As he was mulling it over,
Suddenly,
Zhou Huaian's gaze passed over the crowd and landed on Wu Ming, who stood inconspicuously among the patrol officers. As though he had noticed something, a flicker of surprise crossed his face.
He paced over to Wu Ming, gave him a once-over, and said,
"When did you achieve it?"
Hearing Zhou Huaian's words, Wu Ming knew that Zhou Huaian had seen through the changes brought by his Second Blood Forging. He respectfully saluted Zhou Huaian and said, "Reporting to you, sir, it was not long ago. I have been consolidating my realm lately."
Martial arts were overt, while Daoist arts were hidden.
Martial cultivation realms were fundamentally difficult to conceal. Perhaps just after a breakthrough, one could restrain one's Blood Qi and keep others from noticing.
But as time passed, the transformed Blood Qi stimulated the meridians throughout the body and gradually tempered the physique, making the changes increasingly apparent. After Second Blood Forging, once the skin and flesh had grown stronger, even one's movements naturally became subtly different.
Such subtle changes might be difficult for ordinary people to detect, but not for martial artists—especially a Third Blood Forging expert like Zhou Huaian. With his sharp eyes, there was no way he could fail to notice.
As Wu Ming and Zhou Huaian's exchange came to an end,
Everyone present immediately turned their eyes toward Wu Ming again. Shi Zhenbang, Fu Jinsong, and the others all revealed traces of surprise, while the patrol officers standing near Wu Ming wore varied expressions.
Wu Ming had joined the Night Patrol Division several months ago, and everyone here knew his circumstances. They knew he was not yet twenty and had completed his First Blood Forging less than a year ago.
Second Blood Forging within a year?
That