Although his movements seemed agile, he was just an ordinary old man in his sixties. Ning Xiaoxian spoke before Changtian, "Is this the Xu Family?"

The old man was shocked and angry, "Are you not just passing thieves! What do you want?"

She also sensed that this place didn’t seem to be inhabited by a cultivator, "Is your daughter at home? Please bring her out to meet us."

The old man hesitated uncertainly, "My daughter?"

"She visited the Water God Temple at dusk. We have matters to discuss with her."

Upon hearing this, the old man sighed in relief, "So you’re not here to rob us... That lady is not our daughter; she’s just been renting here for over two months. She left at dusk."

Was this woman afraid of retaliation, so she left in a hurry? Ning Xiaoxian narrowed her eyes. Changtian already spoke, "She’s gone? Did she leave anything behind?"

The old man was still a bit hesitant, but the pretty girl before him suddenly held a silvery glint in her hand.

Silver, and it was fifty-two taels of pure silver.

This treasure was more persuasive than any words and more trustworthy than anything else. The old man’s eyes were fixed, watching as Ning Xiaoxian closed her palm, and when she opened it again, the silver ingot had turned into a round silver ball.

This girl had great strength. He swallowed, finally showing a trace of fear. The old man wasn’t stupid; he pointed with his finger, "The west wing room is where she stayed. You can check it yourselves."

The west wing room wasn’t big, just enough for a bed and a set of table and chairs. When Changtian and Ning Xiaoxian entered, it was already empty and cleaned spotlessly, not even a strand of hair left. It seemed the other party was afraid she might use some tracking technique, so they erased all traces before leaving.

Ning Xiaoxian frowned, calling the peeking Old Man Xu at the door inside, "Did she come into contact with anything else in your house?"

Old Man Xu said, "That lady mainly stayed in this room and barely interacted with us, or she’d just go straight out."

Ning Xiaoxian shook the silver ball before him, "Did she touch anything else in your house? Anything at all, think again?"

The silver was indeed attractive, but even more so were the girl’s hands, her ten fingers delicate like tender spring onions, even prettier than the girl who lived here before.

Old Man Xu swallowed again, glanced at the east wing where lights were on, and finally decided, "Yes, one thing." He pulled a goose-yellow handkerchief from his arms.

This handkerchief was of fine craftsmanship. Ning Xiaoxian immediately recognized the material as top-grade lake embroidery, the Ping River Spring Return Map embroidered on it was intricate, with dense stitching; such a silk handkerchief would be worth forty taels of silver outside. Unfortunately, the handkerchief was torn with a long gash in the middle.

How did such a silk handkerchief end up in Old Man Xu’s hands? "What is this?"

Old Man Xu smiled awkwardly, "She damaged it a few days ago and asked me to throw it away. I thought the material was good, so I kept it..."

Before he finished speaking, Changtian had already taken the silver ball from Ning Xiaoxian’s hand and tossed it to him. Old Man Xu only saw a blur, the handkerchief was in Changtian’s hand.

Changtian pinched the handkerchief with his thumb and forefinger with evident disgust, then urged, "Let’s go."

Once Old Man Xu stepped out of the west wing door, the courtyard was empty, not a trace of anyone left.

Could it be ghosts? He shivered, looked down, and the heavy silver ball in his hand, biting it with his teeth, he left a neat tooth mark.

Who cares if human or ghost, as long as they give silver!

Exiting the Xu Mansion, Ning Xiaoxian shivered as well. Changtian glanced at her, "With cultivation, you’re still affected by the chill?"

She stuck out her tongue, "That old man, truly disgusting! At such an age still..."

Changtian shook his head, "If he wasn’t lustful, pursuing this woman would have taken more effort. Take out your toy."

"Oh." She took out a ring from her bosom. The material of this ring was unknown, appearing dull and unimpressive, with three slender, prism-like crystals embedded on the ring surface. Then, she tied the handkerchief to the ring, muttered a few mantras, and the easternmost of the three prisms lit up, emitting a bright red light.

"Let’s go, she headed east." Changtian glanced once and then wrapped an arm around her, rising into the air.

This ring was a trick tool from Qianjin Hall, excellent at seeking objects. She had used it to find people in the Bashe Forest before with great success. As long as the Tracking Ring was placed on an item of the person being sought, it could indicate their location. The woman had left at dusk, quite ahead of them, but Changtian was extremely fast, and as the Tracking Ring adjusted directions several times, the crystal on the ring face grew brighter, clearly closing the distance to the target.