Life After Prison

Birk was in a meeting with several elders when he suddenly detected a faint trace of mental

energy sweeping across their sect before disappearing. He was able to sense it even though the

fluctuation was quite weak and hard to detect.

“Is that so? I didn’t feel anything?” A middle–aged man frowned, appearing somewhat puzzled.

An elder who was an alchemy master chimed in with a solemn expression, “I felt it too. The

person retracted their mental energy in just a moment, but there’s no doubt that someone was

observing our sect using their mental energy.”

The great elder clenched his fist in anger and exclaimed, “This is outrageous! Who would dare to

do such a thing? Don’t they realize that we’re a secluded sect? How could they just sense our

location on a whim with their mental energy? It’s a blatant act of disrespect!” The great elder

a request, “Please allow me to teach this intruder a

that mental energy should never be used

sect! We are a formidable sect, and the intruder ought to

begin with. Given our reputation, I am inclined to believe that they were courting

when they ventured so far as to try and gather information

added, clearly agitated.

energy is very strong, perhaps the both of you

Avoid escalating things further if they realize their mistake. After all, this isn’t a particularly terrible offense,” Birk suggested

situation.

second elder exchanged glances. After nodding in

a group of people on

that the glimmer on that flying sword is a sign that it is a spiritual weapon, and a

identified the

smile as he said, “We should teach them a

apology gift. They’ll hand

minute… That pretty girl looks familiar. It looks like our hall master’s daughter!” He

eyes wide open.