"Huh?"
Hearing that Mo Yun could sense their nearby teammates' auras, Liu Xiyan froze, unable to process it for a moment.
"We're both at middle core condensation. Why can't I sense them?"
Mo Yun darted forward as he casually replied, "Maybe you blade cultivators have slightly weaker perception?"
Liu Xiyan didn't believe that explanation at all.
"How could that be? We blade cultivators of the Blade Tower temper our bodies and souls with blade intent and blade momentum every day. Although our divine souls are constantly damaged, they also grow incredibly quickly. If you really compare our perception, it's actually much stronger than that of martial cultivators at the same level!"
Having failed to fool her, Mo Yun could only spread his hands. "Then I don't know. Maybe I'm exceptionally gifted, born with a powerful divine soul and perception far beyond ordinary people?"
Liu Xiyan nodded thoughtfully. "That's the only explanation that makes sense!"
She already considered Mo Yun a monstrous genius with astonishing gifts, so there was nothing strange about his perception being beyond the ordinary.
Soon, they discovered eerie creatures lurking in a small village a third of a mile away. Their eyes brightened, and they quietly crept over.
Then they attacked from both ends, slaughtering everything in their path. In less time than it took to drink a cup of tea, they had wiped out every eerie creature in the village.
"Let's keep moving. Keep up, Senior Sister."
Mo Yun darted off, racing toward their next teammate.
He noticed that his divine soul had become a little more condensed, though the improvement was still barely better than nothing.
"Coming!" Liu Xiyan seemed to have thoroughly enjoyed the slaughter. Her face was radiant with a smile, and her previously shallow dimples had grown considerably deeper.
A short while