The members of the Naxian Alliance immediately broke into smiles. They offered their hurried thanks, then tactfully took their leave.
Before leaving, they also remembered to take the young Daoist acolyte with them.
After confirming that there was no one else in the courtyard, one of the four handmaidens produced an ancient, unadorned seal wreathed in gray mist. A hazy, rosy light immediately burst forth, instantly cloaking the entire courtyard and ensuring no one outside could peer in.
'Father Emperor had me search for the Half-Immortal Zhenren. What was it for? Could it be for this brocade pouch?'
'Did the Half-Immortal Zhenren know I was coming, and so prepared this pouch for me? Or is there some other reason?'
Stroking the brocade pouch in her hand, Emperor Xia's dark brows furrowed slightly beneath her Bronze Mask.
Dragon Energy emanated from her slender, jade-like hand and swept over the pouch. The Restriction placed upon it immediately dissipated.
