By the wooden corridor outside the eastern courtyard of Feng'an City's City Lord's Mansion.
Lu Liang lounged crookedly on a meditation cushion, leaning against the long low table beside him. He sipped tea leisurely while staring at the storybook in his hand.
Thirteenth Uncle sat opposite him with a grave expression. "Young Master, we've tried everything. Whether actively or passively, we can't reveal any information about the Heavenly Demon Spirit Seed to outsiders."
"It feels like a seed has been planted deep in our hearts. Any information unfavorable to that person, we instinctively don't want others to know."
"This person's Divine Ability is truly rather sinister."
Lu Liang remained calm, as though he had expected this. He filled Thirteenth Uncle's teacup, then asked, "Thirteenth Uncle, have you observed the starry sky brought by the Spirit Seed?"
"I haven't investigated that. I only know that every star represents a secret art. Has Young Master discovered something?" Thirteenth Uncle shook his head. These past few days, he had been focused on finding ways to send information outside and had not given it much thought.
Moreover, he found the other party's Divine Ability strange and feared the pitch-black sky curtain that had appeared in his consciousness, so he had not examined it closely.
"At first, I thought it was merely bait." Lu Liang played with his jade-white teacup, a flash of surprise appearing in his eyes. "But perhaps because I focused on it too often, I actually gained some inspiration from those stars."
"Using the real thing as bait? His ambitions are immense!" Thirteenth Uncle's expression turned solemn.
"But the bait is too tempting. Even if we know it's a trap, we have no choice but to bite." Lu Liang sighed softly.
"Though several of those secret arts can indeed be called closely