The so-called "Four Directions Lodge" was indeed not far from the imperial palace.
It stood on the western side of the Imperial City, a place specifically for receiving honored guests from other regions.
Though called a lodge, it was actually a separate complex of garden-style buildings. Pavilions and towers were arranged in pleasing order, with rockeries and flowing water dotted among them. Its style was far more refined and tranquil than the imposing grandeur of the neighboring Imperial City.
"Your courtyard is to the north, honored guests. Everything has been prepared. Please follow me."
The attendant led them through a bamboo grove, passing quite a few courtyards along the way.
Voices came from some courtyards, while others were silent. But the auras emanating from within varied in strength, making it clear that many cultivators from different places had already taken up residence here.
After walking for roughly half the time it took to drink a cup of tea, they came upon an even quieter courtyard.
The attendant pushed open the gate. "This is the place. There are plenty of rooms in this courtyard, so you may divide them among yourselves."
He then pointed to a stone well in a corner of the courtyard. "The well draws its water from an underground spiritual vein, and it can be drunk directly. If you need anything else, ring the bronze bell beneath the eaves, and a servant will come."
After explaining this, the attendant bowed again. "If there is nothing else, this humble servant will take his leave."
Xie Changsheng nodded. "Thank you for the trouble."
The attendant turned and left, his footsteps soon fading beyond the bamboo-lined path.
The courtyard grew quiet.
Si Chen casually chose the room in the middle and pushed open the door to take a look. The furnishings