Investigation, Part Two

Leaving the manor, Wei He let out a soft breath.

This was his first time meeting an Immortal.

Yet the other party had felt no different from an ordinary old man. He could not sense the existence of psionic power at all.

Perhaps the gap in their psionic power was simply too great, leaving him unable to detect where the other's psionic power lay.

Wei He instinctively felt that, though both were Immortal level, Balrid was likely even stronger than the crimson Nine-Headed Bird.

This old man was probably far from average among Immortals.

What he cared about was not what he could learn. What mattered was gaining this status, then swiftly raising his own strength level. Perhaps that would let him advance more quickly within the Empire.

Only then could he obtain greater security.

Rather than constantly being sent to the front lines as he was now, forced into face-to-face slaughter with the enemy at the drop of a hat.

Before, he had craved going to the front because he needed to devour vast quantities of chaotic will to grow.

But things were different now. His true body was outside, free to grow without restraint.

The shell here only needed to keep using the Star Abyss Eye to raise his status and gain a greater voice. Only then could he conveniently protect his family and himself.

Boarding Longhubo's flying car, Wei He and the other two left the manor and flew back.

"This time, Wei He, you really have to thank Katri," Longhubo said with a smile inside the car.

"It was just a small matter. If Little Wei himself were not outstanding, Professor Bal might not have taken a liking to him.

Don't be fooled by how casually that old man put it, saying he only looked at