"What?"
Lin Ruohuan had not noticed the subtle changes around them at first, but once Tong Feng pointed it out, he too saw that something was wrong.
There truly was not the slightest fluctuation of the Heavenly Way in the surroundings.
No matter how exquisitely Haitang'er controlled it, Cutting Path was still Cutting Path. Even if one had survived all of the Nine-Death Lightning Tribulation, the other party was only a few notches stronger than him... more than a few, that was all.
In terms of cultivation, the two of them stood within the same major realm.
Yet when his spiritual senses swept out, Lin Ruohuan could not detect even half a trace of Heavenly Way fluctuations.
His thoughts suddenly became tangled, and an impossible notion arose: Had this person truly made a move?
Received suspicion. Passive Value +1.
When Xu Xiaoshou saw this message finally appear in the information panel, he was delighted rather than alarmed.
It's finally here.
Without being suspected, he almost did not know how to proceed.
Though countless thoughts churned in his heart, Xu Xiaoshou's expression remained utterly calm. His gaze fell upon the spirit sword in Lin Ruohuan's hand.
"Ancient sword cultivator?"
"Huh?" Lin Ruohuan's train of thought was instantly cut off and dragged back to reality. He hurriedly replied, "Yes, a sword cultivator. Oh, no, no, I'm not an ancient sword cultivator..."
His momentary incoherence made Lin Ruohuan's face burn red.
He was clearly a Cutting Path realm spiritual cultivator, standing at the pinnacle among the strong.
Yet under this man's questioning, he unconsciously seemed to have returned to the way he had been when learning the sword in his youth.
It was the nervous posture of encountering a teacher—no matter how much one had mastered, one would still stammer.
"Spirit