"The aura of the Demon Body should be nearby..."
Outside the reservoir, Shuo Wuji's long robe rustled as he stood with his hands clasped behind him, sensing his surroundings.
By his side, Piao Miaoxu melded into the darkness, observing the vicinity like a wisp of faint mist, making her difficult to perceive.
"He is heading to the Dan King Sect. In Qianzhou, only disciples of the Dan King Sect from the Heavenly Control Workshop are permitted entry..."
"However, Mo Xilan might have provided him with an alternative method of entry..."
Shuo Wuji mused aloud, "Holy Master, he came to Qianzhou but didn't proceed directly to the Dan King Sect. Instead, he came here. Could this be some sort of conspiracy? Do you think he suspects us? The weakening of his Demon Body... was it a deliberate display of weakness to lure you out, Holy Master?"
