Seeing Qian Zhong's awkward state, Xuanyuan Buqi could not hide his amusement. "Haha, True Lord Qian Zhong certainly acts fast!"
Qian Zhong pretended not to hear him and looked at Feng Jun. "That dead Golden Core... wasn't one of the Thieving Vein?"
It was not appropriate for her to pursue Feng Jun's responsibility, but she was truly furious and could not save face, so she asked in a stiff tone.
"Not one of the Thieving Vein." Feng Jun shook his head and answered casually. "Probably... a middleman."
"That's possible." Qian Zhong's expression improved somewhat. Accidentally killing a middleman was no big deal. "What's hateful is that this formation was bought seven or eight years ago. Can you trace its origin?"
"Seven or eight years is a bit too far back. My current abilities aren't sufficient," Feng Jun answered seriously.
He was not afraid of others learning his limits—just like the difference in the Mirror Spirit's output, it could not be hidden from anyone who paid attention. He might as well admit it honestly. He only could not do it "at present"; it was not much of a weakness. "Great Lord Qian Zhong, can't you divine the person who refined the formation?"
"I haven't tried yet, but my intuition tells me I probably won't be able to." Qian Zhong worked her fingers in calculation for less than two minutes before shaking her head and saying dejectedly, "Someone has obscured the Heavenly Mechanism... There really is something wrong."
Xuanyuan Buqi glanced at her and cried out in an exaggerated tone, "Someone is actually better at obscuring it than you?"
Qian Zhong was instantly enraged. She shot him a cold look. "There are specialties from several World Domains. It seems you no longer want them?"
Obscuring the Heavenly Mechanism varied in difficulty. The