Inside a thatched cottage deep in the bamboo grove, a gloomy green lantern hung from the rafters, casting distorted shadows of two figures on the wall. In the eerie green light, Lin Qingyu's face looked particularly ghastly. Dipping his finger into a cup of tea, he sketched out a floor plan of the Soul-Freeing Hall's medicine repository on the wooden table.
"The repository has three layers of protective seals," Lin Qingyu said in a very low voice, his fingertip tracing three intersecting trails of light across the table. "The first layer is the Nine-Palaces Maze Formation, which can only be passed by following specific footwork."
Chang Baicao narrowed his triangular eyes, his ashen-gray right hand unconsciously rubbing the medicine pouch at his waist. "Go on."
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