"The arm of Miss Zhang that I secretly cut off really came in handy!"
Zhu Zhengwei lay limp at the entrance of the Daoist Palace, laughing bitterly, "The restrictions of the Daoist Palace's gate indeed sense the owner's aura, allowing it to be used as a key to open the door... using her hand, it truly sensed the owner's aura."
He was making a high-stakes gamble with his life!
He wagered that the restrictions of the Saint Daoist Palace would recognize the Saint's soul imprint to open it.
After all, most powerful beings' abodes rely on recognizing aura to be opened; if it's not the owner's aura, forcibly intruding would trigger terrifying restrictions.
Yet with the seven Saint Daoist Palaces, even if no one was home, how could he steal?
No matter how astonishing the wealth, he still could not steal it, he couldn't enter!
However, the owner of one of these Daoist Palaces, Miss Zhang, was right next to him, traveling incognito...
Thus, Zhu Zhengwei had a bold idea.
