Chen Qing walked slowly into the backyard.
Old Deng sat hunched beside the pill furnace, holding a worn palm-leaf fan and listlessly fanning the flames.
The fire flickered, illuminating his aged face, crisscrossed with deep wrinkles.
Chen Qing stepped forward and respectfully cupped his hands. "Master Li, I have gathered all the materials on the list you previously instructed this disciple to prepare."
As he spoke, he took out several Jade Boxes he had prepared.
They contained precious medicinal herbs, all of which Chen Qing had exchanged for at Myriad Phenomena Hall using Contribution Points.
Li Baichuan did not even lift his eyelids. "Put them there."
Chen Qing set the Jade Boxes on a bluestone as instructed, but his gaze could not help drifting back to Li Baichuan.
He had now undergone True Essence Tempering twice. Nourished by the Spirit Nourishing and Soul Calming Pill and Soul Nurturing Wood, his divine sense was no longer a weakness.
With a slight stir of his mind, he tried to use his divine sense to sense the fluctuations of Qi and Blood and true essence within Li Baichuan's body.
Yet the instant his divine sense touched Li Baichuan's body, it was like a clay ox entering the sea—vanishing without a trace, unable to stir even the faintest ripple, much less detect his cultivation.
Chen Qing secretly pondered, greatly alarmed. Just what level is this old Deng's cultivation? With my current divine sense, even when facing an expert like Elder Luo Ping at the late True Origin Realm, I can vaguely sense the vast true essence within his body. Yet before Master Li, it is as though a stone has sunk into the sea—I have gained nothing at all!
When divine sense could not probe another person's cultivation, there were usually only two possibilities.