The next day,
A young maid in a light blue robe led them to the State Preceptor's private pavilion.
Lucian followed close behind, with Iris, Sylvia, Nysa, and Eris trailing him.
After they had walked for twenty breaths, they reached a wooden door carved with cranes dancing among clouds.
"Venerable State Preceptor is waiting inside," said a thin guard beside the door, bowing before he opened it.
As they stepped inside, a surge of Spiritual Energy hit them, invigorating their spirits.
Immediately Lucian's eyes swept across the room.
The walls were lined with paintings of ancient spiritual beasts and wars from past eras.
Along the north wall stood bookshelves packed with jade scrolls and books, each radiating faint Spiritual Energy.
With many shelves holding Spiritual Treasures, each with a unique aura, the room felt more like a small treasury than a meeting hall.
