The five of them reapplied their Concealment Breath Talismans as soon as they entered the Library Pavilion. That was why the female cultivator had noticed nothing.
The instant Su Jiu and Yun Huanling entered the Library Pavilion, however, they sensed that familiar presence, along with the negative auras of lingering ghosts-resentful qi, for instance, and baleful qi.
In that instant, Su Jiu's gaze seemed sheathed in a layer of bitterly cold ice, so frigid that nothing could melt it.
Yun Huanling's and Chu Luohen's expressions turned cold as well.
Qi Song sensed nothing himself, but from the oppressive atmosphere surrounding the others, he seemed to understand that they had detected something. He hesitated before saying slowly, "While you were creating that commotion earlier, I paid attention to the voices around us.
"Some disciples were talking about this Library Pavilion. Most of what they said was that the third floor and above were haunted, though the third floor didn't seem to be open to them either.
"Only the first two floors are open to those disciples.
"I was going to suggest that we start investigating from the third floor, but now it seems you've all already made up your minds."
Qi Song smiled, a trace of loneliness in his expression. He wanted to be useful too, but ever since losing his sight, he had remained cooped up in South City and rarely ventured out. He knew that going out as he was now would only burden others, especially since he was a healing cultivator.
Su Jiu blinked, dispelling the chill in her eyes. Even her aura warmed a little. "Thank you. That information is very useful to us."
Qi Song froze for a moment, then his lips curved again. Even though Su Jiu was lying, he accepted that lie.
Yun Huanling