Half a month later, one morning.
Chen Mu threw back the thin blanket and sat up in bed.
Out of habit, he activated the True Hearing Technique, then froze on the spot.
The rustle of leaves brushing together, the whoosh of the breeze threading through the air, the crack of dead branches snapping—all of it was so familiar.
Yet beneath those familiar sounds was an additional faint, barely perceptible hum.
It was not loud, yet it filled every direction.
Curiously, he followed one of those humming vibrations to the window.
A brilliant blue butterfly rested quietly on the gray window frame.
As though sensing Chen Mu approach, the butterfly slowly spread its wings.
The blue striped patterns upon them became ever more vivid and beautiful.
"Life..."
A sudden realization surfaced in Chen Mu's mind.
That vibrating hum was not an ordinary sound, but the Qi Mechanism unique to life itself!
His gaze followed the startled butterfly as it flew into the distance.
Within that emerald sea of trees, countless humming vibrations of different pitches overlapped without becoming disorderly, blending into a strange harmony!
Chen Mu could not help looking toward the Gray Wall.
True Hearing Technique: 1/10000/Tier 7;
Just as expected!
The Tier 7 True Hearing Technique could not only hear sounds in the ordinary sense; it could also miraculously hear the sounds of individual living beings.
Secret Arts could distort sight and conceal sound, but they could not hide the rhythm unique to life.
"Dean Qing, heh..."
Early the next morning.
Chen Mu wolfed down breakfast and headed straight for the Scripture Hall.
The moment he entered, he spotted Qing Lu.
As usual, the man sat behind the counter, expressionlessly flipping through the book in his hands.
With some apprehension, Chen Mu activated the True Hearing