Noon.
The sun was scorching.
The children of the Orphanage had a one-hour rest period. Exhausted after a long morning of work, they had each found a shady spot to curl up and fall into a deep sleep.
Hong Yi was no different, sleeping even more soundly than the others. He was so deeply asleep that he didn't even notice when someone took the item hidden on his person.
"Fire Separation Mysterious Skill!"
This Cultivation Technique was recorded on a scroll of cloth, which had been ingeniously woven into his clothes.
Without knowing its secret, one could search his entire body and never find the Cultivation Technique.
Fortunately, this posed no challenge to Zhu Ju.
'A Cultivation Technique that leads directly to the Third Grade...'
'...is nothing special!'
Shaking his head, Zhu Ju flicked his wrist, returning the cloth scroll, and ambled toward the back of the Orphanage.
'Third Grade?'
