Thought influenced the soul, and the soul drove spiritual power. Thus, an insight was itself a stroke of fortune.
When the Tian Shang Jue and Tianyan Tulu, two cultivation methods with utterly different outward forms, merged into one, Wang Qi felt the entire world change. He sank a level deeper into this world—not merely with his qi aura intertwining with it, but with even his senses incorporated into this system.
Thus, Wang Qi felt as though he could clearly "see" a physical quantity he had never noticed before—entropy. This new sensation cast a new layer of color over the world in the youth's eyes. Countless "positive" and "negative" Sea Tides surged through his perception. Wang Qi closed his eyes and activated the Geometry Book. Gradually, the unseen "torrent" became abstract curves, and the curves were condensed into an abstract diagram.
This was a chart of the changes in nearby entropy.
Wang Qi asked Zhen Chanzi, "Is that idiot Chi Lianxue five zhang to my front-left?"
Zhen Chanzi was startled. "When did you extend your spiritual sense?"
An immortal cultivator's spiritual sense was like a bat's echolocation—it had to be sent out before feedback could be received. The only difference was that, due to the special nature of spiritual energy, spiritual sense was not limited by the speed of sound, and low-level cultivators found it difficult to detect the spiritual sense of High-level Cultivators. No matter how terrifying a Modern Dharma Cultivator was, Wang Qi was only a Qi Refining Cultivator. There was a fundamental gap between him and Zhen Chanzi's Mahayana Stage spiritual sense. How could Zhen Chanzi possibly have failed to notice Wang Qi's spiritual sense?
Wang Qi smiled. Zhen Chanzi's question proved that he had guessed correctly.
This was the true nature of his divine ability to see