Time rewinds to one incense stick ago.
Following the path to the guest room on the second floor, Chen Yi chanted the spell to open the Heavenly Eye and glanced around.
There was nothing peculiar within the room.
In this small inn, there likely wasn't anything capable of shielding the Heavenly Eye, so Chen Yi closed his Heavenly Eye and refrained from further suspicion.
Yin Weiyin, watching him scan the room with the Heavenly Eye and then proceed without using any additional spells, couldn't help but sigh at the waste of such a powerful gift.
Clearly, he had already reached Golden Core cultivation. Even if he didn't practice the Sword Immortal's legendary "guiding sword for three thousand miles in one breath," he could've at least mastered techniques like the Five Thunders Righteous Method or the Samadhi True Fire.
The female crown couldn't help but feel envy, tinged with regret—lamenting that Chen Yi's cultivation prowess wasn't hers to wield.
