"Junior brother, remember, what you just said, you absolutely, absolutely cannot let Master and the Uncle Masters hear, understand?" the胖师兄 said, lowering his voice and speaking in a hurry.
After finishing, he resumed his peanut-eating posture: "I heard nothing of what was said just now."
"I know, I know."
The junior brother immediately nodded.
As they spoke, someone was climbing the steps.
Generally speaking, their own disciples wouldn't climb the steps so slowly. These steps were prepared for visitors, precisely those ordinary people who knew the location of their mountain gate and wished to become disciples.
These steps were also called the Steps of Sincerity. If anyone wished to become a disciple, and could not even ascend these thousand steps of sincerity, they naturally could not be accepted.
However, this time, there was an unexpected situation.
From the feeling of the two of them, the person approaching on these Steps of Sincerity should be someone at the Divine Realm level.
Such cultivation was already enough to join their Misty Immortal Palace; their Master was also at this cultivation level.
After the clash with the Ning family many years ago, the number of Divine Realm cultivators in their Misty Immortal Palace was far fewer than rumored.
For instance, the handyman disciples who used to guard the gate were definitely at least at the peak of the Bright Heart realm, but these two guarding disciples were only at the peak of the Profound Insight realm.
Currently, from the Palace Master down to their handyman disciples, the Misty Immortal Palace had a total of just over thirty Divine Realm masters.
Among them, only ten had surpassed the Divine Realm.
"Senior brother, may I ask what brings you to our Misty Immortal Palace?" The 胖师兄 immediately stopped his actions, adjusted his appearance, and with the demeanor of a great sect, bowed to the visitor.
The junior brother beside him looked at this gesture with envy.
When would he be able to perform these courtesies as flawlessly as his senior brother? Moreover, with their Master and Uncle Masters, his senior brother was also more favored, sometimes receiving resources that should have gone to him.
He knew this was because his senior brother was more adept at handling people and was more diligent in his tasks. Their talents were similar, so his senior brother naturally garnered more favor.
The person slowly raised their head, and as they did, the two brothers felt pressure.
Those eyes flickered with red light. At this moment, the junior brother seemed to recall something and stared at the person for a long time.
"Senior brother?"
The 胖师兄's hand had already moved to the long sword by his side. This was a sword bestowed by his Master, a precious sword from the Sword Tomb of the Misty Immortal Palace.
That Sword Tomb was where the swords of highly talented disciples of the Misty Immortal Palace were stored after their demise.
He felt that this person was problematic.
The cultivation of the person before him was good at the Divine Realm, but he couldn't sense any life aura from them.
However, the spiritual energy fluctuations were undeniable. He had heard that the Ning family back then had mastered a special technique called "corpse nurturing."
Could this be a zombie nurtured by the Ning family? A Divine Realm zombie, this might rival the legendary uncorruptible bones.
He was ready to draw his Luo Hong sword.
"Senior brother! It's a puppet!" At this moment, his junior brother suddenly exclaimed.