Judging from the shape of Bingren's wings, he is probably a butterfly spirit. Speaking of which, he has seen butterfly spirits three times since he came to Zhanghuang Clan. He used to think that the butterfly spirits of Zhanghuang Clan were all of the "Fen" kind, but it seems that this "Bin" kind is also one.
At this moment, Wang Yao finally had a more genuine understanding of the diversity and complexity of the Zhanghuang tribe.
Although riding a donkey wasn't as comfortable as riding a cloud-climbing beast, it was just as stable. Wang Yao didn't feel any discomfort sitting on it. He was just about to take a closer look at Bingren and see what the difference was between her and Fenzhong when he heard Hui Shuo behind him loudly chanting "Amitabha."
Was Hui Shuo startled? Wang Yao blinked, guessing that the donkey, unlike the Cloud-Riding Beast, must have lost its balance in the wind once it was in the air, hence the cry of alarm. He was about to warn Hui Shuo to be careful, and if he was really scared, to hold onto the donkey's neck, when he saw Bing Ren suddenly accelerate.
"Immortal, please forgive me, I'll go check on the deputy envoy." Bingren called out to Wang Yao, flapped his wings rapidly, and quickly flew behind Wang Yao. Wang Yao was riding backwards on the donkey's back, and couldn't see what was happening behind his head at all. He had no idea how Bingren had managed to calm Hui Shuo down.
“I’ve ridden this before, I’ve ridden this before…” After Bing Ren flew over, Hui Shuo muttered a few words and then fell silent, which put Wang Yao at ease.
Not long after they started flying, the donkey began to descend. Wang Yao looked down and saw a wide square below him. He thought to himself, "We've probably arrived at the airport."
However, this airport was very different from the airports in the human world that Wang Yao had seen. It was much smaller than the airports in the human world, without a long runway or a control tower. There was only a huge palace-like building on the south side of the square, and the center of the square was now densely packed with people.
At a glance, Wang Yao estimated there were at least three or four thousand Zhanghuang clansmen in the square. He was surprised; wasn't it supposed to be a group of only a hundred? Had Commander Lang changed his mind and given them a group of a thousand? And with all these people standing in the square, where were the planes? How were they supposed to fly?
Before he could voice his doubts, the donkey had already landed slowly on the square. Wang Yao turned around and saw that Zhuang Sha, who had arrived earlier, had returned to his human form and was running over.
"Please, Special Envoy, Deputy Envoy, and Immortal, board the special plane," Zhuang Sha called out.
Tongxuan Daxian nodded, gestured to Wang Yao and Huishuo, and led the two towards the palace-like building on the south side of the square. A small group of people in the square also ran towards them in neat formation.
Wang Yao sized up the Zhanghuang people who had come over and found that they were the Mangzhong warriors and Binzhong maids of the Hundred-Man Group. He couldn't help but wonder what race the remaining thousands of Zhanghuang people in the square were and why they were standing there as well.
However, Zhuang Sha and Bing Ren had already led their warriors and maids to catch up, so Wang Yao could no longer stop and watch. He had no choice but to hurry up and catch up with the Great Immortal Tong Xuan ahead. He saw that there were also some people standing in front of the palace gate. When they saw Tong Xuan and the others land, they all came to greet them.
Wang Yao saw that the leader was the Second Elder he had met in the landing square, followed by a group of guys, all with their heads held high, looking like high-ranking members of the Zhang Huang clan.
"Elder, I have been entrusted by Master Lang to come and respectfully escort the special envoy and the immortals to the Yi Clan." The Second Elder called out loudly before they even arrived.
"Thank you very much, Second Elder. This... I am always grateful for your hospitality!" Tongxuan Daxian greeted the Second Elder politely.
"Not at all, Elder, you've worked so hard for the Zhanghuang clan, it's only right that I see you off. Lord Yue Lao, our Zhanghuang clan has relied on you in many ways, please take good care of us!" The Second Elder came over to be polite to Wang Yao again, and Wang Yao casually replied with a few perfunctory words.
After the Second Elder, a young man with a gloomy face gave Wang Yao a perfunctory greeting. Then, one by one, the high-ranking members of the Zhanghuang Clan came over, and Wang Yao couldn't figure out who these guys were.
After all, the Great Immortal Tongxuan was also busy. Without his introduction, and without these guys introducing themselves to Wang Yao, it's likely that even if they had, Wang Yao probably wouldn't have bothered to remember them.
He just nodded haphazardly, managing to deal with the group of people the Second Elder had brought. Then, Tongxuan and the Second Elder exchanged a few more polite words before Tongxuan led everyone straight into the palace.
The palace was quite large. Although it was only four stories high, Wang Yao estimated that it was not much smaller than a seven- or eight-story building in the human world.
Upon entering the hall, he discovered that the first floor alone was several thousand square meters in size and three or four meters high. Apart from a few load-bearing pillars, the first floor was completely empty, without even a single statue of a deity, let alone tables and chairs.
As Wang Yao was wondering, he saw the Great Immortal Tongxuan gesture for him and Hui Shuo to go to the center of the main hall. Zhuang Sha and Bing Ren followed, while the other members of the warrior group and maid group stood around the main hall, surrounding them in the middle.
Just as they stood still, they heard a "clattering" sound under their feet, and the ground slowly rose up, as if they were riding a carless elevator. Wang Yao watched the scenery around him change, feeling as if he had passed through two empty rooms before rising into a garden.
This must be the fourth floor of the palace. Wang Yao stopped and looked around. He found that the garden was actually a circular hall with open sides, but it was filled with green plants. Even the intricately patterned ceiling was covered with lush green branches and leaves, which hung loosely down.
Inside the hall, several rock formations resembling stalagmites stand scattered about, covered in lush greenery. The plants intertwine and interlock between the rock formations and between the rock formations and the roof of the hall, making one feel as if they are under an overly dense grape trellis.
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