Meng Po Hall

"Come in."

Su Yi sat back down in the rattan chair.

Before long, the Old Blind Man entered, his clothes tattered and his frame gaunt as kindling.

"This lowly one pays respects to Sir Su, and congratulates Sir Su on refining a fitting and satisfactory natal spirit treasure today!"

The Old Blind Man performed a deep, respectful bow.

Su Yi could not help but smile. "Though you have no eyes, your discernment is far sharper than anyone else's."

The Old Blind Man laughed as well. "This little old one is blind in the eyes but not in the heart. Most people in this world, however, have eyes yet fail to see pearls—fools, every last one."

As he spoke, he sniffed the air in surprise. "Sir Su, could it be that someone from the Purple Moon Fox Clan committed murder here tonight?"

He had sensed the smell of blood, as well as an aura unique to the Purple Moon Fox Clan.

"Not them. Just some minor fool who failed to recognize his betters."

Su Yi said, "What have you come for tonight?"

The Old Blind Man hurriedly said, "To be frank with Sir Su, this little old one truly has a major matter to report to you, in hopes of receiving your guidance."

"A major matter?"

Interest appeared on Su Yi's face. "Let's hear it."

"On the second day of the Second Month, Dragon Raises Head, a surge of Azure Green Continent's origin power transformed into Great Dao Light Rain and descended from the heavens, covering the entire world."

The Old Blind Man said, "I trust Sir Su was already aware of this matter."

Su Yi nodded.

It was precisely on the second day of the Second Month that he attained the Spirit Transformation Realm upon the Chaotic Spirit Sea, so