"Convert," Shen Bai muttered once more.

[Divine Thousand Miles +1000]

"The fourth Deceitful Object."

Without hesitation, Shen Bai turned his gaze to the fourth Deceitful Object.

[Armor of the Dead]

[Identification Progress: 0%]

[One wisp of Evil Qi can be used for quick identification]

"Identify."

[A Divine Power of a similar type has been detected. Convert to Flawless Ten Layers Body Skill Level?]

"Convert."

[Flawless Ten Layers Body +4000]

"Alright, the fifth one."

Before Shen Bai’s eyes, the smoke coalesced into words once more, appearing in mid-air.

[Daoist Blessing Token]

[Identification Progress: 0%] 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

[One wisp of Evil Qi can be used for quick identification]

"Identify."

[A Divine Power of a similar type has been detected. Convert to Chaotic Heart Spell Skill Level?]

"Convert."

[Chaotic Heart Spell +4000]

In the next moment, Shen Bai had finished identifying all five Deceitful Objects.

He now only had two wisps of Evil Qi left.

But the disappearance of the Evil Qi had brought him a massive amount of Skill Level.

This time, Divine Thousand Miles and Shadow Kill had each gained 1,000 points of Skill Level.

Flawless Ten Layers Body gained 4,000 points, reaching a Skill Level of 10,000.

Chaotic Heart Spell also gained 4,000 points, bringing its total to 7,000.

As for Poison Avoidance and Rejuvenation Skill, it gained 2,000 points.

For Shen Bai, this was a huge harvest, one that would save him an immense amount of time later on.

"Not bad at all."

Shen Bai stroked his chin, then temporarily stored all the Deceitful Objects in the space of his Life and Death Storage Skill and pulled aside the carriage curtain.

Outside the window was a dense forest.

It was quite normal for the official road to pass through some forests.

The Great Zhou Country had simply expended a great deal of manpower and resources to clear a path wide enough for carriages.

Amber lay lazily in Shen Bai’s arms, occasionally licking the fur on its paws.

’What exactly was that aura from the other night?’ Shen Bai wondered as he gazed at the scenery outside.

Even now, he still hadn’t figured out the nature of the aura that had suddenly appeared that night.

’It seems I need to make finding a Deceitful Object with a Divination Technique a priority. After I get back to Fenglin State, I’ll have the Observatory help me look for one. Or maybe Elder Mu will have some news.’

’Once I find it, I’ll be able to clearly investigate whatever is secretly working against me,’ Shen Bai thought, tapping his fingers on the carriage’s windowsill.

The aura from that night remained a mystery. Shen Bai still had no idea who was behind it, which was why he urgently needed a Divination Technique.

In the future, when facing hidden opponents, even if he couldn’t divine their identity directly, he would at least get some clues.

As he was thinking this, the carriage gradually slowed to a stop.

Shen Bai frowned, then pulled aside the curtain and asked, "What’s going on?"

The official road was wide, the carriage was moving at a good pace, and the weather was fine. The journey should have been smooth sailing.

As for his so-called enemies, Shen Bai hadn’t encountered a single one on his way back.

The coachman turned his head and said, "Lord Shen, look ahead. I’ve never seen anything like this before."

Hearing this, Shen Bai looked forward and saw two people, one large and one small, walking along the official road not far ahead.

A middle-aged woman was holding a six- or seven-year-old boy’s hand with her left, while dragging a heavy trunk with her right. A rope was slung over her shoulder to help her pull it.

Long drag marks stretched out behind them on the surface of the road.

Both had white cloths on their heads, an attire that suggested they were in mourning.

Walking on the official road at this time, with a trunk and wearing white mourning cloths, seemed stranger and stranger the more one looked.

Shen Bai said, "Go ask what’s happening. If it’s nothing, tell them to clear a path so I can get back sooner."

The coachman nodded and slowly drove the carriage forward.

Once they were close, the coachman shouted, "You two up ahead, clear a path! The person in this carriage is of noble status; you can’t afford to block his way."

There was nothing wrong with his statement. Shen Bai’s current status in the Great Zhou Country was indeed distinguished.

Setting aside his position as a Ding Shou of the Observatory, his brilliant performance in the recent internal assessment alone was enough for Shen Bai to leap into the ranks of the Great Zhou’s new elite.

At least among the younger generation, no one could compare to Shen Bai.

To put it more bluntly, a single word from Shen Bai could now decide a person’s life or death.

Startled by the voice, the middle-aged woman with the child meekly pulled the half-man-high wooden trunk and shuffled to the side.

The six- or seven-year-old boy was sallow and gaunt, completely listless, letting the middle-aged woman pull him to the side of the road.

The coachman drove the carriage past them.

Just then, something about the little boy suddenly changed.

The boy, who had just been sallow and gaunt, transformed into a blurry afterimage and lunged straight for the carriage.

In his right hand, the boy gripped an arm-length dagger that had appeared from nowhere.

The dagger gleamed as it pierced directly through the carriage window.

The carriage frame shattered, and the dagger thrust relentlessly toward Shen Bai’s heart.

Shen Bai watched the sudden attack with a calm expression and patted Amber on the back with his right hand.

A low growl escaped from Amber’s mouth.

Amber leaped up and slammed its head into the boy’s chest. The boy was sent flying backward, spitting blood as he tumbled across the ground several times.

"Lord Shen, are you alright?" the coachman exclaimed, startled as well.

He had never expected an assassination attempt at a time like this and quickly brought the carriage to a halt.