The next day, Ronron brought Alex over to a special location within the center of the palace, two stories underneath, into a basement with thick Qi filling the room. The special room was guarded at every step with various cultivators, making it perhaps one of the most tightly guarded locations in all of the palace.
"All of this just for a single tool?" Alex asked as he walked down the stairs with his daughter.
Ronron could only shrug. "There are other treasures stored in other rooms down here, but yes. This is mostly for just one tool. As far as I understand, this formation-artifact is so old and so complex that no one currently alive can fix it if it breaks. So we have to be careful that no one can just come inside and break things."
Alex chuckled slightly. "Who would do that?" he asked.
"Some gods or sages who may dislike some decisions my master ends up making," Ronron answered with a straight face.
