into cultivating the Immeasurable Light Sutra to aid those who came after him.
These martial arts notes were immensely beneficial. After reading them, he felt as though his horizons had broadened tremendously.
This was the foundation of profound heritage.
After reading more than a dozen records of martial insights, he set them down, drew a door of light, and stepped through.
The next moment, he returned to the Prince Consort's Mansion.
Li Miaotan was still there in the Prince Consort's Mansion.
The two discussed the marriage alliance between the two dynasties.
Li Miaotan approved of his approach: enter seclusion to cultivate and help neither side.
Let the Imperial Court settle the Imperial Court's affairs. The two of them would not