Bai Qi's thoughts sink, slowly illuminating the vast sea of his heart, and as expected, it's as if a gentle breeze stirs up ripples.
The Divine Soul Embryo dwelling between his brows subtly leaps, like a dormant dragon eager to stir the winds and rise into the sky.
This feeling is quite familiar, stemming from the Inner Scenic Land buried in the boundless void, emitting an enticing fluctuation.
The cultivator's Divine Soul is like a celestial star surrounding the great sun, ready to fall into it when summoned.
"No malice, nor has there been any sudden warning from my intuition..."
Bai Qi opens his Spiritual Sense wide, maintaining it for a full fifteen minutes, not detecting any anomaly, finally allowing himself to breathe a slight sigh of relief.
The greatest asset of the Tao of the Concealed Yellow Springs lies in nurturing the five senses, discerning subtlety, and maintaining a tranquil mind, always vigilant.
