Generally speaking, something like this would never happen to Uchiha Shin himself, but what had just happened was truly baffling.
Now that large swathes of leaves were falling from the Ginseng Fruit Tree, Uchiha Shin became even more suspicious.
Zhenyuan Daxian merely smiled faintly. "Mystic Spirit King, what do you mean by that? You are a guest here. Could I possibly treat you discourteously? Even if I did tamper with something, with your strength, Mystic Spirit King, would you not notice anything at all?"
Uchiha Shin activated his power and sensed his surroundings, but he could not detect anything unusual either.
When Zhenyuan Daxian saw that Uchiha Shin had fallen silent, he smiled inwardly.
The two strands of power that had been beside Uchiha Shin's temples had already entered his mind.
Zhenyuan Daxian quietly controlled the two strands of power as they drifted through Uchiha Shin's mind. He was not trying to kill Uchiha Shin; those two faint strands of power could not possibly harm him.
He did this to learn some of Uchiha Shin's memories—to find out why Uchiha Shin had come here and what exactly he knew.
Perhaps he could even discover who had been manipulating Uchiha Shin behind the scenes to bring him into this world.
Zhenyuan Daxian's method had some chance of working. If Uchiha Shin truly had been manipulated into coming to this world, then perhaps his complete memories would indeed contain some clues.
The two faint strands of power searched through Uchiha Shin's mind, passing through memories known to Zhenyuan Daxian before continuing deeper within.
Very soon, Zhenyuan Daxian saw a cluster of aura deep inside Uchiha Shin's mind. It was extremely dim, a part of Uchiha Shin's memories.
Zhenyuan Daxian then guided the two strands of aura toward that dim cluster.
Yet the