He pondered for a moment.
A wisp of blood-gold divine light flowed through the depths of his eyes. The next instant, his divine sense spread silently outward.
This was not the way ordinary Nascent Soul True Lords forcibly unfurled their divine sense, sweeping brazenly over Market Wards and residences, shaking formations and terrifying cultivators.
Qing Chen's divine sense had now advanced greatly. Having also cultivated and studied the "Profound Womb Demon Lotus Platform Method" and the "True Explanation of Yang Spirit Dharma Control," he released his divine sense like a night breeze passing over water, silently merging it into the layer of protective spiritual mist above Cloud Dream Province's city.
He borrowed the wind to hear sounds and the water to observe reflections, using the faint spiritual currents between heaven and earth to connect with distant auras.
In the rear courtyard of an unremarkable spirit silk shop dozens of miles away, a middle-aged cultivator in gray-blue robes was examining jade slips.
A sign bearing the words "Cloud Brocade Studio" hung outside the shop. It sold spirit silk and spirit gauze, local specialties of Cloud Dream Province. Most of those coming and going were female cultivators at Foundation Establishment or the Golden Core Realm, along with servants of aristocratic clans. It looked perfectly ordinary.
Yet beneath the rear courtyard lay three layers of restrictions and a small communication formation platform. This was one of the Iron Household's secret contact points in Cloud Dream Province.
The middle-aged cultivator had just turned over a jade slip when his expression suddenly changed.
Deep within his sea of consciousness, it felt as though a finger had tapped him lightly, instantly sending every hair on his body standing on end.
He was a Dharma Nascent Soul cultivator. A hundred years ago, he had fought in the