Annoying matters were all resolved.
Shen Ye came to the main entrance of Shan Tang and carefully examined the Runes engraved on the door.
Animated.
Ingenious.
Innate Perfection.
These Runes on the door were interconnected, forming a kind of strength assessment.
People passed in and out every day, unable to escape the detection of the Runes on the door.
Once someone exceeded that limit—
A hidden Spirit Pattern within the door would activate, automatically transmitting a certain message.
Quite interesting!
"What are you looking at?" A voice sounded.
Shen Ye turned around and greeted with clasped hands: "I've seen the Hall Master."
The position of Hall Master in Shan Tang was rotational. After a certain period, a disciple would be sent over from Haoyang Palace to take charge.
This term's Hall Master was a thin, tall Male Cultivator.
"Were you just observing these Runes?"
"These are called Runes?" Shen Ye naively said, "I find these patterns quite beautiful, Hall Master."