Blood Charm didn't hesitate. She stepped into the little shop and smiled. "Oh? Do you have any special clothes..."
She hadn't finished speaking when she suddenly stopped.
The moment she stepped into the shop, the calligraphy and paintings and wooden puppets in the front room all released an endless torrent of Dao intent.
The rules of countless Great Daos erupted, surging toward her.
"Miss, what's wrong?" Xu Yan asked when he saw Blood Charm suddenly freeze the moment she entered the shop.
He wondered if this woman was trying to fake an accident. But he hadn't even touched her. If she could fake an accident from a distance, that would be ridiculous.
The instant Xu Yan spoke, the Dao intent vanished. It could only be comprehended by someone who actively looked at it; it no longer surged forth on its own.
Blood Charm's blood-red eyes were filled with shock, and when she looked at Xu Yan, there was a new wariness in them.
She did her best to calm herself and said, "Senior, Blood Charm was disrespectful to you. Please forgive me."
She now completely believed that Xu Yan, who seemed harmless, was actually a hidden expert whose true strength was unfathomable. The Dao intent in those calligraphy and paintings wasn't something an ordinary cultivator could leave behind.
She guessed that Xu Yan could no longer be considered an ordinary cultivator. Perhaps he could be called a god!
Yes. In her eyes, only the supreme beings of legend who had entered the Divine Realm could possibly leave behind such Dao intent.
Her cultivation was far above Qin Tian's and Jiang Taiyuan's, so she understood the calligraphy and paintings more deeply and knew just how profound the Dao intent within them was.
"What's going on...? Miss, is something wrong with your