Yunmiaozi's expression changed again and again, and the light in his eyes flickered.
Qiuyuzi raised his Wine Gourd as if taking a hearty swig, but secretly took only a small sip. He smiled without a word. Be as shocked as you like. This Reincarnated Immortal will soon fall into Kunlun's jar.
"Senior Brother..." Zhou Youzi stood nearby, already beginning to guess.
Yunmiaozi had no attention to spare for him. He stared hard at Chen Cuo and focused more intently, wanting a clearer look. His Divine Sense spread toward Chen Cuo before he realized it.
Chen Cuo frowned, sensing it at once. The Mind Daoist raised a hand, and hazy purple mist billowed out, forming a curtain that sealed off inside from outside.
But the Mind-Calming Gate's method of inspection had its own peculiarity: it sought to see through to a sliver of the essence.
So when Chen Cuo blocked him, what appeared in Yunmiaozi's eyes was He: a Purple-Gold Divine Dragon soaring into the air and charging straight at him!
He was startled and trembled slightly, then withdrew his Divine Sense and thoughts. He came to himself and cupped his hands to apologize to Chen Cuo, though suspicion and alarm still showed on his face.
Chen Cuo waved it off. He had already gauged the old Daoist's cultivation.
Daoist Yunmiaozi must be at the peak of the Second Realm. But the Mind-Calming Gate uses the Mindfield as its foundation. I wonder what is unusual about their Second Realm.
Inside, towering waves had risen in Yunmiaozi's heart!
He could vaguely tell that the Marquis of Linru County had recently established his Dao Foundation. Even if he had not entered the Second Realm, he was only one step away. But the problem was...
He stirred his Mindfield and mustered his will, using