Ju Yuanzi's spellcasting process was exceedingly simple. Ji Yuan and Xuanjizi did not need to avoid anything; they merely had to sit quietly with their eyes closed.
To Ji Yuan and Xuanjizi, there had been no fluctuations of Spiritual Qi or magical power whatsoever. Ju Yuanzi even seemed to have fallen asleep. Yet at that very same moment on Yuhuai Mountain, the True Persons guarding the Heavenly Lamp Pavilion and Heavenly Secrets Pavilion were badly frightened.
The cultivator guarding the Heavenly Lamp Pavilion had been sitting in meditation before the pavilion when he suddenly sensed something amiss. Opening his eyes and looking up, he discovered that among the soul lamps at the very top, the one representing Ju Yuanzi was violently flickering.
"What! Could it be that Fellow Daoist Ju has met with misfortune?"
The cultivator stood up, only to see that while the soul lamp kept flickering, it showed no sign of going out. With a light leap, he crossed the air and arrived near the soul lamp. The flame flickered without dying, yet information was being transmitted back through it.
This was the first time such a situation had ever appeared in the Heavenly Lamp Pavilion. Ordinarily, it was only at the instant a Yuhuai Mountain cultivator died that information would be caught and brought back by the secret art. This lamp had not gone out, yet it had still captured information.
"This... this works too?"
Half an hour later, the cultivator summoned his disciple to watch over the Heavenly Lamp Pavilion for the time being. Then, wearing a thoughtful expression, he left the pavilion.
When Ji Yuan returned to Mud Dust Temple, it was exactly four days after he had left. He ran into the old abbot at the temple gate. The latter naturally knew that