The Spirit Grass swayed in the valley, as Chen Xihua and the other two sat quietly cross-legged.
Suddenly, a pale cyan flash of light broke through the valley's concealment restrictions, landing with a swift gust of wind—before Chen Sheng's figure could steady, he stepped forward quickly, his cloudy old eyes restored to sharpness.
"The Bai Chu Sect has an Observatory, very likely they've already detected the fluctuations of our surreptitious crossing."
He waved his hand, and a Spirit Light congealed in mid-air into a rudimentary map of White Cloud City, pointing with his fingertip at the location of "Zhixiang Tower":
"I've confirmed in the city's Intelligence Pavilion that Bai Chu Sect is the foremost of the four Void Refining forces on the Huangqiu Plain, with two Refining Void Great Powers holding fort. They've set up the Observatory specifically to capture Lower Realm smugglers!"
