Inside the hall.
Their game of Go was still in its opening stages.
Although Bai Xuanling's cultivation had now been suppressed to early Tribulation Transcendence through layer upon layer of measures, her Divine Sense remained at Tribulation Transcendence Peak. Though she could not use its full power, detecting and resisting Chu Xingchen's almost undisguised Illusion Technique was still child's play.
A cultivator's Sea of Consciousness was their ultimate secret.
It not only held their most unforgettable memories, but also changed with their thoughts.
When the heart raged, flames blazed on all sides; when it rejoiced, ten thousand flowers vied in splendor; when it turned wicked, deceit arose everywhere.
Secrets that could be told and those that must never be discovered all lay hidden within the Sea of Consciousness.
In a sense, probing a cultivator's Sea of Consciousness was far more embarrassing than baring oneself physically.
A naked body did not change, but the thoughts within a heart shifted in countless ways, and countless embarrassing moments might also be discovered.
Bai Xuanling watched Chu Xingchen calmly as he held his stones with composure, making no attempt to conceal what he was doing.
Each time Chu Xingchen placed a stone, Myriad Forms, transformed into a Go board, amplified the Illusion Technique he cast, stirring Bai Xuanling's Sea of Consciousness.
As long as Bai Xuanling refused to relax her guard, Chu Xingchen's Illusion Technique naturally could not affect her. She spoke in a leisurely tone:
"You look like an improper brat, but I never imagined you really were this improper. Are you that curious? Aren't you afraid of hurting Lingyu by doing this?"
Had anyone else tried so openly to stir her Sea of Consciousness, Bai Xuanling's response would most likely have been a straightforward slash of her sword.
Naturally, she could not