"Don't you know that divine sense is restricted differently for everyone here?" Evan Yang deliberately quoted this line with a smile.
The man finally realized that Evan Yang was stronger than him—at least at late-stage Spirit-Wandering Realm. Otherwise, Evan wouldn't be able to see him while he couldn't see Evan.
So he became even more eager to help Evan Yang gather some crystal ore, afraid that if Evan got angry, he would send him back and destroy him.
Watching the man leave, Evan Yang wasn't worried about being discovered. After all, his divine sense was stronger than anyone else's on the mountain. Even if they approached, Evan's five hundred strands of divine sense were like five hundred eyes, scanning every corner around him without missing a thing.
Time passed bit by bit—a quarter hour, two quarters, half an hour, then a full hour—but the man still hadn't appeared. Evan Yang began to worry. "Could he have been discovered?"
This worry made Evan Yang even more cautious about his surroundings, afraid the man would sell him out if caught.
It wasn't until three hours later that the man finally returned, his hands covered in blood.
Thinking he'd been attacked, Evan Yang quickly scanned the area, but found no one else—odd. Only when the man looked around and waited for Evan did Evan pull him back into the Sky-Piercing Tower.
Once inside the tower again, the man looked at Evan Yang excitedly. "I finally found you."
"Why did it take so long?" Evan Yang asked suspiciously.
"You sealed my spiritual power, so I could only dig with my hands. The crystal ore is extremely hard, so it took me several hours to gather this much." After speaking, the man brought out the crystal ore.
It wasn't a lot, but Evan Yang accepted it for now, smiling faintly. "You worked hard."