Chapter 45: Forty-five Fate/Destiny
Time swiftly passed by, and a month flew by in no time.
Swoosh!
One day, within the manor of the Shang Family, a sudden sound of cutting wind arose, and then, out of nowhere, an elder with completely white hair and beard appeared in the sky.
Strangely enough, when the elder appeared, the two cultivators in black garments who had been standing guard in front of the rockery seemed to turn a blind eye, completely unseeing of the elder’s presence.
This white-haired elder sensed a faint scent of blood lingering within the Shang Family’s manor, lightly furrowing his brow, but with his status, he chose not to concern himself with such trifles. With just a thought, his figure was already in front of the rockery.
It is worth mentioning that even at such a close distance, the two cultivators guarding tens of meters away from the rockery appeared not to see the elder at all, and did not even stir.
The white-haired elder paid no heed to the two cultivators. When he appeared in front of the rockery, his brow furrowed even more tightly, and he muttered to himself, "Strange, why can’t I sense anything?"
Swoosh!
Another sound of breaking wind was heard, and the white-haired elder’s figure suddenly vanished. Only then did the two distant cultivators somewhat puzzledly turn back and glance at the rockery, yet they saw nothing.
"Brother Shen, did you hear any strange sounds?" one cultivator, seemingly shrinking his neck, asked with a puzzled expression.