Heavy snow fell from the sky, blanketing Qiluo Mountain in silver. Another harsh winter had arrived in Luandu County.
In the East Cross-Courtyard of the City God Temple, Chen Mu stood cheerfully beneath the corridor by the entrance, his hands tucked into his sleeves as he watched the snowflakes.
"Old Li, come tell me about the Dragon Locking Institute." He grinned as he looked familiarly at Li Buxian.
Who was he calling Old Li?!
They were not that close, were they?!
Li Buxian rolled his eyes irritably.
He was unwilling to tell this bastard in front of him, but there was nothing he could do about this fellow practitioner of the Heavenly Demon Path.
He had tested it over the past few days. The moment he entertained any thought harmful to the other man, he would immediately do a split in midair, wrenching his groin until it ached.
Li Buxian sighed. Afraid that there might be even more formidable curses, he ultimately did not dare conceal anything and reluctantly began explaining the Dragon Locking Institute's methods.
"The Dragon Locking Institute has two methods for searching out Qi Refining cultivators. One is the Dragon Locking Well, and the other is the Spirit Searching Disk."
"The City God Dao Field can ensure that livestock flourish and crops yield abundantly within its jurisdiction mainly because it can sort out and evenly distribute Earth Spirit Vital Qi."
"Qi Refining cultivators defy heaven by imprisoning a great amount of Earth Spirit Vital Qi within their bodies. That conflicts with the Dao Field's power."
"The City God Dao Field cannot sort out that portion of vital qi, so it is disturbed in reverse. Fluctuations then arise within the Dragon Locking Well, roughly revealing the cultivator's whereabouts."
Chen Mu looked up at the densely packed invisible threads