After the registration was complete, a Wuji Sect disciple immediately led Lu Lin deeper into the residence.
While Lu Lin waited for arrangements to be made, high in the sky ten thousand zhang above Wuji City, lightning suddenly flashed, and Yu Qing's figure appeared without a sound.
"You want to use the Wuji Sect as a shield to stop me? A rather clever idea."
Lightning seemed to glimmer faintly in Yu Qing's eyes as he murmured to himself.
Immediately afterward, his appearance also began to change rapidly, and the vast, shudder-inducing aura around him swiftly withdrew. Unless one's cultivation realm was close to his, anyone looking at him now would only think he was an ordinary Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator.
He descended, entered the city gate with the flow of people, and soon found himself inside bustling Wuji City.
Relying on that mysterious sense of connection, before long he arrived before the residence where the Wuji Sect was recruiting Rogue Cultivators.
"Recruiting Rogue Cultivators?"
Yu Qing's gaze swept over the place, and he immediately saw through Lu Lin's plan.
He would pretend to be a Rogue Cultivator and join the Wuji Sect, then look for a chance to slip into its mountain gate.
Once that martial artist truly stepped into the Wuji Sect's mountain gate, even with Yu Qing's abilities, he would be left with his hands tied—unless he could flatten the entire Wuji Sect.
"Unfortunately, such petty tricks are useless against me."
Yu Qing sneered inwardly.
He could clearly sense that Lu Lin was inside this residence, no more than a stone's throw from him.
At this distance, he could have erupted into action and struck directly to capture him.
But in the end, he suppressed the impulse.
Deep within the residence, a powerful aura belonging to a late-Golden