"Master is busy, please come in."

"Are you busy?"

Cang Jue followed Dongfang Jue into the Immortal Palace. Like everyone else who was entering the Lingxian Palace for the first time, he marveled in his heart that this Immortal Palace was probably the only one of its kind in the world!

With such abundant spiritual energy, it's no wonder that both disciples are able to grow up so well!

"Yes, Master is cooking. Senior Sister and Elder went to help Master."

"With such a grand immortal palace like yours, don't you have any servants? Why does Sect Leader Su have to cook for you personally?"

Dongfang Jue just felt that Cang Jue was a bit brain-dead. A servant?

"How could Master let just anyone in for the safety of his personal disciples?"

Though he was somewhat lenient with his words, what Dongfang Jue really wanted to say was: You don't know anything! Do you think this is your home? And you call yourself a servant?

Although it's hard to believe, Lingxian Palace mostly follows the principle of equality for all, whether it's between disciples or between masters and disciples.

Her master was not aloof or superior; he was approachable, which Dongfang Jue liked very much, as it made her feel comfortable.

This is not about being unruly or disrespectful; the rules are not in daily life, but in specific actions, like the daily greetings that have become a routine.

Even when Ye Qinghan was not around, Li Shiyao would still help her wash up and greet her master.

Dongfang Jue didn't know what his master was thinking, but it seemed that his master didn't find anything unusual. It was as if all people were born equal, and even the third disciple who hadn't entered the sect was treated the same.

"Are you Dongfang Jue?"

"Yes, I am Master's third disciple."

As the air was filled with ethereal fragrance, the celestial palace was also filled with sweet aromas, which attracted Bai Tao, who had come to enjoy the scent—it was mealtime.

"This is?"