Perched atop the rockery, Zou Feng quickly surveyed the situation in the courtyard.
First, he could confirm that all three disciples of the Celestial Essence Sword Sect, including Su Changqing, were asleep.
Every room was pitch black.
'Where is the poisoned one sleeping?'
Gu Insects were naturally sensitive to poison, so it could pinpoint Su Changqing's room with precision.
As soon as Zou Feng had the thought, Xiaolv flew to the third floor opposite them, to a room at the very end.
Zou Feng wasn't surprised that Su Changqing's room was there.
After all, he was the one who cultivated most diligently at night, and Su Changqing had surely cried out in his sleep more than a few times.
His fellow disciples, annoyed by the disturbances to their sleep, would naturally have assigned him the corner room on the third floor.
The others all lived on the first and second floors.
