Palatial!

This was Lu Yun and Qing Han’s instinctive assessment of Jadeite Manor. The very ambience of the place oozed immortality. Every rock, pebble, leaf, and flower in the garden was intricately sculpted from exotic and expensive ores and spirit herbs.  

“I… think this ten billion was well spent!” Qing Han gasped in amazement with every turn she made.

Lu Yun wasn’t as engrossed by the surroundings. Tossing out a few formation disks to cloister off the space, he summarily put his Formation Orb atop the disguised girl’s head.

“We’re doing it here?” Qing Han blinked.

“Yes, here,” Lu Yun nodded. “This manor belonged to someone else, I’m not about to trust it so easily.”

Although there were...