Information moved faster than most cultivators assumed, especially once it crossed the desk of anyone with real authority.
Somewhere out there, whoever was running that formation network would eventually learn their operation had been noticed.
It was only a matter of time before they adjusted, relocated, or accelerated whatever plan those formations were meant to serve.
'I need to move faster than they expect,' he thought, closing his eyes briefly. 'Not recklessly. Just faster than a normal inner disciple would.'
He spent the next while in light meditation, circulating his spiritual energy through a slow, steady cycle meant more for clarity than advancement.
His breathing settled into a rhythm that matched the cycle exactly, in and out, steady and unhurried.
The Spirit Sage Eye technique pulsed faintly at the edges of his awareness even at rest now, a low hum his meridians had grown used to carrying.
