A Certain Jin's Ruthless Hand at Destroying Flowers

Seeing no abnormalities along the way, and with few people around, Yuan Ming and King Kong quickened their pace and soon arrived outside a residence named Qingchun Garden.

This was a temporary dwelling for visiting cultivators, with woods and lakes interwoven within, mist curling through the air, and several cave residences scattered about.

Three days earlier, he had once again used Black Incense to confirm that the three members of the Suxian Sect and Fairy Yun Luo were staying inside.

Restrictions had been set around Qingchun Garden, but they were only fourth-grade.

"Is this the place? I could smash through this kind of restriction with one punch." King Kong raised his fist, itching to give it a try.

"Wait. Let me check the situation inside first." Yuan Ming shook his head, muttering an incantation as he flicked his finger.

A white ball of light appeared, flashing continuously. It was the Round Light Technique.

Yuan Ming had mastered this technique back on the Yunhuang Continent. Over the years, he had also spent some time practicing it during his leisure hours and had become quite proficient. Its detection range now extended twenty or thirty li.

A few breaths later, an image appeared within the orb. It seemed to be a secret chamber. Fairy Yun Luo sat quietly on a stone chair, her hands and feet shackled, still unconscious.

The worry Yuan Ming had been holding onto finally eased. Three days had passed, and he had originally feared that their movements might have changed. Since Fairy Yun Luo was still here, that was naturally for the best. They had not made another fruitless trip.

With a thought, he shifted the Round Light Technique's viewpoint to other parts of the cave residence, and his brows soon furrowed.

"Master, has something changed?" King Kong asked