A gentle chime, like a wind chime, rang in Wang Jixuan's ears through his spiritual awareness. He was in the middle of giving a spinal massage to the deep sea when he suddenly turned to look at the residential building where he lived. The Qingfeng Bell had been triggered.
Was a spiritual practitioner approaching his residence?
"Xiao Qi! Check the surveillance!"
"Yes!"
Wang Xiao Qi, who was hunched over playing a game, immediately straightened up and pressed several buttons on the control panel in front of him. A 3D projection screen lit up with various boxes. The corridors outside the dormitories of Wang Jixuan, Wu Man, and Zheng Shiduo, as well as various corners of the unfinished building, were all displayed at once.
Wang Jixuan had already discarded his surgical outfit and frowned as he looked at the screens. Everything seemed quiet, with no abnormalities, but the Qingfeng Bell he had placed behind the door had indeed rung just now.
"Scan with biological and spiritual radars."
"Yes! No spiritual practitioners detected for now!"
"Use thermal imaging on my dormitory location."
"Got it!"
Wang Xiao Qi suddenly shouted, and everyone gathered around. Under his operation, the thermal imaging and surveillance video merged together.