The spiritual qi fluctuation was very subtle, so minuscule that if it were not for Wei Chen's heightened sensitivity due to cultivating The Samsara Sovereign's Scripture, anyone else would have missed it completely.
This spiritual qi was unfamiliar to him, and the sound of sheets and papers moving on the other side of the wall was completely silent. Wei Chen focused his hearing, but he could not catch anything from the other room. He could not even hear Mo Xingyao's heartbeat. It was as if the other side had suddenly become a vacuum.
Wei Chen did not wait. He quickly rushed toward Mo Xingyao's room, separated from his own by just a wall. He leapt out of his window and positioned himself on a tree branch outside her window to get a better view of the situation.
Inside the room, Wei Chen saw Mo Xingyao sleeping soundly, but instead of feeling relieved, he felt anxious. It was impossible for him to miss her heartbeat when he focused on his senses.
