"Hehe, it was merely a fortunate coincidence. This was nothing more than a blind cat stumbling upon a dead rat."
Yun Xiwu smiled. "If he had not cultivated wind arts, and if you had not happened to encounter Ning Jiu on this journey, it would have been difficult for us to predict this Demon Child's whereabouts."
As she spoke, Yun Xiwu summoned the crimson breeze into her palm. After sensing it briefly, she continued, "This person's attainments in wind arts are very high. Though still beneath mine, they are not far behind."
With that, she passed the breeze to Chi Tian and Jiang Yinkong, letting the two see whether they could glean more information from it.
"Beyond wind arts, this person has also deeply cultivated the path of blood qi."
A faint red radiance spread from Chi Tian's palm. After examining it closely, he said, "Judging by the purity of the blood qi on this breeze, his cultivation should be the same as mine—Spiritual Connection Ninth Layer."
Finally, it was Jiang Yinkong's turn. Pinching the breeze between his fingers, he silently circulated the art of heavenly calculation and began to deduce.
"Mm... he truly is an expert. That Meishan sword cultivator was killed in a single move by this man."
"There are eight life-fate flames of the same path. That means their group of demonic cultivators should consist of eight people."
"Two of those life-fate flames appear somewhat weakened. They should be the two people Immortal Lady Rui drove back a few days ago."
As Yang Lingrui listened to Jiang Yinkong's account, admiration could not help appearing in his eyes.
From such a tiny remnant of an art, Jiang Yinkong had deduced so much vital intelligence. This prodigy from Yantian Palace, ranked first on the third page of the