With Age Comes Cunning

The direction of Zhang Tie and Jin Linglong's flight slowly began to shift, taking them farther away from their own dwelling.

"Junior Sister Jin, although this person's cultivation is currently only at the late Spirit Transformation stage, I suspect that his divine sense strength is definitely far beyond the Nascent Soul stage level. I don't know if he has any means to protect his own divine sense to prevent any divine sense secret techniques -- if so, nod; if not, do nothing."

While flying through the air, Zhang Tie instructed Jin Linglong via Divine Sense Transmission.

Upon hearing these words, Jin Linglong did not make any obvious reaction.

Seeing this, a deep sigh could not help but well up in Zhang Tie's heart, but he skillfully hid this sigh, leaving only an imperceptible trace of a curve at the corners of his lips before plunging back into silence.

However, beneath this surface silence, Zhang Tie's divine sense spread out quietly like a huge spiderweb, swiftly covering the surrounding space and taking the rolling mountain ranges into itself.

Zhang Tie's divine sense shuttled through the mountains, not missing a single corner as he searched carefully for what he needed.

Half an incense stick's time later, Zhang Tie finally discovered the tiger demon's lair behind a protruding, jagged rock halfway up the slope.

The cave entrance was entwined with vines, faintly exuding wisps of foul, stinky demonic aura. His gaze narrowed slightly, and seeing that the tiger demon was only at the second rank of cultivation, he immediately informed Jin Linglong via transmission: "Quickly finish the battle upon entering the cave, and make sure not to let it emit a demonic roar."

Before his voice had even faded, two streaks of light plummeted like shooting stars, instantly vanishing into the cave.

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