9:00 p.m.
Zhang Yuanqing sat cross-legged on the villa rooftop, the Great Luo Star Chart placed before him, his eye sockets condensed with starlight like liquid.
The night was deep and heavy. The vast, lofty sky that mortals saw appeared to him as a dazzling, dreamlike spread of stars—silent and mysterious.
Zhang Yuanqing tilted his head up at the night sky. Whenever he seriously observed the stars, his expression was neither joyful nor sorrowful, and his bearing became mysterious and ethereal, like an ancient sage seated atop a mountain, contemplating all through the night.
After entering the mid-stage of level six, his Stargazing Art had improved tremendously, chiefly in its expanded time scale. Taking the Yin-Yang Turntable incident as an example, Zhang Yuanqing had previously been able to see its progress over the next three days.
Now, it was seven days.
That was the increase in time scale.
However, whenever high-ranking Sovereigns were involved, the event's progression would be filled with patches shrouded in fog, areas that could not be glimpsed.
If demigods were involved, there would not even be fog-covered areas. Demigods seemed to possess abilities that countered stargazing and divination; low-ranking Spirit Realm Walkers could not "see" them.
"Mm, there really is fog. That means a high-ranking Sovereign is involved. Boss was right—they'll ask Elder Cai to make a move. But could it be Elder Di Hong instead?"
"With my connection to Huang Taiji, that Grand Elder probably wouldn't take the initiative to deal with me. But regarding the Yin-Yang Turntable, he can't possibly support me. Headquarters won't tolerate me embezzling public assets."
He had not wanted to embezzle public assets in the first place, but his boss's eighty million could not be spent for nothing.
As for later refusing Secretary Li's compromise, he simply could not swallow