Ziwei Hall

These people acted swiftly and cleanly. Cultivators from every sect soon gathered at Shennong Pavilion.

Although Wang Daoyuan did not dare release his divine sense to investigate, he could still see cultivators coming and going with his naked eye.

Inside Shennong Pavilion, Mo Ao carefully sniffed the scent on each cultivator.

Before long, it had smelled everyone and transmitted its voice to its master again.

Mo Jian cupped his hands toward several Nascent Soul Cultivators. "Seniors, the person who stole the spirit herbs is not here."

A cultivator from the Jade Heng Sword Sect said, "In that case, have them continue patrolling within the Heavenly Palace, lest that thief strike again.

"We shall follow young friend Mo Jian and make a round along the palace walls, so that person does not blend in among the guards."

No one objected. The Peak Golden Core and Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivators began searching everywhere.

Several Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivators led Mo Jian toward the East Grand Gate.

Wang Daoyuan's location was not far from the eastern palace wall.

Soon, he saw a cultivator leading a black dog along the palace wall. Accompanied by several elderly cultivators, the dog sniffed the scent of the guards one by one.

He secretly cried that things were bad. Canine spirit beasts had keen noses; there was an eighty-percent chance it had caught his scent.

He was still too close to the palace wall. Though he had done his utmost to conceal his aura, no method could prevent even the slightest trace from leaking out.

If that black dog discovered him, the trouble would be enormous.

He rose and headed west, trying to keep away from that person.

The best way to evade scent tracking was to enter the water.

If he stayed underwater, even if