Seeing Gu Huang assume a conciliatory posture, Qiu Yue's lips curved slightly, forming a faint, elusive smile.
The low-ranking cultivators in the city below might not have been able to see Gu Huang's injuries, but they could not fool her eyes.
Gu Huang had clearly suffered at the hands of that so-called "evil cultivator" and had come seeking vengeance.
She immediately grew curious. Just who could make Gu Huang, an Integrated Body Middle Stage sword cultivator, suffer a loss—and force him to hide in Chu'an City to temporarily avoid the edge of danger?
"Has Fellow Daoist tracked down that evil cultivator?"
Gu Huang shook his head. "That man hid within the city and used the auras of the many cultivators here to disrupt the aura he left behind. I cannot trace where he went."
The curve of Qiu Yue's lips rose higher.
"Since he is an evil cultivator, his aura must be especially conspicuous. How could he be impossible to track?"
As she spoke, Qiu Yue's divine sense swept across the entire city as well.
Yet her divine sense was like a breeze brushing over one's face, utterly unlike Gu Huang's domineering approach. It did not harm anyone, but for that very reason, she could not probe many sealed chambers and cave abodes protected by formations.
After putting on a show of searching once around the city, Qiu Yue said with some puzzlement, "There truly is no trace of any evil cultivator's aura! Is Fellow Daoist certain that man is in the city?"
"I tracked the aura he left behind all the way here. There can be no mistake!" Gu Huang said.
Qiu Yue said, "It seems that man used some secret art to conceal his aura. To find him, we can only inspect every sealed chamber and every cave