Inside an ordinary stone house.
Yang Jun had arranged his bedding to look as though someone was sound asleep, then leaped onto a ceiling beam and concealed his aura.
He had entered the first realm: qi accumulation through the Tortoise-Snake Fist.
The Snake Fist focused on killing, while the Turtle Fist concealed one's aura.
That allowed him to hide his presence completely.
Unless a cultivator had particularly keen senses, they would generally struggle to detect him.
Yang Jun had his reasons for doing this.
He had crawled out of a pile of corpses and was especially sensitive to certain things.
For instance, when he learned of Huang Fu's sudden death that day, he realized he was in danger.
Especially after the Sunflame Daoist Grounds issued their announcement. It seemed to favor him, but it had actually drawn the heat onto him.
The Huang family was certain to hate him to the bone, and he couldn't rule out the possibility of them sending someone to assassinate him.
That was why Yang Jun had hidden on the ceiling beam.
Once tonight is over, I'll report to the City Guard barracks tomorrow.
Then I'll live in the barracks. Even if the Huang family wants revenge, they'll have to consider the consequences.
Yang Jun knew this was his most dangerous moment, so he didn't dare fall asleep.
After reaching the first realm: qi accumulation, he had abundant energy. Staying awake for a night was no great hardship.
Late that night.
Yang Jun suddenly heard an extremely faint sound.
An invisible force quietly pushed open the tightly locked door.
Second realm: meridian opening!
Yang Jun's eyes narrowed.
He could sense a qi mechanism quietly breaking the lock and pushing the door open.
This qi mechanism was far more concentrated than that of the first realm: