'I need to test this when I get the chance.' Lu Sheng recalled the golden feathers. His power obviously increased after this series of events, but he didn't know by how much exactly.
He stood up and looked down on his robes, realized it was filled with holes, and let out a small laugh. Then he walked up to the door and knocked on a hidden compartment.
"Bring me a robe."
"Yes, Sir!"
Soon, a disciple delivered a white-golden robe. Lu Sheng put it on, and opened the stone door.
Only the female disciple from before was waiting quietly outside. As he looked around, the hallways of the palace were all empty and quiet. Clearly, most people had gone to the frontlines to battle the Devil Calamity.
"Prefectural Sect Master," the girl greeted him respectfully.
"Where is everyone else?" Lu Sheng asked casually.