An immense Divine Sense descended from the sky, paused over He Pingsheng, then swept gently past.
Cold sweat beaded thickly across He Pingsheng's back. Only after that overwhelming pressure had passed did he dare lift his head, but there was nothing above him except empty space.
There was no one there at all.
What did that mean?
It meant that whoever had swept the entire Far West City with that powerful Divine Sense had not necessarily been watching He Pingsheng. They had simply made an ordinary sweep.
Nascent Soul!
He Pingsheng reached his conclusion in an instant. Only a Great Nascent Soul could do such a thing.
In other words, a Great Nascent Soul had taken up residence in Far West City.
What had he come for?
He Pingsheng did not know, but he could make an educated guess.
"Whew..." He Pingsheng drew a deep breath, then walked along the streets of Far West City.
There were not many people on the streets. He visited several other Spirit Tea houses to gather information.
But the information he received was largely the same: the Qi Kingdom's Imperial Family had begun pursuing them and cutting off their escape routes, and the encirclement was tightening.
Inside the Mountain Cave, a red candle flickered!
Its warm glow illuminated Qiao Huizhu's face.
As He Pingsheng gazed at her, he felt he was admiring a beauty by lamplight.
Qiao Huizhu smoothed out the Meditation Cushion, then said, "So in a few more days, we won't be safe here either!"
He Pingsheng nodded. "That's right. We'll have to find somewhere else!"
"Senior Sister Qiao, I'm sorry!"
Qiao Huizhu shook her head. "It's all right, junior brother. Let's not talk about that now!"
"You've worn yourself out running around these past few days. Get a good night's