Li Chen smiled mysteriously. "Naturally. Their cultivation realms far exceed yours, and their spiritual senses are keen. Of course they can detect a certain unusual 'aura' about me."
"Aura?" Lü Mumu circled Li Chen curiously, sensing him carefully, yet found nothing. "What aura? Why can't I feel anything at all?"
Amused by her silly behavior, Li Chen reached out and ruffled her hair. "With your meager cultivation, naturally you can't detect it. You still need to cultivate diligently."
He paused and glanced around this secluded snowy mountain paradise, rich with spiritual energy. A meaningful smile curled his lips. "Still, meditation and secluded training aren't the only paths of cultivation.
The scenery here is exceptional, and spiritual energy abounds. It's the perfect place for dual cultivation and Dao comprehension. How about I give you some guidance right now?"
At his words, a rosy glow instantly spread across Lü Mumu's cheeks, reddening even the tips of her ears.
How could she miss the suggestion in Li Chen's words? But now that she knew his identity, her resistance had long since vanished like smoke, replaced by shyness and a secret anticipation.
She murmured an assent as faint as a mosquito's hum and lowered her head, showing no intention of refusing.
Four hours later, a refreshed Li Chen appeared once more in the Main Hall of the Mount Sumeru Skyward Pavilion. He sipped tea and chatted with True Person Ice Lotus, discussing matters concerning stability in the Northern Frontier and cooperation among the sects.
In other words, the other major hidden sects had all reported to the Imperial Court. Would their sect send someone as well?
Li Chen phrased it politely, but True Person Ice Lotus knew there really was no room to choose. The emperor himself had shown them such consideration; refusing now