How keen were a Golden Core Cultivator's senses?
Even the faintest sound a thousand yards away would be perfectly clear if they listened closely, no different from someone shouting into their ear through a megaphone.
Thus, despite the distance of several hundred yards, the alluring female cultivator's murmur immediately reached the other Golden Core Cultivators.
Seeing that she seemed to have discerned something, identifying this as an ancient cultivator's abandoned abode and knowing its origins, several gazes turned distinctly ill-intentioned.
Some were even openly aggressive, acting overbearing despite sharing her cultivation realm.
"Have you discovered something, Fellow Daoist?"
"Why not explain it in detail and clear up our confusion?"
A gaunt Golden Core elder in loose gray robes, whose appearance suggested he was no kindly soul, suddenly spoke in a sinister tone.
His gaze roamed brazenly up and down the alluring female cultivator's body, brimming with filthy lust.
Judging by the two female followers behind him, his spear apparently still stood firm despite his advanced age.
Damn it.
Deeply regretting her slip of the tongue, the alluring female cultivator seethed inwardly under the gray-robed elder's gaze.
But he was at the golden core middle stage, and she had no allies in this remote wilderness, so she could only swallow her anger.
As more gazes from cultivators of her realm swept toward her, each carrying a measure of aggression, the pressure on her continued to mount.
Worried that she would become everyone's target if anything went wrong, she finally buckled under the pressure and said:
"From the pure spiritual energy gushing out of the hill, we can determine that the abode's spirit vein is at least fourth tier."
"Even in ancient times, no cultivator below Golden Core could have occupied a fourth-tier spirit vein alone. Thus, we can infer that the