With this item in hand, the expedition against the Demon Tribe is already in an invincible position, even if faced with a Nascent Soul cultivator, he could maneuver for a while.
Zhang Yan glanced left and right, feeling somewhat lonely with only himself for company, and the place could not be left unattended if he were to leave the palace, so after some thought, he picked up a pen and wrote a Flying Book to send out.
Before long, Shang Shang arrived with more than ten maids and Powerful Warriors, paying respects to him upon entering the hall. Then they dispersed, lighting the incense burner, raising the Bright Pearl curtains, sprinkling Qing Dew, and after diligently tidying up, the cold emptiness of the main hall was swept away, replaced with warm coziness.
