Stirring Behind the Door

The dark pattern deep within the Mountain-Shaking Spear trembled once, then quickly fell silent again.

Lu Yuan did not summon his Martial Soul immediately. Ning Fengzhi was still seated across from him, and Xue Qinghe had only just completed the apprenticeship ceremony. Checking the Mountain-Shaking Spear so suddenly now would be far too conspicuous. He merely went over the Gray Text that had appeared moments ago once more.

The opportunity for the third evolution had already opened. The target was still that unknown spear blank.

What truly concerned him, however, was that brief sensation just now. Spirit City was more than a thousand miles from Tiangou. Back then, the Piercing Spear had only reacted noticeably after truly approaching the Black Gate in the Outer Treasury. Yet now, from so far away, the Mountain-Shaking Spear had found that broken spear again.

This was already different from before.

Ning Fengzhi did not remain at the First Prince's Residence for long. Though the master-disciple relationship had been established, Xue Qinghe was still a prince of Tiangou, and the proper formalities could not be omitted. Before leaving, he merely said that he would personally enter the palace to inform Xue Ye. Once the royal family had settled matters, they would arrange a formal apprenticeship ceremony.

Xue Qinghe escorted him to the front courtyard and only returned after some time.

Once the door closed, the gentle smile befitting the First Prince faded somewhat from her face. Her gaze fell directly on Lu Yuan's right hand. "What happened just now?"

Lu Yuan looked at her. "You saw it?"

"Your hand moved."

"You noticed even that?"

"You were sitting across from me."

Qian Renxue returned to the table and sat down, casually pouring herself another cup of tea. "And when Ning Fengzhi accepted me as his disciple,