Wei He did not choose a fixed location for his sense-fixation. Instead, he prepared all manner of things along the way.
Zhou Muqing assisted him from the side.
He intended to begin sense-fixation on the road to the border garrison point, saving quite a bit of time that way.
In any case, fully activating his heightened senses would not consume much Returning True Force.
The two of them were in no hurry as they traveled, merely proceeding at an unhurried, steady pace.
Wei He activated his heightened senses, intending to use his eyes and hands as the focal points to directly complete his first sense-fixation. That would be faster as well.
The closer they came to the Haizhou border, the warmer the temperature became, and the snowfields began to melt.
One day, the two reached a county town along the way.
After entering the town, they casually found an eatery, took their seats, and ordered some food.
Wei He was dressed like a wandering martial artist, wearing a bamboo hat that concealed his face.
After sitting down and casually ordering a few dishes, he looked around and sensed that the atmosphere was somewhat unusual.
The eatery was not large, with two floors.
There were six tables on the first floor, most of them occupied.
At that moment, people were vaguely talking behind Zhou Muqing's seat. When they saw Wei He and Zhou Muqing sit down, the voices at that table immediately dropped considerably.
Ordinary people might not have been able to hear such voices clearly, but to a master like Wei He, it was no different from hearing them read aloud in front of him.
"This is already the third incident this month. Three families have been wiped out, not even chickens or dogs left alive. The walls were covered