Jiang Changbai hadn't imagined that this sigil was so powerful; her heart suddenly sank, but her face didn't show it, and she asked, "Then if it were your shifu, how much would it take to fill a piece of clothing with Hun Locking Sigils?" Qin Anhe pondered it for a bit, and then, biting her lip, said, "Shifu is a lot more powerful than I am, but she's far from that. To fill a piece of clothing with Hun Locking Sigils, it would take a month's time regardless, and that's for the past few years. Now she's grown old, and her might isn't what it was before, so it would probably have to be a bit slower." Jiang Changbai nodded, not speaking. The enigma in her mind was deep-rooted, but the closer she grew to it, the more she went to touch it, the larger that enigma grew. Right now, it was just the start of spring, and the anxious birds had already flown back. They hovered about the branches of the trees that had yet to put out new leaves, and b...