The one who opened the door was White Officer.
"Good, put it over there," Xu Xuan said without looking back, pointing to the open space beside him.
"Yes!"
White Officer set down the object and exited the Bronze Great Hall.
He took the path toward his own dwelling.
It was a Glazed Crystal Palace with a pure gold roof, standing at the edge of a cliff, often surrounded by flying cranes.
The Bronze Great Hall was the core of Mount Qiyun, and the heart of the Fifteen Domains of the Daoist Sect was exactly here.
Passing through a bamboo forest, a Golden Crow and a Red Dragon frolicked and romped, while a Peony shook its head in resignation nearby; now and then, disciples were seen practicing their techniques on the path.
"Director Du Gong!"
"Daozhang is merciful!"
The disciples he passed greeted him respectfully, and White Officer nodded amiably.
