Leaving aside Chang Yu and the other two, their thoughts surging in the quiet room as they marveled at the strange encounters of recent days—if there had been a brush and ink in the cave abode, they might well have written The Things I Had to Say About Nascent Soul Cultivators.
Xiao Hua entered the quiet room. Unlike the palace halls' splendor and magnificence, the room was extremely plain, containing nothing but a jade bed. Xiao Hua released his soul sense and swept the room, finding nothing unusual. With a wave of his hand, he took out over a hundred jade talismans and struck them around the room. Only after activating the Duotian Star Array did he sit cross-legged upon the jade bed. Reaching out again, he retrieved Xuan Songzi's Ink Cloud Pupil from Dragon Vein Xiao Hua and carefully studied it with his divine sense.
Who knew how much time passed before Xiao Hua suddenly opened his eyes? A trace of astonishment flashed through his gaze as he looked toward the entrance. Then he handed the Ink Cloud Pupil to Dragon Vein Xiao Hua, waved his hand, and light flickered at the entrance to the quiet room. "Wu Tianxin, do you need something?"
The one waiting outside was Wu Tianxin, a Golden Core Mid-stage cultivator.
At that moment, hearing Xiao Hua's voice, a complicated expression appeared on Wu Tianxin's face. He looked back at the empty palace, gritted his teeth, and strode into the quiet room. Before he even reached its center, he dropped to his knees with a thud and pleaded, "Senior Xiao, please save this junior's life."
"Ah? What do you mean by that?" Xiao Hua had never expected Wu Tianxin to kneel the instant they met, much less ask him to save his life. Thinking back,