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Yan Zhengming walked out of the bedroom, not a bit of tiredness to be seen on his face. He raised one hand and pressed it down upon Cheng Qian’s stiff shoulder. “How did he die? I didn’t sense anything at all. How could a superpower like Shang Wan’nian die without any commotion?”
As the rightful successor of the Sect Leader Seal, he could sense even a bit of stirring grass on the Mountain, his spiritual consciousness able to sweep over Yao Valley in the back range. He was much more potent at it than Zhenren Muchun had been, half-dead as he possessed the body of a weasel.