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Thousand Families Town, East Mountain Village.
Not long after Mo Hua had left, a group of uninvited visitors arrived outside the village.
They stood on the mountain, gazing down at East Mountain Village, then took out a golden compass, as if searching for something.
The needle on the compass wavered uncertainly, pointing in no clear direction.
Frowning, they detected nothing and eventually left as quietly as they had come.
The cultivators came quickly and left just as fast, without disturbing the local cultivators.
The Spirit Farmers of East Mountain Village had no idea that outsiders had been spying on them.
They were still preoccupied with the Spirit Fields, concerned with the harvest and livelihood, and were thinking of ways to compete with the Sun Family.
Several days later, three more cultivators arrived.
An emaciated old man, a middle-aged cultivator with a scholarly appearance holding a paper fan, and a young man in white with a clear and bright look.
The emaciated elder flipped a Copper Coin into the air and caught it in his palm.
He looked at the divination result of the Copper Coin and whispered something to himself, sighing after a long while,
"It seems to be here, and yet the divination is not clear..."
The middle-aged cultivator said, "Pavilion Elder has divined that the person is within this state boundary; it should just be a matter of time before we find him."
The elder let out a sneer, "What are you thinking?"
The middle-aged cultivator was taken aback.
The elder sighed, "Great sound is silent, great form is shapeless."
"At his level, not to mention being in the same state, even if we were in the same Little Immortal City, if he concealed his movements, you would not detect him."
"What has no sound cannot be heard, what has no form cannot be seen, what has no Tao cannot be known."
"If he hides his vital energy, we stand no chance."
"Heavenly secret Calculation, is it something we cultivators can truly fathom?"
The middle-aged cultivator furrowed his brow,
"Don’t we have the Three Talents Divination Copper Coins given by the Pavilion Elder?"
The elder weighed the Copper Coin in his hand and sighed,
"These Three Talents Divination Copper Coins are valuable, but it also matters who uses them and on whom they are used."
"My cultivation is not sufficient; I can use them to divine others, but using them to divine that person is just showing off in front of an expert..."
The middle-aged cultivator did not understand. "Wasn’t it said that his Sea of Consciousness shattered, his Dantian destroyed, and his vital energy all but gone? Why is he still so difficult to deal with?"
The elder glanced at him, "Because he is a Formation Master, one whose natural talent is nearly monstrous, and whose understanding of Formations is close to attaining the Dao."
In the middle-aged cultivator’s eyes emerged a deep wariness, followed by a sigh,
"Then why has he fallen to such a state?"
"You need not concern yourself with that, and you better not ask. Such matters are beyond our purview," the elder stated indifferently.
"We just need to do the task we’ve been given."
The middle-aged cultivator scoffed, "But if we go by what you say, if we can’t divine his whereabouts, doesn’t that mean we’ll never find him?"
"Even lions nap."
"Moreover, we’re not the only ones after him."
"If we just follow along and muddy the waters, it’s fine not to find him, but we can’t let anyone else find him."
Having said that, the elder turned back and instructed the young man in white,
"Young Master, I didn’t want to take you out originally, but your father wanted you to gain some experience and you wanted to see the world, so I reluctantly agreed to bring you along."
"But unless absolutely necessary, do not take action."
"You must be cautious in your actions. Even though you carry a special Eternal Life Rune, do not let your guard down."
"Things here are overly complicated, involving too many powers. I might not be able to protect you..."
The elder spoke gravely, aiming to ensure the young master kept to himself, not trying to be clever or doing anything inappropriate.
Otherwise, he might not be able to cope.
Immediately after, he regretted his involvement.
Why did he have to deal with such a mess?
The young master was only twenty-three, already a Second Rank Formation Master in the initial stage of Foundation Establishment, his prospects limitless.
Instead of treasuring him like a jewel at home, why send him out to gain experience?
Cultivating the Tao is perilous; was it so easily gained through experience?
For Loose Cultivators who are poor, it’s one thing not to travel, endure hardship, and later struggle for food.