Only then did the caravan steward turn to the female cultivator and Lin Changheng, forcing out a smile. "Fortunately, you noticed something. Otherwise, the consequences would have been unthinkable. Once we return to the clan, I'll record a merit for each of you."
Lin Changheng shook his head. "I merely happened to spot it, but I didn't react in time. Fortunately, the fellow cultivator beside me made a prompt decision and spoke up to warn everyone, preventing even greater losses."
The implication was that the female cultivator beside him deserved greater credit. In truth, he simply did not wish to draw too much attention.
Only by staying out of the limelight, by becoming nearly transparent, could he shield everyone behind him in a crisis like that without becoming conspicuous or attracting notice.
The female cultivator tilted her head and gave Lin Changheng a surprised glance. Her eyes flickered slightly, but she said nothing more.
"Merit is merit. We judge only by the facts, not by anything else."
The caravan steward made the final decision.
"Yes."
Lin Changheng and the female cultivator could only answer in unison.
Early in the morning.
Before the others had awakened, Lin Changheng headed straight outside. After greeting the steward who was still standing guard, he sat atop a massive boulder and meditated toward the rising sun.
Yet one hand stealthily slipped into his robes, continually retrieving essence blood from his storage pouch, removing the stoppers, inserting his fingers, and drawing out Life Transformation.
Qi Refinement cultivators possessed no divine sense and could not project it outward. They only had spiritual awareness that could not leave their bodies, so as long as he blocked others' line of sight, there was no fear of exposure.
Before long.
Lin Changheng withdrew his hand and quietly let out