Trading system, I exchanged vegetables for golden pills.

Ye Chen waved his hand: "It's not as complicated as you think. It was just something I did on the spur of the moment. You guys should focus on improving your strength!"

"Those people from the Cliff Sect probably won't let this go easily. Lu Ye just said that they are skilled in divination and fortune telling. So, I'll go home. I have a string of Five Emperor Coins there, left by your maternal grandfather, which he said can ward off evil spirits!" Second Uncle said thoughtfully.

"No need, Second Uncle, I'm not afraid of them. Even if they can predict the future, I'm not afraid!" Ye Chen shook his head and refused.

"Don't say anything more, it's settled then. I'll go back for a bit, it's very close anyway, it'll only take half a day." The second uncle was determined to go.

Without lingering, he asked Ah Long for the A6 car keys and set off immediately.

Ye Chen thought about it and didn't stop him, after all, it was his second uncle's small token of affection.

He'd be restless if he didn't find something to do.

"Alright, you two have nothing else to do anyway, so go cultivate and improve your strength as soon as possible. Now that you've joined Tian Shu, Qi Refining Level 3 isn't enough anymore. The enemies we'll face in the future will only get stronger!"

Ye Chen sent Dongzi and Along away and returned to his room to cultivate.

Just as he was about to enter a meditative state, he felt a burning sensation between his eyebrows.

He felt like someone was watching him without his knowledge.

Ye Chen frowned. What was going on? Could it be the sect leader of Cliff Sect?

Before Ye Chen could think further, the Bagua Mirror in his spiritual sea emitted a faint, soft light.

The burning sensation between his brows vanished instantly.

The feeling of being watched vanished instantly.

In a valley somewhere, an old man with yin-yang eyebrows furrowed his brows and kept muttering to himself, "Strange, very strange!"

"Sect Master, what's wrong?" a middle-aged man next to the old man asked.

"That person possesses a treasure, but I cannot discern its nature or make any accurate predictions!" the old man with the yin-yang eyebrows said slowly.

"A treasure? What kind of treasure could possibly block your divine power, Sect Master? You must know that even those old guys were just casually divinations by you!"

The middle-aged man spoke up in surprise.

The old man with the yin-yang eyebrows shook his head: "The world is vast and full of wonders. It seems the other party possesses a great opportunity. Let me calculate it again!"

As he spoke, the old man with the yin-yang eyebrows closed his eyes again.

However, he had only been doing the calculations for a short time when he suddenly opened his eyes, covered his head with both hands, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He seemed a bit listless and appeared to have a migraine.

"Sect Master, what's wrong with you?" The middle-aged man rushed forward to help the old man with the yin-yang eyebrows.

The old man with the yin-yang eyebrows took a long time to recover, and finally spoke with lingering fear, "The other party possessed a supreme treasure, and I was harmed by it!"

"What?! How is this possible?" The middle-aged man looked incredulous.

The old man with the yin-yang eyebrows adjusted his breathing and slowly spoke: "Hoo, what exactly is it that not only blocks my divination of heavenly secrets but also backfires on me?"

"Sect Master, is there really such a treasure? I've never heard of anything like it. Could it be...?" The middle-aged man still found it hard to believe.

However, he ultimately dared not say that the old man had miscalculated, for fear of being beaten up.

The old man with the yin-yang eyebrows snorted lightly: "Hmph, there's a lot you don't know. If you're ignorant, read more books!"

The middle-aged man blushed and shut his mouth in embarrassment.

The old man with the yin-yang eyebrows continued, "I've never seen anything that can block the deduction of heavenly secrets, so this must be a treasure!"

As he said this, a fiery glint flashed in the old man's eyes.

"Sect Master, can you determine the approximate location of the other party?" the middle-aged man asked cautiously.

The old man with the yin-yang eyebrows frowned for a long time before slowly uttering two words: "Lucheng!"

The middle-aged man thought to himself, "You might as well not do any calculations at all. I know the other party is in Xiamen without even having to calculate it."

Wasn't it in Xiamen that his junior brother and apprentice had their accident?

Even a fool would know the killer is in Xiamen!

"What kind of expression is that?" The old man with the yin-yang eyebrows stared at the middle-aged man with narrowed eyes.

The middle-aged man was somewhat embarrassed: "Uh, Sect Leader, they had an accident in Lucheng, so the other party must be in Lucheng!"

"So you mean I've been wasting my time?" The old man with the yin-yang eyebrows darkened.

The middle-aged man quickly changed the subject: "Sect Leader, have you made any other discoveries? For example, appearance, age, specific address..."

The old man with the yin-yang eyebrows stared at the middle-aged man for a long time before finally looking away and speaking slowly:

"When I first performed the divination, although I couldn't see clearly, I could vaguely judge that the other party was a young man, about the same age as your disciple!"

The middle-aged man was even more astonished: "So young? Impossible! Wuming is at the sixth level of Qi Refining!"

His words implied that the old man's calculations were completely inaccurate.

But he dared not say it outright!

How could someone of similar age to his disciple possibly kill Nameless?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

He had seen the way Nameless died; there was absolutely no room for resistance, which proved that the opponent's strength was far superior to Nameless's.

To be able to crush someone at the sixth level of Qi Refining, one's cultivation level must be at least at the late stage of Qi Refining, right?

Only those at the eighth or even ninth level of Qi Refining would have this strength.

How could someone who is about the same age as his disciple have cultivated to the late stage of Qi Refining?

Use your brain to think about it; there are loopholes in this!

This is not an era rich in spiritual energy. Even though he has cultivated for most of his life, he is only at the eighth level of Qi Refining.

Did the sect leader mean to say that he had spent half his life cultivating only to end up like a dog?

Even if the other party is exceptionally talented, there's a limit, isn't there? You can't start cultivating from the womb!

The old man with the yin-yang eyebrows stared at the middle-aged man with icy eyes: "What's with that expression? Do you doubt me?"

The middle-aged man opened his mouth but still managed to explain, "Sect Master, I don't want to question you, but think about it, who in the Xuanmen has cultivated to the late stage of Qi Refining at such a young age? None!"

The old man with the yin-yang eyebrows softened slightly: "That's what I'm also wondering about, but I absolutely cannot be wrong. Perhaps the other party has some kind of method to preserve their youth!"

"These two points alone are a bit difficult to find, Sect Master. Do you have any other clues?" the middle-aged man asked again.

The old man with the yin-yang eyebrows shook his head: "I can't see through the rest!"

"Sect Master, why don't you try to deduce it again and see if you can obtain any other information?" the middle-aged man said weakly.

The old man with the yin-yang eyebrows raised an eyebrow: "What do you mean? Do you think I'm too old to live? Now you're not even bothering to hide it anymore? I know you've long coveted the position of sect leader, but I've also said that the position will be passed on to you sooner or later. Are you really that impatient? I'm so disappointed in you!"

"Sect Master, I... Oh dear, you've misunderstood! That's not what I meant!" the middle-aged man hurriedly explained.

"Alright, go directly to Lucheng to find the Wang family and look for clues!" The old man with the yin-yang eyebrows waved his hand dismissively, showing little interest.

"If you find the person, don't act rashly, notify me!" the old man with the yin-yang eyebrows instructed.

The middle-aged man sneered inwardly, "Isn't it just that he's tempted by the treasure?"

Only a fool would tell you!

However, the middle-aged man still spoke politely, "Yes, Sect Master, I'll be going now!"