Meanwhile, on a barren mountain not far from Huaishuo Town.
Li Fuchan was cultivating inside a cave when his eyes suddenly opened.
Within his sea of qi, the Embrace-Lock Crouching Cicada gave a slight twitch. He sensed it briefly, and a trace of understanding surfaced on his face. He murmured, "So Quan Yong really did use that magical treasure capable of divining secrets. But with register qi shielding me, there's no way he can divine anything."
He withdrew his attention, rose, and walked out of the cave, casting his gaze toward distant Flying Yellow Mountain.
From what he knew of Quan Yong, the man was cautious and suspicious, never quick to trust anyone.
Now that the magical treasure's Tribulation Divination had come up empty, he could almost picture Quan Yong's expression.
Those gloomy eyes would surely be fixed on the letter, while he turned the question of whether Jia Hua had deceived him over and over in his mind.
But would Quan Yong come down the mountain?
He would.
Not because Li Fuchan understood his character so well, but because he had already planned his next move. If Quan Yong still refused to come down, he would keep acting, plucking at Peaceful Way Abbey's nerves with one incident after another until he forced that old fox out of his mountain lair.
Having sensed movement on Quan Yong's end, he did not remain idle either.
He returned to the Gao Household and secretly sought out Gao Huan. This time, he told him all those hidden matters earlier than he had in Tribulation Divination.
After hearing him out, Gao Huan remained silent for a long time. Li Fuchan said little more, left him an Ancient Pill, and hurried away.
He surveyed the surrounding area. Sure enough, people from the various sects had