Special Signs, Another Marvelous Effect, Candle Cult's Liuqing, the Day of the Wager

Li Xian vaguely sensed something strange. He immediately walked into the courtyard, plucked another strand of hair, and tossed it onto the muddy ground. Once the hair touched the earth, roots grew from it and plunged deep into the soil. Li Xian focused his mind and sensed it, immediately feeling a faint connection to the hair, as though he could extend his senses through it.

There were sensations such as "hearing" and "touch," and even with his eyes closed, he could vaguely perceive the surrounding scene. Yet it was like being wrapped in black fog. If someone passed by, he could not distinguish their features, or even tell whether they were tall, short, fat, or thin. Though extremely hazy, the perception truly existed.

Li Xian found it deeply intriguing. He thought that such an unusual ability truly had marvelous uses. If it proved real, his ability to preserve his life would gain another layer. Determined to study it thoroughly, he plucked another hair, lightly shook it until it snapped, leaving only an inch or so, then sent it into Nangong Liuli's room.

The hair took root where it landed, so faint it was nearly impossible to notice. Strange sounds vaguely reached his ears—the sound of Nangong Liuli's footsteps and the rustle of her skirt brushing the floor.

Nangong Liuli was gentle, tranquil, and elegant. At this moment, she was seated in meditation, practicing internally. The two had worked together in wholehearted cooperation and treated one another with candor. Li Xian was merely using her to test the marvelous function of the "hair"; he had no wicked intent to peep upon her.

Once he confirmed that the "hair" possessed an extraordinary effect, he pushed open the door and crushed it apart with a shake. Nangong Liuli opened her eyes with a