Long Yue felt she could hear increasingly subtle sounds, and she could determine direction from the sounds, which emanated from several hundred meters away.
She also smelled a faint fragrance of steamed buns from street vendors advertising their wares, having just opened a basket of steaming buns. Nearby, a few women were buying.
She even heard a child crying loudly because they wanted candied hawthorn but their parents wouldn't buy it for them.
These sounds, whether near or far, she wouldn't have been able to hear before.
Is this Soul Technique really that magical?
A strange feeling arose in Long Yue's heart.
"Broken Jade, how long do you think it will take her to master the first level?"
"Probably a long time, right? Even if she can practice it, her aptitude won't allow it to be that quick?"
"Yes, right!"
Broken Jade's, Zhe Feng's voice?
Long Yue was slightly startled. Could she really hear them speaking?
