In his mind, what did it matter whether he was the former crown prince or not? With the three plates of Heaven, Earth, and Man all gathered together, what difficulty could there be in deduce his whereabouts?
Jiang Wuyai and Chu Xinglan placed the slip of paper with the birth date and time written on it in the center of the table, with Jiang Wuyai and Chu Xinglan standing on either side, subtly encircling the slip of paper in the middle.
Qin Zhaoyue didn't even get up from the couch, maintaining her crooked posture, only her expression became slightly more serious.
As Jiang Wuyai and Chu Xinglan quietly activated the power of the sacred artifacts they possessed, the Book of Merits in her sea of consciousness also responded spontaneously, swirling with a hazy, clear light.
She was already used to it; it had almost become a passively triggered skill.
The process remained the same, with Chu Xinglan responsible for accurately connecting the three Qi mechanisms, while Jiang Wuyai led the deduction process.
Yin Zhe had already retreated to a distance of more than two zhang, holding his breath and concentrating, afraid that his aura would interfere with the deduction.
Soon, she clearly sensed a special Daoist aura spreading out, and an indescribable sense of awe immediately arose in her heart.
Is this the combined power of the sacred artifacts inherited by the Tianyan Sect?
She immediately realized that this might be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
How many people in the world can experience the profound mystery of the three sacred artifacts combined into one at such close range?
Yin Zhe immediately suppressed all distracting thoughts and focused all his energy on sensing and experiencing the profound and mysterious flow of Daoist energy, trying to capture even a trace of enlightenment from it.
Jiang Wuyai glanced at her out of the corner of his eye but did not say anything to stop her.
After all, she is my junior sister's close aunt, so letting her get a bit of an opportunity to gain enlightenment is nothing.
However, as time passed, after about half a cup of tea's time, fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on Jiang Wuyai's forehead.
His previously composed expression began to turn serious, and his brows furrowed slightly.
Something's not right. Nine out of ten things are wrong!
Thinking of his confident demeanor just now, he gritted his teeth and forced himself to continue pushing his power forward despite the sluggishness.
Another half-cup of tea time quietly passed, and the atmosphere under the corridor unconsciously became somewhat stagnant.
Qin Zhaoyue hesitated several times, seeing Jiang Wuyai's old face turning red from holding back his words, before finally unable to resist speaking up to persuade him:
"Senior brother, it seems things aren't going well. How about... we take a break?"
Jiang Wuyai instinctively wanted to speak up and refuse, in order to save face as the senior brother.
After being continuously driven for so long, my divine sense felt as if it had crashed into an endless, chaotic fog.
They hadn't even managed to find a single clear clue, and knew that it would be difficult to achieve anything in the short term.
He took a deep breath, signaling Chu Xinglan to stop her advances.
As the Daoist aura slowly dissipated, Jiang Wuyai's face showed a mixture of confusion and bewilderment.
Logically speaking, with such accurate birth date and time, even if he were to deduce it on his own, he shouldn't be completely clueless, let alone with the combined power of all three.
This result is truly unusual.
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