The topic of Mister Ji soon passed. It was not that no one wanted to hear more, but there simply was not much that could be said. And those amusing bits of "unofficial history" gathered from hearsay were hardly worth discussing, so everyone's focus quickly returned to the Dharma assembly.
At that moment, a master was expounding the Dao at the heart of the cloud sea. His voice spread throughout the Dew Profound Cloud Sea. Though it was not suited to everyone, the principles were profound enough to let others draw inferences from one instance and verify them against one another.
Mihuang was listening attentively as well, but the Dao being discussed did not quite align with his own path. On top of that, he was calculating matters of his own, leaving him somewhat distracted. He kept fiddling with the prayer beads in his hand. After rubbing them for a long while, he removed the largest pearl and casually tossed it away.
The pearl turned into a ripple without light and flew out of the pavilion. Everyone nearby possessed profound cultivation, yet few noticed that streak of light. Of those who did, some merely glanced sideways, while others showed no reaction at all.
The ripple flew directly to the edge of the Dew Profound Cloud Sea and landed in the hand of a Heavenly Realm cultivator, becoming once more a gleaming pearl.
It was regarded as a message. After examining it, the cultivator traced several talismanic inscriptions over the Dharma light with his fingers from afar, then sent it out of the Dew Profound Cloud Sea. Messages like this were occasionally sent during the Dharma assembly, so it was nothing unusual. After all, there were always those unwilling to leave the assembly who suddenly wished to send word outside; using