"Is this fellow Daoist planning to enter the Eighth Ring? The city entrance fee is five taels of Yin Stone per year."
The guard at the city gate first cupped his hands in a salute, then said to Chu Xiu.
Chu Xiu scrutinized the two; their aura was indeed much higher than the outermost layer of guards, but still far behind the person from the Immortal Palace.
After pondering for a moment, Chu Xiu asked, "I wonder what the minimum entry duration is? Is it one day?"
The guard was taken aback, carefully assessing Chu Xiu, as if understanding something, and asked, "Is the fellow Daoist here to climb the Holy Mountain?"
"I just wish to get a closer look," Chu Xiu said.
The guard bowed once again, "I didn't realize you were a venerable expert, my apologies. If the senior wishes to see, I can have someone escort you over as long as you can withstand the baptism of Death Qi, then there's no need for the city entrance fee."
