"Daoist Master Lin... what is the meaning of this?" Leiming's tone carried a hint of accusation.
"What do you mean by that, Great One Leiming?" Lin Hui's expression remained unchanged, a faint smile still on his lips.
"I made it very clear from the beginning that this Secret Technique requires one to sincerely accept, deep in their heart, that they are a disciple of the Qingfeng Daoist Sect for it to remain effective."
"So, you're saying," Huangque asked, "that the Fog Spirits causing trouble outside no longer consider themselves Qingfeng Daoist Disciples deep in their hearts?"
"That is precisely the case, I imagine." Lin Hui nodded.
At these words, all the gods present fell silent.
They had previously assumed Lin Hui was just spouting nonsense. After all, the technique had already been transmitted. They were the great Fog Spirits; how could a mere Secret Technique, with its negligible transmission power, possibly spy on the depths of their hearts at any time?
