Hm? Hadn't the Great Mage already left? Why was he...
By the lake, amid the crowd, Li Changshou sat on a meditation cushion, listening to the voice transmission in his heart.
'Thirty thousand miles east. Meet me in the little forest.'
Was this really the Great Mage?
His Great Mage was not this mischievous. Could someone have imitated the Great Mage's Dao rhythm to lure him out?
Li Changshou pondered silently, then moved his lips without making a sound, forming six words:
'Please enlighten me through a voice transmission.'
In a little forest thirty thousand miles away, the white-robed Great Mage standing there could not help... laughing aloud.
Little Changshou was still this amusing.
What, did he think that if someone impersonated him, he would not be able to sense it or deduce the truth?
At once, Grand Master Xuandu gathered himself, flicked a finger, and plucked at the Great Dao of Taiqing as though lifting an invisible string. A ripple trembled along the Dao and reached Li Changshou's heart, condensing into one large character:
Steady.
Only then did Li Changshou believe him ninety-five percent. After considering for a moment, he said to Xiong Lingli, who was reading beside him:
"Stay here and do not wander about. I'll go catch some game for you."
Xiong Lingli hurriedly nodded, her gaze toward Lord Sea God brimming with gratitude.
Afterward, Li Changshou went to find his Sect Master. After weighing things in his heart, he requested leave on the grounds that 'this disciple has gained some insights and wishes to take a walk outside in search of a breakthrough.'
Ji Wuyou said that a True Immortal deacon should accompany him out of the assembly grounds. After some thought, Li Changshou asked Martial Uncle Jiu Wu to leave with him.
Jiu Wu immediately