In the small secret chamber, a long silence fell. Li Yan stood there without moving, staring at the black hole ahead, his gaze flickering faintly from time to time. No one knew whether he was sensing the wind blowing over, the scorching heat within the flames, or thinking about something else entirely.
As a cultivator, Li Yan had patience enough. Hong Yin's investigation this time took more than two hours in one stretch, and she checked every single spatial bracelet.
At first, she mainly searched for important items—important scriptures, various cultivation methods, and the like. Only afterward did she begin sorting the other resources and materials into categories.
This took nearly half an hour. Although she had the aid of her divine sense, Hong Yin was still extremely meticulous. The time after that was spent using her divine sense to probe jade slips other than scriptures and cultivation methods—in other words, searching for records regarding the wind cave.
The jade slips left inside more than ten spatial bracelets were items collected by an entire sect. They included both used and blank jade slips, a truly sea-like quantity.
How powerful was the divine sense of a Void Refinement Realm cultivator? Otherwise, if all of these had been transcribed into books, who knew whether a single scripture pavilion could even hold them? If one relied only on the eyes to examine them, who knew what year or month one would finish?
After sweeping through them continuously for more than two hours, Hong Yin felt a wave of fatigue in her sea of consciousness. In the end, she withdrew her divine sense. The more than ten spatial bracelets had already gathered around her.
At that moment, she turned to look at Li Yan behind her. Sensing Hong Yin's gaze, Li Yan, whose body