Qian Zhong had enough life experience to consider herself worthy of the mission, and she believed Feng Jun would understand.
If Feng Jun could not even grasp that and only knew that "the medicinal pill's scent is too strong and affects one's aura," then she would truly be disappointed.
Fortunately, Feng Jun did not disappoint her. His eyes lit up. "Medicinal pills? That's actually very good. We should move farther away, in case someone traces things back and causes trouble for you."
"The two of us aren't afraid of anyone tracing things back," Qian Zhong replied with a smile. "Even if someone at the Body Integration Stage acts, we have a certain chance of avoiding it."
As expected of an ancient family renowned for concealing auras—they even dared to look down on the Body Integration Stage.
Feng Jun felt that this Qian Feng was very likely only at the Soul Division Stage. Though he admired his confidence in claiming he could deceive a Body Integration cultivator, he could not help asking, "At the Body Integration Stage, it is no longer mere tracing. They can sense karma. Even if heavenly secrets are concealed, they can still receive vague impressions."
"I know. Vague impressions... something like a sudden intuition," Qian Zhong answered indifferently. "But even with a vague impression, they have to be able to sense accurately. My Yao Clan's concealment arts inherit the protection of our Great Vehicle Stage ancestor. Ordinary Body Integration cultivators are truly nothing worth mentioning."
Feng Jun fell silent. After a long while, he gave her a thumbs-up. "The Yao Clan truly is extraordinary. Let's go to Yiyao first."
"Let's go to Earthwater Garden," Yi Jue spoke up. Earthwater Garden was a plane she managed herself. It was even smaller than Geng-Character Plain, but its spiritual energy