Sure enough, this young master had sharp, swordlike brows and bright, starry eyes. He looked upright and masculine, every inch a fine young man, and even his clothes were exceptionally striking. Even Zhao'er couldn't help letting out a faint sigh when she took him out to look at herself, sinking into endless reverie.
"How is it?" I immediately copied that appearance, then patted Zhao'er awake.
Looking at my disguise, she was dazed for a moment, but quickly came to her senses. Aside from her surprise, she managed to suppress the shock, since I had done my best to make even my hair and features resemble his.
"Indistinguishable from the real thing. It's nighttime now—you might frighten people half to death!" Zhao'er exclaimed.
I asked a few more questions about the Deep Space Young City Lord's spiritual techniques, then had Zhao'er enter the City Lord's Manor.
I quickly circled around to the back of the City Lord's Manor and slipped inside under cover of night.
With my cultivation restrained to the utmost, no one could possibly notice me. Besides, the City Lord's Manor was built halfway up the mountain in the area adjoining Heavenly City's rear mountains, overlooking the entire city. Thus, only the manor's close disciples were present, with no outsiders around.
Behind the City Lord's Manor stood a huge stone hall. Its shape and carved patterns were much like those of the Seventy-Two Peaks, and it was naturally one of the main peaks of the Seventy-Two Peaks.
I found a place to hide and checked the disciples' positions. Figuring that Zhao'er should have everything ready, I entered the stone hall without hesitation.
The stone hall looked utterly unremarkable, and even its mechanisms had been shut down. I had no intention of staying long, so I tossed in a pile