Xiao Yao's words made even Nangong Jinghe raise his brows slightly, a flicker of surprise stirring in his heart. He had not expected this little girl's instinctive senses to be so sharp.
When he had first met Zhao Qi, he himself had barely noticed anything unusual about the man.
Yet after their very first meeting, she had already detected the extraordinary aura surrounding this Peak Master.
As he thought this, the two Peak Masters of the Third Layer Heaven Domain drifted down from the clouds.
"Chen Huaien, Peak Master of Tiangong Peak, greets Senior Luo and Miss Xiao Yao."
"Yang Yuanwen, Peak Master of Diezhang Peak, greets Senior Luo and Miss Xiao Yao."
From these two cultivators who had come to welcome them, Xiao Yao could already see an aura vastly different from that of the Second Layer Heaven Domain.
Whether it was Chen Huaien, the somewhat older veteran alchemist, or Yang Yuanwen, the younger cultivator of the Yang Clan's main line, both possessed an aura that gave her a sense of profound solidity and enduring depth.
This gave Xiao Yao a realization: from this point onward, the cultivators she would encounter were those the Yang Clan truly prioritized nurturing within its ranks—the real foundation of this Northwest hegemon.
Knowing the purpose of Xiao Yao's visit, Chen Huaien and Yang Yuanwen did not keep the pair long. After inviting them to tour the two peaks for a while, they sent them onward into the West Heavy Heaven.
The moment she entered this place, Xiao Yao felt an invisible pressure descend upon her heart.
Ordinary people would have had no way of detecting this pressure. Only because she was extraordinarily sensitive to fluctuations in the aura of techniques could she sense the existence of this intangible weight.
Yet when faced with