A distinguished guest had arrived at Cloud Remote Ancient Village.
Bai Yujun saw three figures descend directly onto the roof of the mountainside tower. Then the burly chieftain and that trembling old priest entered as well. It seemed to be a serious matter—Mu Duo had to be present, and everyone of status in the village went up to the top floor.
What a powerful aura. Who had come to visit the village? The presence felt like that of a demonic beast. Suddenly fascinated by what those big shots might be discussing, Bai Yujun's eyes rolled as she casually wandered to the entrance of the tower's ground floor.
She glanced at the top of the tower. Experts had laid down a spell to block all investigation and prevent eavesdropping. Such a barrier could stop spiritual power, divine sense, and every kind of spell from listening in. Even using insects to spy would not work. With the isolation array set up by those mighty beings, only someone of even higher standing could eavesdrop—but someone of that status would have no need to stoop to such a thing.
There were exceptions to everything. If spiritual power and spells would not work, there was still one final method.
The tower had been built against the mountain, entirely from wood joined through mortise-and-tenon construction. The craftsmanship was intricate. It used the finest timber from the Hundred Thousand Mountains and rose more than a dozen stories against the slope, its wooden structure exceptionally hard.
Ordinary villagers were not allowed to enter without permission. Whenever something important happened, it would be discussed inside the tower.
Bai Yujun pretended to lean against the railing and doze off. Both palms rested against a beam as she calmed her mind and sensed the vibrations. Yes, sound created vibrations. Though they