Where does that wicked woman get her conscience?

Chapter 303 Offering

Upon hearing the sound, the members of the transport team immediately took their positions, and the atmosphere became very tense.

Among the crowd, Bai Ze's figure was clearly visible.

He mingled among the guards, his black armor making him look slightly awkward, and he kept looking around.

Why hasn't Guan Xun returned yet? The time for offering sacrifices is fast approaching, and if he's any later, we'll miss it.

He thought that if he didn't see anyone before entering the upper pavilion, he would sneak away from the group.

The people inside are all incredibly powerful; it's impossible to send a mere mythical beast like him to rescue that giant snake all by himself.

He can't do that.

Since Guan Xun left to gain experience, Bai Ze has been living a comfortable and carefree life in the True Inheritance Hall, spending his days either cultivating or strolling around.

But then he thought again that Guan Xun was going to Shangju Pavilion to rescue Chi Rong, and he would definitely have to go with him. But Shangju Pavilion was heavily guarded and ordinary people could not get in at all.

Since the transport team was limited to members of the True Inheritance Hall, after much thought, he simply infiltrated the escorting guards.

This is the safest way to go to the Upper Pavilion right now, although he doesn't know if he can even get in.

At noon, the sun was high in the sky.

The golden sunlight was so bright it was hard to open one's eyes, and the ground was scorching hot.

The black and gold carriage outside the True Inheritance Hall had already started moving, its wheels rolling over the bluestone road with a dull thud, and it was about to leave.

Just at the critical moment, a figure swept through the city with a sharp gust of wind and landed steadily in front of the convoy.

The caravan was shocked, thinking that someone had dared to hijack the carriage, and immediately they all picked up their magical weapons to prepare to fight back.

"Am I late? It seems I just made it."

A playful laugh, tinged with a weary, crisp quality, echoed through the street.

Everyone was stunned and looked at the newcomer, their faces filled with astonishment.

She wasn't a robber, she was a prostitute.

"Xun'er?!" Zhuge Tianxia's face instantly lit up with wild joy, and he strode forward to greet him.

Guan Xun nodded slightly and waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to come over: "Aren't we about to open the pavilion? Let's get down to business first."

"Good, good, you're right." Zhuge Tianxia suppressed his elation and nodded repeatedly, pacing back and forth, waiting for the group to disappear into the distance so he could go back and report the good news to his wife.

Guan Xun darted into the transport team in a flash, his gaze landing precisely on Xuan Hei: "Team Leader."

Xuanhei frowned slightly, clearly displeased with her timing, but still nodded and said in a deep voice, "Continue on your way."

The convoy started again and headed towards Shangjuge.

"Guan Xun, Guan Xun!"

Suddenly, Bai Ze's spiritual transmission reached Guan Xun's ears. Guan Xun looked in the direction of the voice and caught sight of Bai Ze mixed in with the group. He was slightly surprised at first, then his eyes lit up and he laughed, "You're pretty smart, you knew to come along."

"Tch." Bai Ze said matter-of-factly, "Didn't you say you were going to save that giant snake? How could I not help? I have to see how badly that guy has been tortured. It must be terrible for him to be captured."

Upon hearing this, Guan Xun chuckled.

Yeah, I wonder how Chi Rong is doing, but as long as he's not dead, that's good.

Bai Ze scrutinized her closely, then gasped in shock, his eyes wide with horror. Even his spiritual transmission trembled slightly: "What's going on with your cultivation level? In just over a year, it has increased to such a terrifying level. You didn't use some kind of secret technique to forcibly boost your strength, did you?"

Guan Xun casually replied, "Talent."

"..." Bai Ze pouted, "Fine."

……

Shangjuge stands majestically in the very center of Zhongtan Holy City, like an ancient behemoth.

At its core is a giant tower, its entire body composed of interwoven black and red colors, covered with dense ancient patterns that flow with a dull luster.

The towering pagoda soars into the clouds, its end nowhere in sight.

Even just the exposed half of the tower is enough to be awe-inspiring.

Every few moments, a visible ripple would spread out from the center of the tower, causing the surrounding air to tremble slightly wherever the ripple passed.

The closer you get, the more obvious the tremors become. You can hear a buzzing sound in the surrounding area, and even the light appears somewhat distorted.

This miraculous phenomenon is precisely what people are saying about the protection of holy light.

The giant tower is surrounded by towering walls, layer upon layer, twelve in total.

Each wall was the same color as the giant tower, and the walls were hundreds of feet high and more than ten feet thick.

Outside the smooth wall, spirit masters were densely packed, dressed in uniform robes, their eyes sharp as eagles, scanning every inch of land and every person who passed by.

The security was so tight that it was baffling.

There are several heavy gates on the wall, located in different directions. They are usually closed, but they are slowly opened only when offerings are made to receive the transport teams.

The transport teams from the three main halls are currently converging on the Upper Residence Pavilion from three different directions.

The transport team from the True Transmission Hall was located on the northwest side.

Guan Xun was calmly observing his surroundings, his brows furrowing more and more as he looked.

As the transport team passed through the streets, most of the people along the way had already evacuated. Only a few people were kneeling and prostrating themselves on the ground on both sides of the road, their heads bowed tightly, not daring to even breathe loudly, respectfully seeing the team off. No one dared to look up.

The majesty of the emperor, with a single word, could make all living beings bow down and submit.

After traveling for an unknown period of time, the convoy finally arrived at the outskirts of Shangjuge.

As the leader, Xuanhei stepped forward first and handed a pass bearing the emblem of the True Inheritance Hall to the gatekeeper.

The man expressionlessly accepted the token, carefully verified it, and then raised his hand to unleash a burst of spiritual energy towards the convoy. The spiritual energy transformed into a light screen that enveloped the entire convoy.

A moment later, the light screen dissipated, and the man waved to signal the heavy door to be opened.

"This is...an inspection?" Guan Xun murmured.

Xuan Hei, who was beside him, heard clearly. He nodded, his face full of caution: "The twelve outer walls of Shangju Pavilion are heavily guarded. The spirit masters guarding each gate will carefully verify the pass and conduct a rigorous inspection of every item in the caravan."

“Miss, you may not know this, but Shangju Pavilion scans every single crystal black liquid, leaving no room for even the slightest error.” Someone chimed in.

Upon hearing this, Guan Xun raised an eyebrow; the level of strictness was truly beyond her expectations.

The delivery team kept stopping and starting as it passed through the gates.

The extremely tedious inspection took up a lot of time. By the time they passed through the last door, the blazing sun, which had been high in the sky, had begun to slant slightly to the west, casting long shadows on the ground.

And the towering, black and red Shangjuge Tower, so tall that its top could not be seen, finally appeared before everyone's eyes without any obstruction.

As soon as I crossed the last huge threshold, an indescribable sense of oppression suddenly came over me.

The oppressive aura emanated from the tower itself, carrying an ancient and sinister presence that seemed intent on crushing one's soul.

The ripples spreading across the tower swept over Guan Xun, causing the surging spiritual energy in her meridians to stagnate for a moment, and then drawing away some of the spiritual power from her body.

Immediately afterwards, she suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of relaxation, so comfortable that she shuddered.

She was surprised; could this be the protection of the Holy Light?

It wasn't very noticeable from the outside, but now that we're close to the giant tower, we can clearly feel that this so-called protection comes at the cost of draining our spiritual energy.

Guan Xun glanced around and, finding that they didn't react much, frowned.

Are these people used to it, or are they simply unaware?

After observing for a moment, she confirmed her guess: none of these people had noticed anything.