Lin Yuan looked around in surprise and uncertainty.
Just a moment ago, he had clearly sensed a surge of extremely pure Spiritual Power circling around him. As he cultivated, it immediately fused into his body and became part of his cultivation base.
He was all too familiar with this phenomenon.
Back when he faced Li Zhengjing, and during those times at the crematorium...
Every time he cultivated, he felt this sensation of very pure Spiritual Power actively burrowing into his body, making his cultivation progress at an alarmingly fast rate!
What did this mean?
Could it be that those renovation workers, while working, had buried a body under my floorboards?
Accidental killing?
But why hadn't he felt this before...
And the freshness of this Spiritual Power, it was clearly from a body that had just recently died.
Wait a minute!!!
Lin Yuan's pupils suddenly constricted as he hurriedly took out his phone.
Everything seemed normal...
But he tried to call Liu Mengruo's number.
