The next day, An Xiaolang set out for Kui Lodge.
He was still young. Even though he held the status of a master craftsman, his family could not rest easy about him staying away from home, so his second uncle, An Li, led a team to escort him there.
Sitting in the main cabin of the flying vessel, An Xiaolang asked, "Second Uncle, have you heard about what Teacher Guo mentioned?"
An Li shot him a glance and said, "Not much. I only heard your father mention it once. Something about the Profound Method no longer working, and all our artifact workshops being told to step up the production of military equipment. It may be of great use soon."
An Xiaolang said, "Teacher mentioned it too, but aren't there still Profound Method Venerables in the Profound Court? How could the Profound Method suddenly stop working?"
He had studied breathing methods at Kui Lodge for over half a year. He did not merely study without asking questions, so he knew far more about cultivators than ordinary people did.
But An Li said nothing.
An Xiaolang felt that his uncle surely knew more than this. His eyes rolled, and he deliberately said, "Second Uncle, could it be that Grandfather and the others simply refused to tell you?"
An Li laughed and scolded, "Brat, don't try to provoke me. Fine, I'll tell you. It seems the current Profound Method has nothing much to do with the Profound Venerables in the Profound Court. The current Profound Method simply cannot cultivate truly profound divine abilities. That's all I know. Aren't you going to see Inspector Zhang? He should know more than I do."
An Xiaolang muttered, "Is that so..." Though he had faith in his teacher, he truly felt somewhat worried now.
The flying vessel