"Investigation?"
In a forest several dozen miles from Mount Huang Temple.
The campfire blazed brightly as the small team gathered around it.
Gu Lince took out a black cloth with a map embroidered on it and spread it out in front of the others.
"This is the map," he said.
He then produced a small black vial from his hand, from which he dripped droplets of ink-like substance on the map, evenly smearing it with his hand.
Instantly, some small dots on the map began to glow red, while some text also appeared.
After finishing these tasks, he took out a stick of yellow incense as thick as a finger and, with a swipe of his finger over the tip, immediately lit it.
Wisps of gray-white smoke slowly rose and, as if alive, formed a circle around the group without dispersing.
"The captain's art of Fragrant Soul Path grows more skilled by the hour; you must be close to breaking through to the Fragrant Soul Realm, right?" Chen Fan said with a smile.