Zong Ya took down the two notes to examine them.
She found that one listed the names of several elders in the Sect, though she did not know what it was for.
But she could roughly guess that it had something to do with Lin Ke, so she put it into her Storage Bag.
She opened the other note.
The note was completely blank, without a single word.
She knew that this Amethyst Longhorn Beetle belonged to Lin Ke.
Now, since he had not shown himself and was using a blank note to pass on information,
he clearly did not want anyone else to know that he was still alive.
And the writing on this note must have been concealed with some secret technique.
And surely this secret technique was one that only she could unravel?
She held the note up to the light and found no traces of engraving.
She channeled Spirit Power into the note, but there were no traces of Spell Arts either.
"What method did Lin Ke use to write this note?"
Just as she found herself at her wits' end,
she suddenly recalled Lin Ke's strange behavior.
In her memories, Lin Ke had liked conducting experiments as a child. As he put it, master mathematics, physics, and chemistry, and you could travel the world without fear.
Although she did not know what that meant, these were indeed memories that only the two of them shared.
For instance, mixing a purple powder with glycerin to start a fire.
He had said it was some sort of oxidation reaction involving potassium permanganate.
Or fermenting something in honey jars with sugar cubes to make a seasoning called MSG, and so on.
Once, when Lin Ke was practicing calligraphy on rice paper with milk,
she remembered asking him, "Why