From the cultivators working in the mine, Wu Qi picked eight of them as his disciples, who were all Heaven Immortals. He had them dressed in a similar fashion, a black Daoist robe, and brought them with him to the Miao Ying Palace. With the medallion given to him by Goddess Miao Xin, he was able to enter the palace without any problem. Led by a few disciples of Miao Ying Palace, he came all the way before the door of a side hall, which Lu Buwei had made as his residence.
The side hall was gruesomely lit by some green ghost flames. When Wu Qi set his foot before the door, he felt a chilly breeze caressing his face, which almost wiped out the thread of life force in his body. The Eight Heaven Immortals that followed behind him shuddered, glancing around with fear. One after another, they lowered their heads as if they were some brides who were bullied by their mother-in-law, standing gingerly behind Wu Qi and daring not to take any unnecessary steps.
