Earlier, he had shaken the turtle shell and gotten two tails and one head.
Inauspicious!
He had thought communication had simply gone poorly. Now it seemed the other party had never intended to communicate with him at all.
Looking at it now, the divination had indeed been accurate.
Wu Heng stood before the Demon Soul Pot and continued, "You can't stay cooped up in there forever. Come out and chat. I'll let you out for a walk too."
The Demon Soul Pot still gave no response.
She really hated him to death. She was unwilling to speak to him now, much less tell him about Ancient Skills.
After rambling before the Demon Soul Pot for a while without getting any reaction from the wraith, he put the Demon Soul Pot away.
Then he returned to his room to rest.
In the blink of an eye, three days passed.
Accompanied by the elven Array Master, Wu Heng led the maids from his household into the newly arranged Training Ground.
The first thing they saw was the floor paved with Lapis Lazuli. The polished stone slabs retained their natural textures and feel, reflecting a faint glow.
Four thick Stone Pillars stood in the room's four corners.
Their exact material was unclear, but they looked as though they had been carved from whole blocks of granite, their surfaces covered in intricate array patterns.
The moment they stepped into the Training Ground, they could feel a special power filling the entire room. It was as if their movements faced greater resistance, while their senses were also restricted.
It was also the first time the maids had come to inspect the Training Ground's setup.
They whispered among themselves in the back.
The elven Array Master stood straight, one hand behind his back, and explained