"Feng Nanzhi had secluded herself to advance to the Ancestor Demon Realm?" Chen Luo held the latest intelligence from the Southern Wasteland and furrowed his brows.
It seems the child really did affect her. Chen Luo sighed inwardly. She had not entered seclusion earlier or later, but precisely when the stars descended. It definitely was not a coincidence.
However, this influence could be either good or bad.
To put it optimistically, the little fellow's authority had stimulated Feng Nanzhi's bloodline, refining it further and allowing her to advance to the Ancestor Demon Realm. But to put it pessimistically—
Something had indeed gone wrong with Feng Nanzhi's body. Since she could not let anyone discover the problem, she had chosen seclusion to conceal it.
Chen Luo rubbed his brows, but could not rub away that thread of worry.
However, probing any further would likely interfere with Feng Nanzhi's arrangements. Chen Luo still could not bring himself to make Town Profound Division spies risk their lives to investigate his private affairs.
Chen Luo hesitated for a moment, then wrote a letter to Third Sister-in-law Yan Yan in Peach Blossom Forest, asking her to find an opportunity to keep an eye on Feng Nanzhi's condition. He had Ao Lingling send it out.
That was all he could do for now.
Chen Luo sighed softly, feeling a trace of helplessness.
In the blink of an eye, time reached the end of the fourth month of the First Year of Xuanzhang.
At this time last year, Chen Luo had just received word that his teacher was going beyond the heavens and had set off for the Southern Wasteland.
Second Senior Sister had returned with puffed cheeks. It seemed her grand undertaking of burying the Half-Saint had not been completed. However, according to intelligence from