The emaciated elder held the Copper Coin to his forehead and closed his eyes to sense it.
However, in the realm of his Divine Sense, there was only a fog.
After a long while, he still knew nothing.
The emaciated elder opened his eyes, sighed, and said helplessly, "The Heavenly secrets have indeed been obscured, concealed by a fog, I can't calculate anything, it must be Mr. Zhuang's handiwork..."
Hearing this, everyone felt a tinge of disappointment.
This young gentleman might be harboring a clue to Mr. Zhuang.
And it could be crucial.
But if it was impossible to calculate, then there was nothing to be done.
A middle-aged Cultivator frowned, "I can understand not being able to calculate Mr. Zhuang, but why couldn't even his disciple be the least bit discernible..."
"Senior Wen, could you try calculating from a different angle?"
"Right, not him, but try to calculate his parents, friends, and others close to him, or else his past, where he lived, where he has been?"
"Any trace would do."
The emaciated elder cursed them all in his heart.
He was being made to take on all this unpleasant work alone.
He was not without temper.
The emaciated elder spoke up: "My abilities are limited, if you want me to continue calculating, I will need to borrow your Heavenly Circulation spiritual artifacts."
At this request, some began to hesitate.
Spiritual Artifacts that held the principles of the Circulation and could aid in Calculation were valuable, and not things one would easily lend to others.
Seeing their expressions, the emaciated elder scoffed inwardly.
It was easy to ask for help from others, but they were unwilling to pay a price.
Just then, the white-haired elder spoke:
"I am willing to lend my Zen Dhyana Mat to Brother Wen..."
The emaciated elder was surprised.
The white-haired elder then addressed the others: "The secrets on Mr. Zhuang are tremendous and of great importance; surely none of you would be so stingy with a mere object and neglect the bigger picture."
Everyone fell silent and, after pondering for a moment, made up their minds as one by one they began to offer:
"I have a Second Grade Heavenly secret disk..."
"I can contribute a stick of Nourishing Spirit Incense..."
"This hairpin is a Dry Wood Hairpin, it can accelerate mental calculations..."
...
Soon, a collection of Spiritual Artifacts had piled up in front of the emaciated elder.
The emaciated elder looked at these Spiritual Artifacts with some surprise but then also a bit of excitement.
These were all fine Spiritual Artifacts used for calculations. Your next chapter is on empire
Many of them were secret artifacts of Noble Clans or Sects, not usually given to outsiders.