While all the shaking was going on in the mountain, Aveline Ironheart had her heart in her throat throughout as multiple ideas flowed through her head.
'What is going on?'
'What are they doing?!'
'Is mom doing anything to him?'
'Hope she's not about to kill him, should I intervene?'
When it stopped, she felt even more nervous. This was why she fell down when she heard her mother's voice resound in her head.
Cultivators had more than one means of communication. So long the other cultivator was not actively blocking it with their soul sense, cultivators could communicate with their soul sense.
As soon as she received her orders, she nodded respectfully. "Yes mother".
As fast as she could, Aveline Ironheart rode down the mountain on her tamed Griffin, instructing several disciples of the Red Phoenix Sect to create a feast.