Yu Xuan stepped into the building and was immediately greeted by a glowing inscription on a floating plaque:
[Pay 100 Sect Points Here for a Week] which suspiciously looked like a QR code.
Not bothering to overthink it, he casually tapped his medallion against the glowing symbol. A faint chime rang, and a moment later, 100 Sect Points deducted from his balance.
There was no mention of extended stays. For now, a week would do.
As he stepped deeper into the hall, Yu Xuan noticed how the interior defied spatial logic — it was far larger than the exterior had led him to believe.
The place exuded spatial refinement, likely built by formation or a space expert.
Approaching the reception counter, he was met with a rather unexpected sight: a bald, purple-skinned disciple with a massive build and surprisingly delicate glasses perched on his nose.
He was seated comfortably, absorbed in a thick book titled "Philosophy of Cosmic Balance and Constructs: Volume VI."
