Zhou Lu clenched his fists abruptly, his nails digging deep into his palms.
Using his Divine Sense for Introspection, he discovered a faint wisp of an Alien Divine Thought lingering in his Mud Ball Palace. It was wrapped around his greedy thoughts like a spider's silk and was now slowly dissipating as he came to his senses.
'Someone used a Mind-Confusing Technique to stir my thoughts!'
A chill ran down his spine as he recalled the legendary methods of a Foundation Establishment Daoist Master.
They didn't need direct control. A mere stir of causality, a fluctuation of Divine Sense, was enough to quietly amplify the greed in a person's heart, causing them to walk right into a trap.
'Someone must have used my mouth to set a trap, trying to lure Xu Yunfan out of his seclusion!'
'I was almost used as a disposable pawn...'
Trembling, Zhou Lu took out a Communication Talisman, intending to apologize to Xu Yunfan at once. But the talisman paper burst into flames on its own.
