Incense Slave's action made Yu Ci pause. He looked up, wanting to ask, but the female cultivator also happened to turn her head. Beneath the shadow of her hood, only two points of starlight and cold light were visible. Yu Ci's brows furrowed slightly, and that person's voice also sounded in his ear: "Her impression of you is very bad?"
"Heh, perhaps... should be."
Yu Ci wore a smile, while his tendons, bones, and vital Qi channels were taut as a bow, ready to react at any moment.
At this very moment, a fine, dense vibrating sound echoed across the continuous snow-peaked mountain region. The sonic waves shook down yet another layer of accumulated snow from the mountain peaks, which were already far too soft from several previous avalanches. Yet in Yu Ci's perception, the most obvious change was that the chaotic void currents grew even more disordered, as if a stick had been thrust inside and stirred violently.
Yu Ci asked, "Is that shadow making trouble?"
"Mn, the meridians are clear here, and the void divisions are quite regular, making it very simple to track down clues. It is... communicating with whom?"
"Communicating?"
Yu Ci was somewhat puzzled, but what puzzled him even more was Incense Slave's reaction. As the situation changed before her eyes, the female cultivator instead did not care as much as before. Instead, she cast her gaze past his shoulder and projected it deep into the chaotic void currents, only pulling it back after a long while.
"Killing intent is like frying oil, and who knows who it is aimed at. This little girl is enduring very bitterly."
The two were "whispering" here when Incense Slave finally swung her robes and moved forward once more. Yu Ci hurriedly stopped talking and carefully observed her movements.