The weather in Yangcheng warmed quickly, as did the weather in Changping Prefecture.
The warm spring breeze carried not a single trace of chill. Dressed in a light blue robe with a Jade Pendant Gourd at his waist and a folding fan in hand, Gu Zhao truly had the air of an ancient Scholar.
He first checked in with the Daoists scattered across Changping Prefecture. They were busy performing acts of Righteousness and Heroism, slaying Demons and Ghosts, and he was glad to hear all was well.
He then felt the streams of Evil Qi periodically sent from the Five Thunders Order within his Sea of Consciousness. The energy was supplementing his own cultivation, and he was on the verge of condensing his second Thunder Seed.
Finally, he toured Daluo Palace. He saw that the Incense in the main courtyard was flourishing, construction in the side courtyards was proceeding rapidly, a steady stream of pilgrims ascended the mountain, and the Daoists within the palace all attended to their duties.
