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Chen Xiaojun pushed open the door to Chen Hong's quiet room and got straight to the point. "Grand Elder, did you sense the breakthrough fluctuation from that Super Martial Soul just now? Was it great-grandaunt?"
At those words, Chen Hong rose and focused, silently sensing for a moment. A trace of helplessness flickered across his brow; he had not caught the spatial fluctuation Chen Xiaojun had described.
This was not surprising. Lu Xueqi's martial soul, the "Heavenly Zenith Divine Sword," was entirely different from the Chen Clan's inherited "Seven Kill Sword."
Although the Lu Family originated from the Chen Clan's Water Lineage and shared the same source as Chen Hong, that blood connection, already distant with the passing of many years, was ultimately not enough to let him sense a resonance when separated by the fundamental difference between their martial souls.
However, a sharp gleam suddenly burst from his eyes. "From what you've said, and from the nature of that fluctuation, there's a good eighty or ninety percent chance it was Master!"
There was solid basis for this judgment.
Just over ten days ago, when Chen Hong had personally gone to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well to report to Chen Zixiu, Lu Xueqi had already entered seclusion. (It was Chen Menglin who had gone to report the pursuit of the Luo family uncle and nephew.)
Lu Xueqi had been at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well for three months, cultivating all along in one of the eight little springs drawn out from it—the one filled entirely with ice spring water.
Day and night, she endured the bone-piercing extreme cold and heavy pressure of the ice spring water, diligently circulating the