"Would you two like to watch it again?"
"Gasp—no need, no need."
"Thank you, True Person, for clearing up our doubts."
The two True Persons from Wind Thunder Temple both showed faintly awkward expressions.
After all, Lin Hui had publicly refined a fellow sect deacon in the scene. Wind Thunder Temple had always prided itself on being a righteous and prestigious sect; seeing such "scandal" once was enough.
"Lin Hui did indeed have a conflict with our Tiger Chasing Cultivators, but after he fled far away, we never saw him again."
"We understand."
With the facts laid bare before them, the two True Persons from Wind Thunder Temple withdrew as well.
Since it had not been Tiger Chasing's doing, the trail had gone cold again.
"Have you two fellow Daoists finished your inquiries?"
The female True Person from Donglai Sect spoke again, her words carrying obvious impatience.
The two True Persons from Wind Thunder Temple exchanged glances. In the end, they gritted their teeth and said to everyone, "Please wait another half quarter-hour, fellow Daoists!"
With that, they returned to their own immortal vessel.
Inside a hidden chamber, the two True Persons of Wind Thunder Temple stood before a pool of water and dripped into it a drop of Lin Hui's essence blood that had been left behind earlier.
They each formed a seal of wind and lightning power, then cast twenty years of lifespan into the pool.
As the power of wind and lightning gradually stirred ripples across the water's surface, an image within slowly began to solidify.
This was a secret art of Wind Thunder Temple. By sacrificing lifespan and using the power of wind and lightning to derive the truth, one could learn what had ultimately killed the owner of the essence blood.
Though it still could