With a flick of his finger, Zhu Yao who was covered with a layer of dirt, instantly had her snow-white look restored. As though he was satisfied, the red-clothed man then flew up in the air. However, he did not borrow the use of any mystic tools, as he flew straight towards the Lightning Divine Hall, which was enveloped entirely by lightning bolts in the sky.
Zhu Yao was brought to a beautiful celestial palace, and every corner of the place as though it was carved wholeheartedly by the finest of smiths. The furniture inside were even more exquisite, and could blind a poor person’s eyes. The floor itself was even paved with jade, and the ceiling was carved with a layer of pink flower petals. It was as though, at every moment, the entire place was saying: ‘I’m rich. I’m very rich. I’m exceptionally rich!’
The man brought her to a place which looked like a bedchamber, casually flung her onto the table, before he turned around and entered the inner chamber.