Could they enter the house?
Those words sounded deeply cryptic.
Shi Tiexin looked toward the study's gate. Guanlan Sky Eye, activate!
Buzz—Nian energy flared within his eyes, and the formerly unremarkable courtyard immediately revealed its extraordinary side.
The gate and surrounding walls were covered in drifting motes of light, all of them inscribed spell seals. On closer inspection, few of those seals were offensive or defensive. Most were meant for soundproofing, clearly showing that the master here disliked noise.
Yan Shijie had perhaps imitated him, constantly mouthing phrases like "dislikes noise." In the end, he had tried to paint a tiger and come out looking like a dog—not only failing to look impressive, but also needlessly provoking disgust.
The air of this place, with its solitary courtyard and its owner being the foremost student yet ignoring everything to focus solely on cultivation, was far superior to the likes of Yan Shijie.
Peering through the crack in the gate, they could see a courtyard inside, with a pavilion standing opposite it. The main doors of the pavilion's hall stood wide open, and a vague figure could be seen within.
From his spiritual vision, he could not make out the figure's exact appearance. The person's entire body shone like a white moon hanging high in the sky, looking incredibly formidable.
"Then I shall pay a visit to Lumen's Foremost Sage!"
Shi Tiexin reached out and pressed his hand against the gate. Dense runes immediately surfaced across its surface. They carried an ancient flavor, resembling wind, frost, rain, snow, flying birds, and swimming fish—more like paintings than words.
The runes lit up, and a powerful repulsive force surged from the gate.
Yan Shijie watched from the side with a half-smile, waiting to enjoy the jokes.
Though this gate was not locked, it could