When Li Wei stood before the ruined South Heaven Gate, wearing a White Jade Mask and draped in a rustic Flowing Immortal Dress, she had already roughly figured out the origin, philosophy, and basic composition of the organization known as the Heavenly Ruins through Ma Baoguo.
What made her somewhat disappointed was that the Heavenly Ruins was not the fellow-provincial association she had imagined.
It was more like the top powerhouses of this world accidentally discovering the ruins of the Heavenly Court she was familiar with, and then establishing a secret mutual aid organization relying on the lingering heritage within.
As for why the ruins of the Heavenly Court appeared in this world, Li Wei felt that this was not something she could figure out, so there was no need to trouble herself unnecessarily.
Her fingers brushed across the White Jade Mask on her face, feeling cool and smooth to the touch.
Teacher Ma, what is this gadget used for anyway?
Ma Baoguo didn't much want to bother with her, but since she was the newbie he chose, he had to drag her through it even if he had to cry.
He stated concisely, "Concealing identity."
The corners of Li Wei's mouth twitched beneath her jade mask. Teacher Ma, just covering your face is utterly useless. As soon as you spoke just now, I recognized you.
Ma Baoguo explained dryly, "That's because I wanted you to recognize me."
"If I didn't want you to, what you heard would only be a disguised tone, and what you sensed would only be a masked aura."
"So awesome?" Li Wei grew interested. "Then won't you teach me?"
The veins on Ma Baoguo's temples throbbed, his mood inexplicably irritated.
"No need to teach. As long as you don't actively generate the thought of being