The white-fan scholar and Feng Shixian's hasty retreat made the other Golden Core cultivators wary. The first night passed amid their suspicions. During the day, the Woundless City guards increased their patrols. Even those among the guards who had a grudge against Cao Sheng could no longer cover the sky with one hand.
Cao Kun thought it over, then sent the siblings Cao Xi'er and Cao Bao to Woundless City's central district. The Marquis Zhenwei's estate occupied a large area and was somewhat remote. There were also enemies among the city guards. During the day, those harboring ill intentions still had some reservations, but at night, when the guards lowered their vigilance, they would have far fewer qualms.
After sending the siblings away, Cao Kun finally breathed a sigh of relief. As long as nothing happened to the two of them, anything else concerning the other estates was a minor matter.
What puzzled Cao Kun was why such an anomaly had appeared at the marquis's estate.
Just as Cao Kun was scratching his head over it, the Demon-Suppressing Tower, which had originally been absorbing the essence of the moon, transformed during the day and began absorbing the essence of the sun. The light within the Marquis Zhenwei's estate was visibly denser than elsewhere. However, since it was daytime, the difference was not as obvious as it had been at night.
Within the Sealing Fire Spirit Formation, the thousands of scattered pieces of Silver-Leaf Buddhist Paulownia wood had now formed an exquisite tower glittering with silver light.
Countless rays of sunlight transformed into specks of light and were drawn into the Demon-Suppressing Tower.
Day turned into night, and night turned into day. This cycle repeated again and again. Several groups of people changed shifts outside the abandoned dry well, yet none