Su Yi’s expression didn’t waver. He didn’t react to the divine sense in any way.0

That all-but-imperceptible, strange application of divine sense was obviously some incomparably wondrous secret art. It was all but impossible for those beneath the Great Realm to detect it.0

Su Yi was already certain that the unearthly old woman was behind it!0

Both she and the man in ink-black warrior’s robes were obviously from the God Domain, just like Qing Xiao.0

Strange. Not even a day has passed, but I’ve encountered a suspected divine daughter and son already. Are they perhaps after the treasures of the ruins of the Dragon Palace? 0

After a moment’s hesitation, he turned and left, but from beginning to end, that strange wisp of divine sense stuck to him like a shadow.0

Did the old woman sense something? Or did I perhaps let something slip? Su Yi walked through the Precious Gem Workshop. It might have seemed like he was window shopping, but in truth, he was pondering.1

When he neared an inn, a voice as pleasing as the music of the heavens rang out.0

“Oh? What a coincidence! We meet again, Fellow Daoist.”0

Su...0