Accompanied by Moses, Jared and his companions made their way to a place in Pathfinder Sect known for selling valuable intelligence.
The area was bustling with activity, with numerous individuals queued up for information. While Jared’s group had an appointment scheduled for later in the afternoon, Moses’s influence allowed them to gain swift access.
“Mr. Sutton, what brings you here?” a Pathfinder Sect member inquired, surprised by Moses’ unexpected appearance.
“I’ve come with some friends to inquire about something. Is Mr. Sawyer available?” Moses responded calmly.
“He’s in the room at the back,” the sect member confirmed with a nod.
Acknowledging the information with a slight nod, Moses gestured for Jared and the others to follow him as they proceeded toward the rear of the establishment. Their path remained unimpeded, with no one daring to stop them.
Jared couldn’t help but marvel at the ease with which they navigated through the sect’s premises, recognizing the significant advantage of having influential connections.
Moses led Jared and the others to a secluded room at the back of the establishment. Inside, they found a middle-aged man with a slight frame, dressed in humble, coarse linen, absorbed in writing.
Upon hearing someone enter, the middle-aged man looked up, his expression one of surprise. “Moses, what brings you here? Please, take a seat,” he greeted warmly, rising from his chair swiftly.
“Dillon, I’ve brought some friends with me. We’re in need of your expertise,” Moses explained.
Jared realized then that the unassuming man before him was none other than Dillon Sawyer, an esteemed elder of Pathfinder Sect. It was known that elders of the sect enjoyed considerable wealth and prestige, yet Dillon’s appearance contradicted this notion, his attire suggesting a life of austerity rather than abundance.
Dillon, acknowledging Jared, Trystan, and the others, nodded in greeting. “Please, feel free to inquire about anything. While I may not know everything about the Ethereal Realm, my knowledge of the southern region is comprehensive,” he offered graciously.
“Mr. Chance, allow me to introduce Mr. Sawyer, who’s responsible for gathering intelligence within Pathfinder Sect. He’s an invaluable resource for any inquiries you may have,” Moses introduced Jared to Dillon.
Jared nodded in acknowledgment before turning his attention to Dillon. “Mr. Sawyer, I’m curious about the Lunarius Palace. Are you familiar with it?” he inquired.
“Indeed, I am,” Dillon confirmed with a nod. “The Lunarius Palace is said to have a history spanning thousands of years. It vanished without a trace until approximately six months ago when it reappeared atop Demonia Mountain. Notably, it’s inhabited exclusively by female cultivators.”
Jared’s excitement surged when he heard this information. It aligned with what the holy maiden of the Lunarius Palace had mentioned about the palace’s destruction by demons years ago. It was evident that Dillon possessed considerable knowledge on the matter.
“Mr. Sawyer, could you tell me the current whereabouts of the Lunarius Palace? I’m eager to pay it a visit,” Jared inquired eagerly.
“You want to pay a visit?” Dillon’s gaze flickered with amusement as he regarded Jared with a smile. “Looks like you’re intrigued, too. Ever since the Lunarius Palace reappeared, there have been rumors about the breathtaking beauty of its female cultivators, enticing many young cultivators in hopes of finding companionship. However, they’re all oblivious to the fact that official disciples within the palace are prohibited from romantic entanglements. Only those in the outer circle are allowed. Despite this restriction, countless cultivators flock there, drawn by curiosity and desire.”
Dillon continued, “Pathfinder Sect has established a route to the palace, with airships facilitating travel. Unfortunately, the demand for this route is exceedingly high, and bookings are currently full. If you’re intent on visiting, you may have to wait a few days.”
Jared was astonished by Dillon’s revelations. He hadn’t anticipated that news of the Lunarius Palace would spread so rapidly in just half a year.
Yet upon reflection, it seemed inevitable. With tales of beautiful female cultivators inhabiting the palace spreading far and wide, it was no wonder that countless cultivators were drawn
to it, hoping to witness such beauty firsthand.
Carnal desires are innate, even among cultivators of the Ethereal Realm. Jared mused inwardly, recognizing the universality of such impulses.
“Mr. Sawyer, since the airship is fully booked, could you provide me with directions instead? I’ll find my own way to the Lunarius Palace,” Jared proposed confidently, already formulating plans for his solo journey.
