The night was as thick as ink.

Su Yu didn't wait for dawn.

He and Lin Shuang agreed to meet at Dry Willow Slope, thirty miles north of the town, and then went back alone.

Before leaving, Lin Shuang looked at him and said only two words: "Don't die."

Su Yu didn't answer. He hung a hidden jade pendant that he had found from the body of the Iron Sword Sect protector on his waist and disappeared into the night.

Blackstone Town was as quiet as a cemetery in the darkness.

Su Yu walked silently on the roof. The Hidden Breath Jade Pendant lowered his aura to the level of the early stage of Qi refining. Coupled with the disguise cream and coarse cloth robes, anyone who saw him would just think he was a sneaky vagabond.

He stopped opposite the stone building in the center of the town, crouched in the shadow of the roof and looked towards the stone building.

Guarding the door of the stone building were two monks who were in the early stages of foundation building. They were casual cultivators employed by Tianji Pavilion, and they were yawning out of boredom.

Su Yu did not go through the main entrance, but went around to the backyard of the stone building, climbed over an earth wall, and landed among a pile of debris.

The first floor of the stone building is a wide hall filled with tables and chairs, which is used for registration and transactions before the auction.

The core area of ​​Tianji Pavilion is from the second floor up.

Su Yu found the narrow door leading to the back kitchen among the debris. The door was unlocked.

He ducked into the back kitchen and climbed up the narrow ladder beside the stove.

The wooden stairs creaked slightly under his feet. He paused every step and shifted his weight from left foot to right foot and then to left foot, like a leopard sneaking up on its prey in a dense forest.

The Seed of Time is changing his body - not only the accumulation speed of time traces is increasing, but also the accuracy of sensing the flow rate of time.

In the past, he needed to deliberately control not to make any noise, but now this control has become instinctive, and every joint and every muscle is like a hound that has been completely tamed by him, faithfully executing his will.

There was a faint light coming from the room at the end of the corridor on the second floor.

Su Yu moved silently against the corridor wall to the door and looked in through the crack in the door.

There was only one person in the room—Zhou Bai, the messenger from Tianji Pavilion.

He had taken off his formal clothes during the day and changed into casual clothes. He was sitting at the table and writing something on a jade sound transmission talisman with a small pen.

There were several sheets of paper covered with writing spread out on the table, with half a pot of spiritual tea and a plate of snacks beside them.

Su Yu put his hand on the hilt of the Gui Zi Sword.

Time blast can be activated at any time - ten breaths of life in exchange for one breath of absolute stillness, enough for him to rush into the room, restrain Zhou Bai, get all the papers on the table, and return the way he came.

But he didn't take action.

Zhou Bai was at the ninth level of Qi Refining, and was different from all the monks he had killed before - it was not the difference in cultivation level, but the sense of danger in Zhou Bai that made his hair stand on end.

That feeling was not spiritual pressure or murderous intent, but a deeper discomfort of being peeped in the dark.

The Time Resonance given to him by the Time Seed was sending out a faint warning - Zhou Bai was not the only one in this room.

Su Yu lowered his breathing and raised the perception accuracy of the resonance of time to the limit.

He "saw" a bronze mirror hanging on the wall behind Zhou Bai.

The bronze mirror itself is unremarkable, but a black human figure is vaguely reflected in the mirror.

The silhouette of the human figure was not Zhou Bai's reflection - Zhou Bai's reflection was sitting at the table, but the human figure in the mirror was standing, standing less than three steps behind Zhou Bai, silently, like a shadow.

Su Yu didn't move.

He continued to look at everything in the room quietly.

After about half a cup of tea, Zhou Bai finished writing the contents of the transmission talisman, folded and sealed the talisman paper, stood up and walked out the door.