Zhao Yi returned to the back courtyard, swept Tian Junjie’s room with his Divine Sense, and seeing that he was still deep in cultivation, decided not to disturb him and went straight to his own practice room.
He unrolled the scroll and hung it behind the other four scrolls on the front wall. Casting another glance at the eyes of the woman in the painting, he found them as expressive as ever, possessing a captivating, soul-stirring quality. Perhaps there was some hidden secret within them, but he would leave it to Xueyue to decipher; for now, he let the matter rest.
Zhao Yi walked to the meditation cushion in the center of the room and sat down. Taking out the rusty sword from his Storage Bag, he looked around and set up a Spiritual Energy barrier to isolate the space.
Chapter 37